That roar, like thunder from the sky, exploded in the ears of the bald man and the others.
The bald man's big hand that was originally raised high in the air paused subconsciously, and an unprecedented sense of fear surged into his heart, as if he was being targeted by some wild beast.
The next moment, he felt a strong wind coming from behind him.
Then, a figure appeared out of thin air between him and Song Wanqing.
Looking closely, he saw a young man of 17 or 18 years old, tall and tall, with extraordinary momentum, but he couldn't hide the childishness on his face. He looked like a high school student at best.
"call……"
At this time, the bald man breathed a sigh of relief and relaxed.
In his opinion, the guy in front of him was just a boy with no hair on his head. At best, his voice was a bit loud, which scared him.
But now, there are more than ten brothers beside him, and one punch from each one is enough to knock this kid down.
Upon thinking of this, a cruel look flashed across the bald man's face, and he gritted his teeth and said:
"Hmph...boy, you dare to destroy me just by opening your mouth. Do you know who I am, Brother Xiong? I don't know where I came from. I want to imitate other heroes and save the beautiful, but I don't think about whether I have the ability! Don't
When the time came, the beauty failed to save her, and instead she was beaten in!"
As he said that, the bald man laughed sinisterly again, and the group of young men around him were also gearing up, as if they were going to fight Ye Fan just waiting for his order.
At this time, Song Wanqing also came to her senses. When she saw clearly the appearance of the person in front of her, she let out an incredible exclamation:
"Ye...Ye Fan? Why are you here?!"
In addition to surprise, her tone was filled with joy, as if a drowning person had seen a life-saving straw and subconsciously moved closer to Mark, squeezing the corner of his clothes with her slender hands.
Ye Fan smiled slightly when he saw this, and said in a deep voice: "Classmate Wanqing, I just passed by here, and I happened to see this bald man with evil intentions towards you, so I rushed over! We... haven't seen each other for a long time..."
"Yes! It has been almost three years since I graduated from junior high school!" Song Wanqing replied in a low voice.
"Uh... you are still as beautiful as before!" Looking at the pretty face so close, Ye Fan blurted out subconsciously.
"Ah? Oh...thank you..."
Upon hearing this sudden compliment, Song Wanqing's pretty face suddenly became covered with a touch of red clouds, like peach blossoms in March, which was really beautiful.
…
The two of them were reminiscing about old times, as if they completely ignored the current environment, and completely forgot about the bald man and others next to them.
Seeing this scene, the bald man felt furious and thought to himself:
Damn it!
What is going on? I am also a bully after all. These two guys ignore me so much. How can I be shameless?
At the thought of this, the veins on the bald man's forehead throbbed, and he roared fiercely at Ye Fan and Song Wanqing:
"Hmph... So you two know each other, so you must be old friends, right? How dare you flirt in front of me, you are so tired of living, aren't you?"
As soon as these words came out, Song Wanqing's face turned pale, she was withdrawn from the joy of meeting again after a long separation, shuddered subconsciously, and retreated behind Mark.
At this time, Ye Fan raised his eyebrows slightly, looking surprised, and said: "Eh? Why are you still here? I gave you so long to escape! If you don't escape, don't blame me for being rude.
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"Escape?"
Hearing Ye Fan's words, the bald man was stunned for a moment, and then burst out laughing as if he had heard some big joke:
"Ah ha ha ha... brat, are you kidding me? Who do you think you are, Bruce Lee or Ip Man?"
On the other side, his group of younger brothers also ridiculed unscrupulously: "Humph... He is just a weakling, but he still dares to be rude to us? I have seen people who show off, but I have never seen anyone who shows off like this!
"
"Brother Xiong, in my opinion, this guy probably just ran out of the mental hospital!"
"Haha... How about we just give him some color and see if he loses an arm or breaks a leg!"
Hearing these words, the bald man laughed fiercely and said: "Haha... Since this kid is ignorant, let's kill him first, and then take that little girl back. We brothers will have a good time!"
As soon as he finished speaking, the bald man raised his fist as big as a casserole and smashed it towards Ye Fan's face. His momentum was like a rainbow and his fist was powerful.
