Ye Jifan is now in his 7th grade, and Fanjing has initially entered the rank of lower-class lice※. Although the inner energy cannot be sprayed out directly, a little bit of it can be mixed with the wind from the pores of the meridians.
It can be applied, and the internal energy is quite sharp, just like scraping with a knife and pricking with a needle.
"Call
Snap!"
Like a fast cannonball, the long-haired Comrade Feng Ba fell directly in front of Ye Fan from the air with a sound of "vomit" under the silent destruction of Ye Fan's powerful fingers.
Under the influence of inertia, the animal also performed a cool dog-gnawing mud move and turned around to roll over, and then howled miserably while holding the calf bone that was directly broken by Ye Fan's yin hand.
"Well! Brother, what's going on? For no reason, you bowed down to me directly. If you didn't think it was enough, you would come again, so you rolled around. I'm a poor guy, I don't have a red envelope in my wallet, I'm sorry!
"
Comrade Ye Fan shrugged and pretended to be embarrassed and said to Feng Ba who was howling miserably underground.
There was a look of confusion on his face, his eyes were rolling as if he didn't know what was going on, and he was looking around in a circle. It was quite realistic.
Lu Wei and Qi Tian Zhang Qiang, who were standing aside, were muttering to themselves: "What a master of pretense, a fifth-level master still pretends to be like that in front of a low-level second-level warrior. Pretend to be a pig and eat the tiger's magic skill."
You have already practiced to the point of perfection, we can’t help but admire you!"
Fortunately, Tie Zhanxiong was not present. If he had been, he would have given a thumbs up secretly and said, "Awesome, this acting performance can definitely win an Oscar. It's a pity that the golden statuette has been moved to someone else."
"Ba Zai, what's going on?" Feng Jiufei also looked confused. He really thought that Feng Ba accidentally fell down from the air and hurt himself because he didn't control his body posture properly.
He frowned and shouted: "I can't afford it, it's a shameful thing."
"Cousin" my "leg" seems to be "broken".
"Feng Ba hugged his legs and howled loudly. The big beads of sweat on his face were rolling down, and his posture didn't look like he was acting.
"It's broken! How is it possible!" Feng Jiufei was stunned, and he rushed forward with a strong step, and after checking it, his face was so gloomy that it almost dripped water.
With cold eyes, he walked around Ye Fan's group of people, cupped his fists with both hands, and hummed: I don't know if it was the master who did it, please come out and see me. How offended is Jiu Fei?
Qitian and Lu Bike both looked at a loss, and they secretly wondered in their hearts: "Strange! It's really inexplicable. Could it be that there are really experts helping us, but there is no movement at all, and it is impossible to do it with just one finger even with the fifth level of the eldest brother's skills."
To break a second-level master's leg, that's the strength that only a seventh- or eighth-level master can have. It's weird.
Qi Tian's eyes secretly fiddled with Ye Fan for a while, and he came to the same conclusion as Feng Jiufei. It was definitely not him, so he finally shook his head and thought it was impossible.
Feng Jiufei secretly said: "Seventh-level masters are skills only possessed by the elders in the family. Our family has inherited this skill for more than two thousand years, but it has declined even today. The seventh-level brother is the only one left. I heard that
At that time more than a thousand years ago, there were a lot of them. There were even masters of the ninth and tenth levels.
For an expert like that, just standing here is like a mountain that will never fall. And to reach that level of inner strength, one must be at least forty or fifty years old.
The youngest seventh-level master, Miss Feng Si, is known as the "Crawling Civet Cat of Western Xinjiang". She is as light as a civet cat and is said to be about 28 years old.
It is said that talented masters like that in China are definitely more precious than the national treasure giant panda. This young man looks close to his age. To say that he is a seventh-level master is just nonsense when he has a high fever.
"It's so cool that you two boys can find out the details about me. It's a joke that Ye Fan is calm and unfazed, pretending to be as dumbfounded as Monk Zhang Er.
"Huh! I heard that Mr. Feng spends all day running to my wife. It's not a good idea to give her any feathers!" Zhang Qiang added fuel to the fire. He suddenly snorted from behind.
"It's just you. (Your wife, huh! I'm not afraid of Feng Da flashing her tongue. Boy, stay away from her. You're a loser, you don't deserve it, otherwise
Feng Jiufei's face turned livid with anger, and he was about to become furious. His fists clenched loudly, and the threat in his words was quite obvious. This guy felt so embarrassed that his cousin had broken his leg inexplicably. Now this soldier is still alive
If you dare to steal a woman from yourself, you will be very angry.
"Jiufei, I'm sorry, I'm late." At this time, the elevator door opened and a man's voice came from a alto.
A middle-aged man and a young man walked out of the elevator. They looked somewhat similar. They were probably a father and son. They had square faces, and they both had boss haircuts that were combed very shiny. They had a strong sense of wealth.
