At this time, Pan Menghu turned around and looked at Li Fan, who was wearing rags, old slippers and a shabby straw hat. He laughed with disdain and said: "Hahaha! Zhao Long, Zhao Long! You Qinglong

Is there no one left? I actually picked up a little beggar from the roadside and came over to make up for my money! How interesting!"

"Old Pan! Are you fucking blind!"

Zhao Long cursed and then introduced to Pan Menghu, "This is my eldest brother, Li Fan, Brother Fan! It was my brother Fan who destroyed Feng Heihu's Black Tiger venue alone. I just went to clean up the battlefield and loot it."

Just got something! The Su Xiaoxi you captured is Brother Fan’s friend!

Lao Pan, I’m warning you, come here quickly and kneel down and kowtow to admit your mistake, otherwise if Brother Fan attacks you later, you will be doomed!”

After listening to Zhao Long's words, Pan Menghu laughed wildly again and said: "Zhao Long! You think I am as stupid as you! I know this little beggar, no need for you to introduce him! He is just a stinky farmer! You actually used him

Come scare me, you are really interesting!"

With that said, Pan Menghu turned to Li Fan and asked angrily: "Smelly farmer! You should have seen the surveillance video of Chenxi Fruit Shop! I asked you to bring a ransom of 10 million, where is the money?"

"Want money? No!"

Li Fandao.

"I didn't bring any money! That's why I wanted to rob him! Hehe, it's a pity that you can't take it away!" Pan Menghu bent down and stroked the slender waist of Su Xiaoxi who was knocked unconscious on the ground, and said in a vulgar way, "This small waist is too small.

It's thin and soft, and it feels so good to touch! I really need to touch it!"

While saying this, Pan Menghu made a "stab" sound and actually tore a big hole in Su Xiaoxi's top, and a pair of dirty hands moved up.

Seeing this, Li Fan finally couldn't bear it anymore and exploded. He cursed angrily: "Pan Menghu, you are looking for death!", and then rushed towards Pan Menghu.

But at this moment, something unexpected happened!

A man in white actually jumped down from the roof of the main building and stopped in front of Li Fan!

This man in white clothes is actually wearing a white Hanfu and has long shawl hair. He looks like a warrior in ancient costume. He is a breath of fresh air among the group of shirtless men in the Tiger Fighting Club!

"Little farmer, you're welcome and safe!"

The man in white brushed his long hair and said calmly.

"Little sissy! If you don't want to die, just get out of the way! I don't want to kill innocent people indiscriminately!"

Li Fan frowned.

At this time, Pan Menghu, who was behind the man in white, showed a proud expression, and said with full authority: "You are a little stinky peasant, you are not a little arrogant! The person standing in front of you is the descendant of Baji Quan, who once defeated

The national fighting champion who has surpassed the Muay Thai King, Wu Shijie! If you want to beat me to death, you have to get past him first! Brother Jie, thank you for your hard work!"

"Get paid to do things! It's my responsibility to protect your safety! It's not hard work!"

Wu Shijie said.

"I don't care who you are! Whoever stops me will die!"

Li Fan didn't want to talk nonsense with them any more, and thought it was business to rescue the fainted Su Xiaoxi as soon as possible!

So, Li Fan whispered and punched Wu Shijie in the head!

Li Fan originally thought that although he did not use his full strength with this punch, it would definitely not be a problem to knock out Wu Shijie in front of him!

But what Li Fan never expected was that Wu Shijie dodged Li Fan's punch!

Wu Shijie, who flashed to the side, took a deep breath and thought to himself: "This person's boxing skills are so fast!"

"Little farmer, are you a warrior?"

Wu Shijie shook his long hair and asked in surprise.

"Martial artist? No! I only served as a soldier in the army for two years!"

Li Fan replied, secretly surprised, could this strangely dressed Wu Shijie be a warrior?

Just when Li Fan was surprised, Wu Shijie actually took out a brass-colored medallion from his body, flashed it in front of Li Fan, and said: "I, Wu Shijie, am a seven-star warrior with external strength! You have been a soldier for two years, right?

My opponent’s!”

Hearing this, Li Fan smiled faintly and thought to himself: "You are just a small seven-star martial artist with external strength, what do you have to show off! I am an immortal cultivator at the seventh level of Qi Refining! One martial artist, the other an immortal cultivator.

, it’s like someone who drives a helicopter and someone who drives a fighter jet, they are not on the same level at all, a proper dimensionality reduction strike!”

However, Li Fan did not want to reveal his identity as an immortal cultivator, but instead hooked his hand towards Wu Shijie and said: "It has just begun, the outcome is still uncertain! Don't be too happy too early! Come here!"

"Little farmer, you are playing with fire! I'm going to show you the power of the ancient martial arts Bajiquan!"

After saying that, Wu Shijie took two steps back, practiced a few moves of Bajiquan, and then punched Li Fan!

"What a great big sister you are!"

Li Fan cursed, not wanting to waste any more time, he stretched out his left hand to grab Wu Shijie's fist, pulled it back, and at the same time hit Wu Shijie's chin with an uppercut with his right hand!

Wu Shijie raised his neck with a click, fell to the ground with a pop, and passed out!

This scene instantly shocked everyone present!

Pan Menghu looked at Wu Shijie lying on the ground in disbelief, and was surprised in his heart: "What happened? He was knocked unconscious by a punch? He is a seven-star warrior with external strength! How can he look like a little girl who has no power to bind a chicken?

?”

Just when Pan Menghu was still confused, Li Fan suddenly came to him, kicked Pan Menghu in the stomach at a speed that was invisible to the naked eye, and kicked him directly from the window into the main house!

Accompanied by a crackling sound of glass, Li Fan shouted: "Zhao Long! Do it!"

"Yes! Brother Fan!"

Zhao Long responded excitedly, waved his arms and shouted, "Brothers! Destroy the Tiger Fighting Club today! Come on!"

Suddenly, Zhao Long led ten brothers who were good at fighting and started fighting with members of the Tiger Fighting Club!

Before coming, Zhao Long and the others had all prepared sticks and hid them on their bodies, and now they took them out one after another. However, the people in the Tiger Fighting Club, shirtless and barefooted, without weapons, and with only their two fists, were no match for Zhao Long and the others!

Li Fan helped Su Xiaoxi up on the ground, pulled up her torn top distressedly, and covered her belly. Then he pointed his finger on Su Xiaoxi's eyebrows, and a ray of spiritual energy was injected into her mind, waking her up!

"Su Xiaoxi! Su Xiaoxi! Wake up! Wake up!"

Li Fan patted Su Xiaoxi's pretty face and called.

Su Xiaoxi woke up slowly and saw Li Fan hugging her. Her eyes flashed with tears. She hugged Li Fan and cried tenderly: "Li Fan——! You are finally willing to hug me! I thought you would never hug me again!"

I can’t see you anymore! I miss you so much!”

"Okay, okay, don't cry. Before I came, Pan Menghu didn't use force on you, right? You didn't lose your virginity, right?"

Li Fan asked.

"No! I just want you to use force on me! Wuwuwu——!"
Chapter completed!