The young man named Zhuo Zi walked over slowly, squatted down, stretched out two unusually long fingers and touched the neck of the man who was kicked to the ground and twitching by Zhao Fanchen. His technique was skillful. This guy looked like a practitioner at first sight.

Zi, frowned, then slowly stood up and stared at Zhao Fanchen, with a faint smile: "You are pretty good! It seems that I made a mistake. I didn't expect that you are also a practitioner and can make mistakes with just one kick."

I've never seen a person put down before, brother, where did you hang out?"

"He...is he really talking about me?" Xiaofang, who was hiding behind Fang Ke'er, tremblingly exposed her head and glanced at Zhuo Zi, who had a sharp gaze, and whispered.

"Why do I feel like he is talking about uncle? You see he keeps staring at uncle!" Fang Keer was confused for a moment and immediately understood the key point. She suddenly exclaimed: "Oh! I

I understand, that kick just now was done by my uncle."

"If nothing like what happened today, we might be friends, but the two little girls behind you have angered the second sister, so you can't blame me. It just so happens that I haven't met anyone with such good skills in a long time.

Now, I want to see what you are capable of. You can knock down Dunzi with just one kick. In my opinion, violence cannot solve everything." Zhuo Zi walked over calmly, lit a cigarette for himself, and smoked it.

He narrowed his eyes and stared at Zhao Fanchen.

"As for that? Isn't it just that I was splashed with wine? Isn't it just that I was scolded by a few ignorant brats? Now I have to cut off someone's hand and ruin their little girl's face. You are also a woman, a

You should know best how important a woman's appearance is to a young girl. If you cut a knife on their face, it is equivalent to ruining their life." Zhao Fanchen ignored Zhuo Zi who was staring at him eagerly.

, and glanced at the second sister sitting there.

"When people make mistakes, they have to pay the corresponding price. I have made such mistakes before. Today I just bullied others. What can you do? You are not qualified to say this to me. If you have the ability, just take them all away.

Ah!" The second sister crossed her legs and lit another cigarette. She slowly stood up and looked at the frightened little sisters who turned pale: "Little brat, listen to me and come out.

Damn it, you can’t do it!”

There is no point in saying anything now. It seems that only fighting can solve the problem. Zhao Fanchen has always understood the truth that although simple violence cannot solve everything, it can solve a person.

At this time, in order to get Qiao Hai to make up for his merits in front of the second sister, he was usually the one who made the weak point. Besides, today the incident happened in the place where he was protecting the second sister. The second sister was poured with wine.

, so he can only give an explanation to the second sister if he regains this face himself, so naturally he will be responsible for the next beating.

"Brother Zhuo, how can I trouble you to do such a trivial matter yourself? Leave it to me! I guarantee that the kid I'll beat won't even know his mother by then." Qiao Hai waited on Zhuo Zi carefully, and then

He smokes cigarettes and says nice things.

Without speaking or answering cigarettes, Zhuo Zi and the strong men surrounding Zhao Fanchen took a few steps back to make room for Qiao Hai and his thugs.

"Thank you, Brother Zhuo Zi. I'll treat you to a drink today!" Qiao Hai's face was filled with joy. He just had a good chance to show off in front of his second sister, otherwise he would be dead. He stared at Zhao Fanchen, and his aura immediately rose to

The status of the eldest brother in the world is over: "Damn it, where did you get this fucking green onion from? Do you know that I am behind this situation? You still dare to make trouble here, I think you don't want to live anymore,

Leave them all to me now."

Brother Qiao looked at him carefully. He seemed to have never seen this person before, so he probably wasn't a gangster. However, looking at his calm and composed aura, he didn't seem to be a good person at all.

"Oh no, Brother Qiao is going to be ruthless. This is his place. If anyone dares to cause trouble, the matter is doomed. Brother Qiao is a ruthless character on the road, with evil intentions? I heard that he usually doesn't take any action.

Yes, there is something good to watch now." The crowd watching the excitement murmured in a low voice, waiting to see Zhao Fanchen beaten to pieces by Brother Qiao and witness Brother Qiao's legend in the world.

"You're nothing! Are you going to stay if you say you're going to stay?" Zhao Fanchen squinted his eyes and smiled tepidly.

"Holy shit, I scolded the guy next door. Who the hell are you? You're so stupid! When our boss talks to you, he thinks highly of you. You have to listen obediently when the boss talks." Some thugs in the bar said.

The boss held up the scene and suddenly became much more aggressive. Everyone was full of energy and energy, and they surrounded him aggressively. The guys in their hands were all revealed, ready to show off their skills!

An evil-looking man grinned: "The two girls behind him are pretty good, innocent little lolita! What if we strip naked tonight?"

Before the thug finished speaking, he was kicked out by Zhao Fanchen with a bang, and he lay flat on the ground. The guy in his hand was thrown aside, and he didn't even have time to hum.

