The young man named Zhuo Zi walked over slowly, squatted down, stretched out his two strange-long fingers and touched the neck of the man who was kicked to the ground by Zhao Fanchen. His technique was proficient. This guy looked like a martial artist, frowned, and then slowly stood up and stared at Zhao Fanchen, smiling faintly: "You are good at it! It seems that I was wrong. I didn't expect that you are also a martial artist, who can knock down Dunzi with one kick. I have never seen this before. Where are you doing this, brother?"

"He??Is he really talking about me?" Xiaofang, who was hiding behind Fang Ke'er, tremblingly, showed her head and looked at Zhuo Zi with a sharp look, and said whispering.

"Why do I feel like he is talking about uncle? Look, he has been staring at uncle!" Fang Ke'er was puzzled for a moment, and immediately figured out the key point. She suddenly exclaimed: "Oh! I understand, the kick just now was kicked by the uncle."

"If it weren't for today's incident, we might be friends, but the two little girls behind you have angered my second sister, so I can't blame me. It's just that I haven't met such a good person for a long time. I want to see what kind of ability you have. You can knock down Dunzi with one kick. In my opinion, violence cannot solve everything." Zhuo Zi walked over calmly and lit a cigarette for himself, took a sip and stared at Zhao Fanchen.

"As for it? Isn't it just being splashed with wine, or being scolded by a few ignorant little kids? This will cut off someone's hand and destroy the appearance of the girl. You are also a woman. How important a woman's appearance is to a young girl? You should know the most. If you scratch their faces, it will be equivalent to destroying their whole life." Zhao Fanchen ignored Zhuo Zi, who was staring in front of him, and glanced at his second sister sitting there.

"If a person makes a mistake, he will pay the corresponding price. I have made such a mistake before. Today I am bullying people with my power. What can you do? You are not qualified to say this to me. If you have the ability, take them away!" The second sister raised her legs and lit another cigarette. She slowly stood up and looked at the scared little girls with pale faces: "Little brat, let me know, come out and have a mess, you can't do it!"

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

At this time, in order to make up for Qiao Hai, who had made up for his merits in front of his second sister, he usually pinched soft persimmons. Besides, today it happened in the place he was covered by him. The second sister was poured with wine, so he could only find this face back by himself, so he would naturally be the one who would give the second sister an explanation.

"Brother Zhuo, how can you trouble yourself to do this little thing? Let me handle it! I promise that I won't even know the kid I'm going to beat you." Qiao Hai carefully served Zhuo Zi, and was smoking and saying good things.

Neither spoke or took the cigarette, Zhuo Zi and the strong men surrounding Zhao Fanchen all took a few steps back, freeing up space for Qiao Hai and the thugs under him.

"Brother Zhuozi thanks, brother, please drink today!" Qiao Hai was happy on his face. He was going to have a good chance to show off in front of his second sister, otherwise he would die. He stared at Zhao Fanchen and his aura immediately rose to the status of the elder brother of the Jianghu: "Damn, where the hell did you come from? Do you know that this scene is covered by me? You dare to make trouble here. I think you don't want to live anymore, so I'll leave it all for me today."

Brother Qiao looked at it carefully and found that he had never seen this person before. He probably wasn't a traitor. However, looking at his calm and composed aura, he didn't look like a good person.

"Oh no, Brother Qiao is going to get angry. This is his place. Someone dares to cause trouble. This matter is dead. Brother Qiao is a cruel character in the Tao. He is so naughty. I heard that he doesn't usually take action. Now there is a good show." The crowd around him muttered in a low voice, waiting to see Zhao Fanchen being beaten by Brother Qiao to find teeth, witnessing Brother Qiao's legend in the world.

"You're a hairy person! Do you want to stay if you want to stay?" Zhao Fanchen's eyes slanted and he smiled lightly without any fire.

"Fuck me, scold the next door, who the hell are you? You're so arrogant! The boss talks to you, so he looks down on you. If you talk to him, you have to listen obediently." Several thugs in the bars were holding on with the boss, and they became much tougher. They all got energetic and surrounded them with great momentum. The guys in their hands also lit up, ready to show their skills!

A man grinned with an evil smile: "The two girls behind him are good, pure little loli! What if they stripped naked this night?"

Before the thug could finish his words, he thumped and was kicked away by Zhao Fanchen, 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 side to hide first." Zhao Fanchen asked Fang Keer and others to go to the side, otherwise they would be afraid of hurting these two little girls if they started to take action.