Although the bald man has never learned any kung fu, he fights a lot on weekdays, and his strength is much greater than that of ordinary people!
If he had been hit by this punch, his head would have been bloody and his nose would have been broken.
…
"Ah...be careful!"
Song Wanqing behind Ye Fan exclaimed.
At this moment, the bald man's fist was only a dozen centimeters away from Ye Fan's face, but Ye Fan still stood there, motionless.
From the bald man's point of view, it was obvious that he was frightened out of his wits, so he stood there unable to move.
Song Wanqing, on the other hand, was so frightened that her face turned pale and she closed her eyes in fear.
Originally, she was overjoyed to meet Ye Fan again here, but dragging Ye Fan down because of herself made her feel unprecedentedly guilty.
She seemed to have seen the next moment, Ye Fan was knocked to the ground.
However, one second, two seconds, three seconds...
A full dozen seconds passed, and the venue was still silent.
Ye Fan's cry of pain, which Song Wanqing expected, did not sound.
Could it be that...he was knocked unconscious directly?
Thinking of this, Song Wanqing slowly opened her eyes.
But the next moment, her pupils suddenly shrank into needle-like shapes, as if she had seen some incredible scene, and her mouth opened into an "O" shape.
In front of her, the bald man still maintained his punching posture, but his iron fist as big as a casserole was only a few centimeters away from Ye Fan's face, but it was difficult to make an inch forward.
It was as if a high-speed train suddenly hit a copper wall and an iron wall. It was indescribably weird!
But it was only Ye Fan's right index finger that resisted his iron fist.
Ye Fan's slender index finger and the bald man's casserole-sized fist formed a sharp contrast, and there was no comparison at all.
However, at this moment, the facial features on the bald man's face were distorted, as if he was suffering from great pain.
The bald man's heart also stirred up a storm, and he was beyond surprised.
You know, in that punch just now, he used 100% of his strength, preparing to knock Ye Fan out directly.
Unexpectedly, Ye Fan's understatement was like a towering mountain, making it difficult for him to shake.
…
At this moment, Ye Fan raised the corners of his mouth slightly, forming a strange smile, and said lightly: "I just gave you a chance to escape! Since you don't cherish it, don't blame me for being rude!"
As soon as these words came out, the bald man subconsciously felt a sense of crisis and wanted to punch back, but in the end it was a step too late.
Suddenly, Ye Fan flicked his finger and hit the bald man's right fist with his right index finger.
"boom!"
The fists and fingers intertwined, and a deafening sound came out.
The bald man only felt a terrifying force burst out from Ye Fan's fingertips.
The next moment, he flew upside down like a kite with its string broken, seven to eight meters, and collapsed on the ground. The back of his right hand was twisted, and his bones were broken by Ye Fan's snap of his fingers.
"Ahhhh..."
The intense pain caused the bald man to let out a wailing scream.
"Brother Xiong! Are you okay?"
Seeing this scene, the group of boys rushed towards him one after another.
"You losers, hurry up and kill this kid!" The bald man looked at Ye Fan and said through gritted teeth.
"this……"
Upon hearing this name, the group of young brothers stood still and looked at each other in shock.
They had already witnessed Ye Fan's terror just now. With just a flick of his finger, a bald man weighing more than 200 kilograms was launched seven or eight meters away.
Under such circumstances, they would not dare to easily provoke this extremely vicious man!
"Damn it! What are you doing here?"
The bald man cursed loudly: "A dozen of you together can't beat that kid! Whoever destroys this kid will not only get to enjoy that chick first, but I will also pay a reward of 200,000 out of my own pocket!"
When they heard "two hundred thousand", the eyes of those gangsters lit up. They were just hooligans, beings at the bottom of the food chain.
The boss above eats meat, they can only drink some soup, and they don’t have much money in a month!
So two hundred thousand is already a huge sum of money to them!
What's more, the bald man's words also reminded them.
No matter how strong Ye Fan is, there is only one person!
It's hard for two fists to beat four hands. With so many of them together, they can't beat a young boy, right?
Thinking of this, the dozen gangsters rushed towards Ye Fan.
Just when Ye Fan was about to knock them down with thunder, the little Suzaku in his pocket suddenly flew out and flew towards the gangsters.