Chapter 695: Bite back!

Comfortable!

That's it!

Why do you have to follow some rules about old sesame seeds and rotten grains?

Don’t ask for the most right thing, just want to be the most beneficial to yourself.

It’s obvious that a big fish is not a waste to let it go?

It is not advisable to stick to the rules and obey the rules.

To be honest, I'm just stupid.

You must use everything flexibly, distinguish who do what you do, and follow rules to the enemy, and whether there is any pitfall in your head.

Is there any serious illness?

No matter what others say, Chen Bufan is like this anyway.

Do what is beneficial to you, and just take a moment of some things.

The three master's wives are indeed well-teached.

Unruly, do things according to your heart, and do whatever you want.

Do whatever you want.

Anyone, any so-called bad rules, can ignore them.

Fang Zheng had only one person, and even the elders could not defeat four hands with both fists.

As the saying goes, kills the master with random punches.

What's more, which of you here is worse than him?

There were six elders standing in the lobby, not Chen Bufan, Nangong Xiaoxiao, Lin Zhiping, etc.

It's not too easy to siege one person with multiple people.

There are still coming and going at first, like that.

But in less than two minutes, the situation became one sideways, Fang Zheng was hit by a palm and a kick in the chest.

Five minutes, I couldn't get up.

A group of people beat an old man up, without any fists and feet. They only knew Fang Zheng was lying on the ground, closing his eyes and hitting him.

I was so beaten up.

What it finally develops is unthinkable and unthinkable.

Just like a group of gangsters on the street bullying a weak scholar with no power.

Group fight.

It can also be said to be a single fight.

The group beating was nothing more than a group of people beating Fang Zheng himself.

It is also easy to understand that Fang Zheng beats them.

Fang Zheng was pressed on the ground and kicked, holding his head and letting the wind and rain hit him. The storm was storm.

Do you understand the circle?

It's so old.

The fight was terrified and the enthusiasm was in full swing.

"Xiao Fanfan, my hands are itchy. Can you participate?

Just go one after another.”

Lin Zhiping rubbed his hands, unable to control his heart's desire.

"Can!"

Chen Bufan agreed.

"Seeing how they played so vigorously, I... No, I am a lady, and I will not join such a situation where I win more and less."

Nangong smiled and changed his route.

"I really won't go?"

"Don't go."

"I'll leave with Sister Nangong, I'll take you to have fun."

Gu Qingcheng took Nangong Xiaoxiao's little hand.

"No, although this girl is not a gentleman, she doesn't bother to do that."

Nangong Xiaoxiao said insincerely, but he was eager to try it out in his heart.

"What's Moji? Old Man Fang will be unaware of it later. What's the point of fighting?"

"It will hurt if you hit someone. You are all unconscious. If you hit someone again, you will not feel that stimulation."

"Just like a man who never gets interested in a wooden woman."

"If you think about it, you will retreat, you will not be able to cheer up, you will struggle and cooperate. This is the best one...you can understand."

“!!!”

Look, what you are talking about is human.

Crazy.

The two of them came to the front, and Gu Qingcheng pushed everyone away.

"I'll shout one, two, three, let's move together."

"Get it."

"start!"

What about one, two, three?

Can't afford to play?

Are you a scoundrel?

Gu Qingcheng took action, Nangong Xiaoxiao followed closely and stomped on the other person's head.

Crack.

The law of true fragrance is always outdated.

It's pitiful!

So pitiful!

I originally planned to ask for an explanation and negotiate to get the Double Saint Sect to pay hundreds of millions of silver.

No matter how bad it is, it can still make about 500 million.

But what went against my wishes. Chen Bufan did not play by the rules, was bold and lawless, and he actually made such a big fight.

It's still a very insulting way of playing.

It's outrageous.

I felt sorry for Fang Zheng for three seconds, and I couldn't do it any more.

Half an hour later, Fang Zheng was forced to pull him up and brought to Chen Bufan.

Then Lin Zhiping kicked Fang Zheng's leg bend and knelt down with a thud.

I saw that he had a bruised nose and a swollen face, and he was beyond recognition, without any discernment.

When you appear in the middle of the night, someone must have thought you had encountered a ghost.

Too scary.

The nose was collapsed, the eyes were black, the mouth was covered with blood, and there were almost two slags left in the teeth.

When a person gets old, his teeth are loose. Not to mention him, even a young man in his twenties cannot withstand such destruction.

A long hole was cracked in one ear, and footprints were covered with footprints.

The hair is messy and messy, not much better than weeds.

It’s okay to say that he is a beggar, and it’s also in line with his image.

"Elder Fang, what do you think of this blow?"

Everyone:...

"Chen Bufan, you...wow!"

Halfway through, a mouthful of blood spurted out, dripping, just like I wanted to urinate, I couldn't finish it, and it dripped endlessly.
To be continued...