"You two go to the edge and hide for a while." Zhao Fanchen asked Fang Ke'er and two people to go to the edge, otherwise they would use their hands to avoid hurting these two little girls.

When the other thugs saw this, they were stunned for a moment. They immediately rushed forward with the weapons in their hands waving their hands in anger. One of the thugs shouted loudly and used the leg skills he had practiced for a long time. A high hanging kick was as fast as lightning.

He kicked Zhao Fanchen in the head with great force. The movement was quite beautiful. It looked like he had practiced it before. Moreover, the kung fu on his legs was also very good. At least it was very gorgeous at this height.

But it was a pity that the person he met was Zhao Fanchen. He stretched out his hand and grabbed the ankle of the thug's high kick. Almost at the same time, Zhao Fanchen's other hand launched a swift attack.

When he came out, the fingertip of the palm knife hit the thug's inner thigh hard. It was an extremely simple action, but it was feasible. He just hit the thug on the thigh with the palm knife, and the guy let out a scream.

, I lost my center of gravity, felt the roots of my thighs numb and sore, and fell down on the spot.

This thug was the best among Qiao Hai's men. Unexpectedly, as soon as he got started, he was knocked away by Zhao Fanchen. The few boys who rushed behind him were all red-eyed, and they swung the guy in their hands and smashed it.

Zhao Fanchen picked up a chair next to him and smashed it, smashing the faces of several younger brothers who rushed towards him. With a chair in his hand, Zhao Fanchen swept away all of them.

All the thugs under Qiao Hai fell to the ground with a crash, and the thugs in their hands were thrown all over the floor. Qiao Hai, who was standing behind, was dumbfounded. How did this fight happen?

It’s too cruel!

Next to him, Zhuo Zi, who was holding his arms with both hands and holding a cigarette in his mouth, had an even fiercer look in his eyes, as if he had a burning impulse.

All the thugs under him who were usually very capable were now on the ground, leaving only Qiao Hai himself. Should he go up or down? With the final grit of his teeth, Qiao Hai swept towards Zhao Fanchen with a ferocious spinning kick.

Seeing that Zhao Fanchen had avoided it, he was immediately overjoyed. His eyes widened, he shouted loudly, and began to show off his leg skills. He made a seemingly spicy split, and he tried to hit Zhao Fanchen's head with such sharp moves.

smash.

Before the guy's high kick could land, Zhao Fanchen kicked him hard on the abdomen. Qiao Hai shrank and flew backwards, knocking over several people in front of the second sister.

Zhang Zhuozi.

"Okay! That's cool, uncle!" Fang Keer saw that Zhao Fanchen took less than thirty seconds to deal with Qiao Hai, a mighty man who usually existed like a god in the bar, and his thugs.

"Can I leave now?" Zhao Fanchen turned around and left without giving any face. Zhuo Zi behind him glared, shouted, and rushed over, holding Zhao Fanchen's shoulders and letting his shoulders go.

I couldn't help but sink suddenly.

"If you want to leave, you have to get through me first." Zhuo Zi's eyes flashed fiercely, and his hand was strong and heavy, firmly holding Zhao Fanchen's shoulder.

"Then I'll beat you down!" Everyone has been bullied to the extreme. If Zhao Fanchen still endures and doesn't fight back now, it would be really outrageous.

As soon as he pulled away, Zhao Fanchen's body was as slippery as a loach, and he slipped out of Zhuo Zi's hand. At the same time, his elbow had been violently kicked back, and he fell towards Zhuo Zi's chest, punching directly

He forced Zhuo Zi back.

"Good skill! Come again!" Zhuo Zi's eyes became even more intense. He stepped hard on the ground and his whole body was like a saber. He pounced over. This time, his hands came out and pressed firmly.

He grabbed Zhao Fanchen's shoulders, and even wrapped one leg around Zhao Fanchen's legs, trying to throw him away. To be honest, Zhuo Zi's kicking skills were indeed very good, but compared to Zhao Fanchen's digging in the snow in winter.

Ma Bu's strong kung fu is a bit lacking.

Zhuo Zi's legs couldn't lock Zhao Fanchen's legs at all, and Zhao Fanchen's knees were already pushing up. Zhuo Zi hurriedly pulled his elbows to defend, blocking Zhao Fanchen's knees. This left his chest naturally empty, and his hands

has left Zhao Fanchen's shoulder. In this way, Zhao Fanchen naturally had the opportunity to take advantage of it. His fist hit Zhuo Zi's chest very quickly. Zhuo Zi was hit by the fist like raindrops on the chest. Finally, Zhao Fanchen

Fanchen added another kick, and Zhuo Zi staggered out for dozens of steps, knocking the four strong men behind him who wanted to follow him to the ground, and then he could barely release the huge force and felt a sharp pain in his chest.

His blood surged, his face turned red, and his throat felt sweet, but he suppressed it forcefully.
Chapter completed!