Chapter 450 Is Xiao Zhenren also able to lower his head?
"ah……"
A few natives didn't know the reason. Seeing Fan Le coming step by step, his eyes were filled with blood, which was obviously not good for them. The natives couldn't bear it anymore, and threw it away and didn't fight back.
Huang Yonghui, who was strong, rolled up his sleeves and rushed towards Fan Le.
It’s better to start first!
Indigenous people are not educated, but they also understand the most basic "principles of war".
Of course, understanding the principles of war is one thing, and whether you have the strength to win is another thing.
In terms of individual combat effectiveness, the indigenous people are indeed a little stronger than the local Chinese. After all, most Chinese have received higher education and are civilized people; while the local natives are unreliable barbarians. These indigenous people are thin and dry,
But it is very flexible and makes up for the shortcomings of insufficient strength. What is particularly important is that it is unreasonable and fearless.
As the saying goes, those who are arrogant are afraid of being stunned, and those who are stunned are afraid of being desperate.
But unfortunately, these lifeless indigenous people met Fan Le.
The direct descendant of the "Innate Mysterious Kung Fu" of the Longmen Sect.
"ah……"
A shrill scream was first heard. Not to mention that it spread throughout the underground parking lot, at least half of the parking lot could be heard, and people were so traumatized that they were so heartbroken.
The first native man who fought with Fan Le fell down with his lower body, curled up like a shrimp, and his screams soon turned into a low "shenyin", with a thin and dark body.
Holding the twitch, white foam in my mouth was about to come out.
From afar, Ji Qingsha couldn't help but frown slightly. She was both angry and funny.
The "Innate Mysterious Art" of the Longmen Sect is the authentic inheritance of the Taoist sect and has a long history. The martial arts it has been passed down from generation to generation. When did there be such a sinister "trick"?
"Let him vent his anger!"
Xiao Fan smiled and said.
Fan Le has been holding back this tone for several years. Although these natives are not the culprits, they are not lucky and foolishly hit Fan Le's gun, which is really a desperate attempt.
Immediately afterwards, a harsh sound of bone cracks came out, and the second indigenous man fell to the ground, twisting his hands into strange shapes. Under normal circumstances, it is impossible for a person with a little medical knowledge to twist his arms at a glance.
It can be seen that the bones on the arms of this native man have been broken. It is not an ordinary fracture, but broken into pieces.
The third native people's flying feet are quite agile.
Then, with a shocking howl, his legs had the "inner horoscope" and turned into "outer horoscope", just like the first indigenous man. The howl of this indigenous man did not last long, and he was in an instant.
It turned into "shenyin", the voice weakened at an astonishing speed, and the whole person was lying there, twitching.
The fourth indigenous man finally realized that something was wrong and wanted to stop his rushing forward and then ran away.
The person in front of him is obviously not something that human power can fight against. Perhaps, he is not an individual at all!
Unfortunately, in the end, this native man did not practice the masterly martial arts. He rushed forward too fast, and suddenly it was almost impossible to brake in the middle and turn around and escape.
Fan Le would not give him such a chance.
Then, Lin Chengduo, who was stunned, watched the thin and dry body of the native man suddenly flew into the sky, like a toy doll, kicked for half a day, and fell to the ground with a "click" sound, and then stopped moving, for half a sound.
There was no time to yell.
This series of actions seemed dazzled, but in fact it was completed in a very short time. After the four natives became half dead, Lin Chengduo's mouth was still open, and his saliva flowed downwards.
, unaware of it.
After cleaning up a few natives, Fan Le slowly walked forward and slowly came to Lin Chengduo.
Lin Chengduo came to his senses and quickly let go of Fan Ling's hair that he had been holding tightly. He could no longer hold on. He bent his knees and knelt down with a "thump" sound, and knocked to Fan Le desperately.
The forehead touches the concrete floor, and the "dongdong" sounds.
"Young Master, you are a lot of masters. You spare me and spare the life of this villain... Please, spare me... I am a beast, I am worse than a pig or dog, and I will never dare again..."
For the first time in so many years, Lin Chengduo felt that the god of death was so close to him, and almost stood in front of him with a sharp sickle.
Immediately afterwards, Lin Chengduo felt his head sinking, and a huge force suddenly pressed down. His head hit the floor with lightning speed. With a dull sound, Lin Chengduo's eyes went black.
, almost fainted.
In an instant, tears and snot emerged.
Fan Le's big feet in leather shoes stepped directly on the back of his head.
"Second brother, is it really you?"
Frightened too much, Fan Ling, who had been slumped on Huang Yonghui, finally raised her head, looked at Fan Le, and asked with a ate in her mouth, but her face showed a look of doubt.
As early as a few years ago, after Fan Le suddenly disappeared, he searched for him for a long time without any results. Everyone inferred that Fan Le must be no longer alive, and only a few close relatives, such as Fan Ling, refused to believe it completely.
I have to see people alive and die, and I have to see corpses." I have not seen the corpse with my own eyes, and I can't believe that Fan Le is really gone.
