Many of these black people living in the country are black households and do not have any identity registration.
Today, he is committing crimes in Guangzhou, and tomorrow he may appear in Shangjing, thousands of miles away, or even in Southeast Asia and South America...
They are like rats scurrying in the sewers. You have no idea where they are and it is impossible to catch them.
After all, no matter how strong the elephant is, it is difficult to accurately trample an ant to death.
Ma Zicong turned pale and said in a trembling voice: "You, you can't kill me, I can give you money, no matter how much you want, I can give it to you!"
"Haha, I don't want the money, I just think your woman should be very good to play with..."
The bald black man pulled Yuan Linlin over, held her sexy and soft body wrapped in a white silk skirt tightly in his arms.
Yuan Linlin's pretty face turned pale, and her whole body was trembling, but she didn't dare to resist at all.
"This one is even better."
The bald black man suddenly saw Liu Yingying, his eyes lit up, and he grabbed Liu Yingying with his big hand.
"Crack!"
Lu Fan casually raised his hand, grabbed the bald black man's wrist, broke it in the opposite direction, and kicked him out with a harsh sound of bone cracking.
"ah!"
The bald black man screamed and flew backwards, frightening everyone around him to scream.
The hand of the bald black man was directly broken off, and the skin was hanging limply on his arm. His face lost all color in pain, and he fell to the ground screaming.
"You low-class Chinese dare to attack Bao Sen. Kill him to avenge Bao Sen!"
"kill!"
With a roar, a dozen burly foreign men rushed towards Lu Fan.
The lights were dim and the figures were flickering. Yuan Linlin and the others could not clearly see Lu Fan's figure, let alone how Lu Fan fought back.
Just seeing the people who were besieging them fall down one after another, each one screaming like a slaughtered pig, made the onlookers look horrified and subconsciously step back.
Liu Yingying's face was calm, without any disturbance.
In the midst of the lightning and flint, a dozen tough foreign men were all lying on the ground.
Cut off hands and feet.
Lu Fan, on the other hand, looked calm as he passed by thousands of flowers without a single leaf touching him.
The white-haired foreigner was the only one left. A look of sinisterness flashed through his blue eyes, and his aura surged. He stepped out and rushed in front of Lu Fan in an instant.
The dragon head tattoo on the neck is extremely eye-catching, like an evil dragon showing its majesty and poisoning all living beings!
"If you dare to destroy the canine teeth that I worked so hard to find, you can die!"
The white-haired foreigner roared angrily, and with a thunderous fist, he hit Lu Fan directly in the face!
"boom!"
The fist wind was extremely fierce, mixed with thunder in the air, and erupted with a thunder-like muffled sound. The force of thousands of jun was tilted out, enough to smash through the steel plate and shatter the rock!
Liu Yingying subconsciously shouted: "Mr. Lu, be careful!"
"snort."
Just when the heavy fist was about to hit Lu Fan's face, Lu Fan snorted coldly and slowly stretched out a palm...
One grip!
"boom!"
A heavy muffled sound!
The white-haired foreigner, who was about to smash his opponent's head into pieces with a huge force, suddenly froze, his charging body stopped abruptly, and the ferocious smile on his face froze instantly!
"Why, how could this happen..."
He poured all his strength into the heavy punch, but was caught by Lu Fan. The huge force was like a stone sinking into the sea, disappearing without a trace, and he himself was like being shaken by Mount Tai, unable to move at all.
Lu Fan still didn't move, he just clenched the five fingers of the giant fist, suddenly exerted force, and squeezed it!
"Crack!"
A series of bone-breaking sounds that made one's hair stand on end, burst out from the white-haired foreigner's clenched fists!
"ah!"
The severe pain completely distorted the white-haired foreigner's face!
He opened his mouth wide and let out a heart-rending scream.
However, the fist that was exploding seemed to be welded to Lu Fan's palm, unable to move at all. He watched helplessly as the punch that he was famous for was shattering in the opponent's hand, and the bone stubble pierced the surface of the skin,
White bones are exposed, blood flows freely, and the meridians are shattered!
"boom!"
The white-haired foreigner was kicked away by Lu Fan.
"A mere dragon dares to make noise. You are overestimating your own abilities."
The white-haired foreigner groaned and fell straight away. He fell to the ground with a face full of pain. The severe pain caused by the punch had completely made him lose his ability to think. Since he entered the half-step master realm, he has never been able to think.
He had never suffered such a brutal defeat, his giant fist was shattered, and even if he could be cured in the future, he would still be no different from a cripple.
The most important thing is that this person actually knows his identity.
This is the first time Dragon Temple has entered Jinling. How could someone see through his identity at a glance and know that he is a dragon?!