Seeing this, the other thugs were stunned for a moment, and suddenly waved the guy in their hands and rushed up. One thug shouted and used his leg skills that he had been practicing for a long time. The other thugs kicked at Zhao Fanchen's head with a lightning speed and a thunderbolt. The movement was quite beautiful. It was obvious that he had practiced it at first glance, and the kung fu on his legs was also very good. At least at this height, it was very gorgeous.

Unfortunately, the person he met was Zhao Fanchen. He stretched out and grabbed the thug's high kicking ankle. Almost at the same time, Zhao Fanchen's other hand had already attacked quickly. The fingertips of the palm knife hit the inside of the thug's thigh. An extremely simple action was done, but it was practical. He just hit the thug's thigh with a palm knife. The guy cried out, lost the center of gravity, felt the base of his thigh numbness and soreness, and fell on the spot to bite.

This thug is the one who can beat Qiao Hai the most. Unexpectedly, as soon as he got started, he was beaten away by Zhao Fanchen. The younger brothers who rushed up from behind were red-eyed and swung the guy in his hand and smashed him hard. Zhao Fanchen picked up a chair next to him and threw it away, directly smashing the younger brothers who rushed over, with a chair in his hand, and Zhao Fanchen swept across the board.

The thugs under Qiao Hai all fell to the ground in a panic. The guys who hit people in their hands were thrown all over the ground. Qiao Hai, who was standing behind, was stunned. How did this fight beating? This is too cruel!

Zhuo Zi, who held his arms with his hands and a cigarette in his mouth, had a more fierce light in his eyes, seemed to have a hot urge.

The thugs under his hands who were usually very combat-effective are now all lying down, leaving Qiao Hai himself. Should he go up or go up? After gritting his teeth, Qiao Hai swept towards Zhao Fanchen with a fierce kick. When he saw Zhao Fanchen avoiding him, he was overjoyed. He glared at his eyes and shouted loudly, and began to show his leg skills. He made a seemingly spicy cheating, and his moves were sharp and he wanted to smash Zhao Fanchen's head.

Before this guy's high kick fell, Zhao Fanchen kicked him hard in the belly. Qiao Hai shrank and flew backwards, knocking several Zhang Zhuozi in front of his second sister.

"Okay! Uncle is awesome!" Fang Ke'er saw that Zhao Fanchen had only taken less than thirty seconds to solve the problem. Qiao Hai, a mighty man who usually exists like a god in the bar, and the thugs under him.

"Can I leave now?" Zhao Fanchen turned around and left without any face. Zhuo Zi behind him glared at all, shouted suddenly, and then rushed over, pressed Zhao Fanchen's shoulder, making his shoulder sink suddenly.

"If you want to leave, you have to pass this level first." Zhuo Zi's eyes burst into fierce light. His hand was strong and strong, and he steadily pressed Zhao Fanchen's shoulder.

"Then I will knock you down!" Everyone has been bullied. If Zhao Fanchen still insists on not fighting back, it would be a bit unreasonable.

After pulling away, Zhao Fanchen's body was slippery like a loach, slipping out of Zhuo Zi's hand. At the same time, his elbow had already hit back hard, and fell to Zhuo Zi's chest, and directly forced Zhuo Zi back with one punch.

"Good skills! Come again!" Zhuo Zi's eyes became even hotter. He stepped on the ground with his feet. He rushed over like a saber. This time, his hands were all out, and they all steadily pressed Zhao Fanchen's shoulders. One leg was tied to Zhao Fanchen's legs, trying to throw him out. To be honest, Zhuo Zi's ability to put his hands on is indeed very good, but it was a bit worse than Zhao Fanchen's powerful skill in stance in the snow in winter.

Zhuo Zi's legs could not lock Zhao Fanchen's legs at all. Zhao Fanchen's knees had already been pushed up. Zhuo Zi hurriedly pulled his elbow back to defend and blocked Zhao Fanchen's knees. In this way, his chest was naturally empty and his hands had left Zhao Fanchen's shoulders. In this way, Zhao Fanchen naturally had an opportunity to take advantage of it. His fist hit Zhuo Zi's chest very fast. Zhuo Zi was hit by the raindrops in his chest. Finally, Zhao Fanchen made up another kick. Zhuo Zi staggered out dozens of steps, knocking the four strong men behind him to the ground, and barely removing the huge force. He felt a violent qi and blood surge in his chest, his face turned red, and his throat became sweet, and he forced him down.
Chapter completed!