This is also the most fundamental reason why Fan Ling's father and Fan Le's cousin have never convinced Fan Ying.
Fan Le is the true heir of the Fan family, and Fan Ying is nothing!
"It's me. Lingling, stand up!"
With eyes facing each other, Fan Le's cruel gaze gradually softened, and his blood-red eyes gradually returned to normal.
"Second brother, it's really you..."
Fan Ling cheered, and instantly forgot the severe pain in her ankle. She stood up suddenly, threw herself into Fan Le's arms, hugged him and cried. The tears poured down without any hindrance, and her body kept trembling.
Fan Le, who had always been cold-faced, also showed his true feelings at this moment, gently patting his sister's back and comforting him with a clumsy mouth.
The second young master of the Huang family, who was knocked to the ground by several indigenous people, finally struggled to stand up, but his nose was swollen and in a mess. The second young master of Huang really had no experience in fighting with others, and had no defensive ability at all.
In a moment, I was beaten up badly.
"You, you are...hiss..."
As soon as Huang Yonghui spoke, he immediately affected his injuries. He grinned in pain and kept sucking cold.
Fan Le couldn't help but smile softly, then calmed her smile, took out a piece of packaging wet wipes from her pocket, threw them to Huang Yonghui, and said coldly: "Wipe."
“Hey…”
Huang Yonghui hurriedly took the wet wipes and gently wiped them on the corner of his mouth and face, with a constant "hissing" sound.
Tonight, Mr. Huang suffered a lot.
"Young Master..."
Lin Chengduo, who was firmly stepped on by Fan Le's big foot, had his whole face slanted on the floor. He felt that he had more breathing and less breathing, and he might not be able to withstand at any time. He had to use all his strength and hoarsely
He shouted.
I would like to remind Fan Le that you are still stepping on a living person!
"Lin Chengduo, your dog is so brave!"
Fan Le sneered, and added three more points of strength to his feet. Lin Chengduo lay there, waving his hands randomly, and how could he speak.
"Fan Le, be more straightforward."
Ji Qingsha and Xiao Fan both came over and said with a frown.
After all, this is the underground parking lot of the Golden Coast Hotel. Although it is already late at night, there is no guarantee that no one will come at all. If someone sees this scene and calls the police, things will be a bit troublesome and you must make a quick decision.
What should I care about with such a despicable villain? Since I have exposed my identity, I will kill it directly, so as to save me from having too many dreams.
"Um."
Fan Le nodded, indicating that he understood Ji Qingsha's meaning. When the muscles on his feet tightened, he planned to add a little more force to directly break Lin Chengduo's neck and take his life.
"Wait a moment."
Xiao Fan suddenly spoke.
Fan Le and Ji Qingsha both looked over.
"Let him stand up."
Xiao Fan said softly, but his tone was unquestionable.
Without thinking, Fan Le immediately let go of his big feet, bent down, grabbed Lin Chengduo's clothes and picked him up. Fan Le's ape's arms and beehive waist, and was far taller than Lin Chengduo, condescending, like an eagle catching a chicken
Generally, it is effortless to pick up Lin Chengduo.
Lin Chengduo had already had a bruised and swollen face, and his black face was twisted and deformed. He stood up straight and nodded and bowed to Xiao Fan, shouting and shouting: "Sir, please spare me, spare me..."
Xiao Fan flipped his wrist and found a piece of yellow talisman paper in his hand, with dazzling blood. He used blood-red cinnabar to draw a pattern that no one could understand.
"No, no, sir, no, no..."
As soon as he saw this kind of talisman, Lin Chengduo's eyes showed a look of horror and couldn't help but retreat.
Fan Le held his neck and exerted a little force. Lin Chengduo suddenly felt like he was stuck to the ground and could no longer move.
"Open your mouth!"
Xiao Fan ignored his horror and said calmly.
"Sir, please spare me, spare me, I will never dare to do it again, no..."
Then there was no sound, but it turned out that Fan Le stretched out his hand and pinched his jaw, and had to open his mouth wide, his eyes becoming more and more terrified.
Xiao Fan stretched out his left hand and drew two fingers on the talisman a few times, muttering something in his mouth, and saw a flash of fire, and the talisman in Xiao Fan suddenly started to burn. Xiao Fan stretched out his hand, and the burning talisman suddenly
It stuffed it into Lin Chengduo's mouth. Fan Le raised his palm with his lower jaw and closed Lin Chengduo's mouth, his eyes rolled white and his whole body twitched.
"disease!"
Xiao Fan's face was solemn, and he shouted softly, and his two fingers in his right hand suddenly poked out, pointing to Lin Chengduo's eyebrows.
Lin Chengduo was shocked and stood there blankly, motionless.
"Surrender, you are the surrender..."
After a long time, Lin Chengduo trembled and whispered in a low voice. The sound was filled with horror and despair. If Fan Le had not been firmly holding his neck, he would have been unable to stand firm.