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"Kneel down!"
"Climb over here!"
Dozens of Wu family thugs on both sides also shouted.
"Do you want to play with meat on a hob?"
Seeing this, Lu Fan understood the situation and laughed disdainfully: "You are indeed a good dog raised by the Ma family. You will learn what they do."
"It's a pity that you, Wu Nanyou, are not Ma Tianming. I'm afraid you can't afford this hob meat."
Ever since Wu Nanyou saw how Ma Tianming almost killed Zhong Boyong and Kong Zhuyin by using a hob to cut meat, he had been eager to try this method on Lu Fan.
He had been worrying about not having a chance recently, but he didn't expect that Lu Fan would come to his door so soon.
"I'm telling you, if you want to see my father and get the blind stone dragon, just get over here!"
"Otherwise, you will never get anything in your life."
"And that old guy, just wait for me to die!" Seeing that Lu Fan was unmoved, Wu Nanyou immediately threatened him more fiercely.
"It's impossible to get out."
Lu Fan glanced at the thugs standing on both sides, waiting: "But if you walk over, I'm quite interested..."
"Well, if I can get out of all your subordinates intact, how about you let me go see your father to discuss the matter of the blind stone dragon?"
Before he finished speaking, Liu Qingqing nervously held his hand: "Brother Lu, don't..."
She knew that Lu Fan was also recovering from a serious injury. Before, he furiously killed the great master Chen Tianpeng on the river beach, and was attacked by an explosion at Gu He's villa. He dragged his crippled body and ran for dozens of miles, chasing Ouyang Honghai, Meng Tianzun and others.
Falling from a height of 100 meters again...
This series of experiences are not enough to support him to take risks ahead.
"Wu Nanyou, the one who humiliated you was my Liu family and has nothing to do with Lu Fan."
"If I want to leave, it's my turn. This has nothing to do with Lu Fan!"
Liu Qingqing's pretty face was covered with frost, and her eyes looking at Wu Nanyou were also filled with anger.
"Haha, it's already here, and you're still playing tricks on me?"
Wu Nanyou suddenly roared ferociously: "Let me tell you, the more you behave like this, the more miserable I will make him die!"
"Lu Fan, get here here, or wait for that old guy and hurt him to death!"
Liu Qingqing's completely different attitude towards the two people completely stung Wu Nanyou's self-esteem.
He is the eldest son of the Wu family and the proud son of the emperor. How could he be humiliated twice in the hands of a useless man?
Under Wu Nanyou's resentful gaze, Lu Fan gently opened Liu Qingqing's hand and comforted him with a smile: "It's okay, you'll be fine soon."
He glanced at the group of Wu family thugs in front of him, who had already held various murderous weapons in their hands, staring coldly at him, took a breath, and walked forward.
"If you dare to humiliate my young master, you must die!"
The moment Lu Fan stepped into the bluestone steps, a vicious voice suddenly sounded in his ears!
Suddenly! A black shadow suddenly swung up, creating an afterimage in the dark light, and hit Lu Fan's kneecap hard!
"Crack!"
A creepy explosion suddenly sounded over the courtyard!
"ah!"
Then, there was a shrill scream like a ghost howling!
Wu Nanyou's proud smile turned stiff and stiff at this moment.
His eyes widened, and he looked at the subordinate who fell to the ground, rolling with his legs and wailing, as if he had seen a ghost, and his mind went blank...
"What, what's going on? How did the iron rod hit his own knee?"
"Why did he hit himself? Who saw what just happened? What happened?"
This subordinate was one of his most important thugs when he came to power.
Infinitely powerful!
Swinging a stick with one hand can easily break a steel pipe!
But just now, under his nose, Wu Nanyou even saw him secretly drawing a stick and about to smash Lu Fan's kneecap!
But why would the iron rod hit his own knee in the next second?!
Everyone could clearly hear the sound of bones exploding. He had clearly broken his kneecaps. He was kneeling on the ground at this moment, without even the strength to get up.
Lu Fan put his hands behind his back and looked at the wailing thugs at his feet calmly.
He had long noticed this guy who looked strange, and even noticed that his arms were much thicker than ordinary people.
This is an intuitive manifestation of the tilt of the body's strength in a certain part. If it were an ordinary person, just one blow would probably cause the kneecap to be shattered.
Even he himself, if he didn't take any precautions, would be beaten to the ground by this stick, and it would be difficult to get up again.