"Dad, brother, why are you here?" At this time, a pleasant female voice came from the back. She was very graceful, pretty, and her bright eyes were very expressive.
"Vanilla, why are you here?" The middle-aged man's face was gloomy and a little ugly. His eyes glanced at Ye Fan and the group of people, but he said nothing.
"Vanilla, is it Lu Vanilla, that woman who is not Zhang Qiang?"
It is estimated that the two men who were crying were Xin from the Lei family and Dal'er from Canghai. Chuanfan thought to himself, "Weird! They seem to have something to do with Feng Jiufei, maybe they are discussing business."
Ye Fan was thinking about Lei Xiangxiang and walked over. He said, "Dad! Brother Zhang Qiang asked me to come here to play."
"Oh! It's Uncle Lei, Brother Huoyun, let's go into the box and talk.
"Feng Jiufei stared at Ye Fan fiercely, and there was a cracking sound of fist joints.
Although the meaning was vague, Ye Fan knew that he was demonstrating against him and almost didn't wave his fist. It was probably because the Lei family had lost the demeanor of the Feng family in front of them.
Lei Zhang glanced at Ye Fan and others, and then stared meaningfully at Zhang Qiang next to Lei Xianghua. He stared at it for a few seconds, then shook his head, his face suddenly darkened, and hummed: "Follow me, Xianghua.
Go in and sing and dance with nephew Jiu Fei."
"No, Brother Qiang and I went out to play." Lei Xiangxiang clearly felt the unkindness in her father Lei Zhang's eyes. Her heart sank and her face darkened. After thinking about it, she shook her head.
At this moment, Zhang Qiang clenched his fist so hard that it was almost dripping with water, and dug his nails deeply into his flesh, like the expression on a death row prisoner waiting for the sentence to be announced. He was probably waiting for Lei Xiangxiang to make a decision. Seeing that Xiangxiang did not agree, he finally
He breathed a sigh of relief.
"No more words. You didn't even listen to my father's calls. Your second brother is still here." Lei Zhang's face immediately darkened.
He glanced at Zhang Qiang and said calmly: "I hope some people will know enough is enough and see who they are. There are some things you can't imagine, hum! Don't play with fire**."
"Uncle Lei, I have been dating Vanilla for two years," Zhang Qiang took a step forward to say hello. After all, Lei Zhang is still Vanilla's father, and his future affairs with Vanilla will have to be approved by others. If they only meet each other in person, the relationship will be frozen.
It’s not easy to handle anymore.
"Stop being wordy, kid, stay away from my sister from now on, otherwise" Lei Huoyun didn't raise his fist, but his tone was extremely contemptuous and disdainful.
"Otherwise, what?" Zhang Qiang was furious. He's a young man! And as Tie Zhanxiong's bodyguard, he's seen some big shots. But that one couldn't hold back his cold voice any longer, and he stood up to him.
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"Brother Qiang, stop talking." Lei Xiangxiang was forced to cry, and whispered: "I will go with you."
"Xiangzhuo, don't go." Zhang Qiang suddenly rushed up, grabbed her and pulled her back.
"Let her go, kid." Lei Huoyun was furious. He rushed up and tried to rob someone.
"Brother, just come to me if you want to. Haha, I've been so busy lately that I'm almost sick." Lu Wei stepped forward, blocked Lei Huoyun with one leg, and smiled evilly with his eyes,
Forced to pass.
The wind blew together, and with a bang, the two fists collided fiercely. Of course, Lu Wei didn't move at all, but Lei Huoquan took three or four steps back in a row, and he bent down and dodged a few times before he managed to stabilize.
He froze, a look of horror appeared on his face, and his eyes almost fell to the ground.
"Herb, come back with me." Lei Zhang couldn't hold back his old face anymore. He pressed forward with a cold face and a very stern tone, using his father's majesty to force him.
"Haha! Mr. Lei, wouldn't it be good to let young people solve their own problems? As an adult, why should you force your own daughter? This is a bit overwhelming." Ye Fan stepped in front of Lei Zhang and smiled gently,
Acting quite friendly.
When Feng Jiufei saw it, a look of joy and joy suddenly appeared on his face. He felt that the time for revenge had finally come. The guy raised his head and smiled proudly: "Sister Vanilla, let's have a good time singing and drinking tonight.
Have some drinks, dance a few dances, haha, let’s talk about our affairs to Uncle Zhang by the way,”
"Get away!" Lei Zhang, who had always been deep-tempered, finally couldn't bear it anymore. The authority of the family leader was provoked, and he stretched out his fist and pushed Ye Fan over.
"Wait a minute." Feeling the strong wind, a figure flashed past like lightning. A strong hand held Lei Zhang's thick enlarged hand. It was Zhang Qiang who rushed forward.
"Brother Qiang, please, dad, let's go." Lei Xiangxiang didn't want the two of them to cause trouble. No matter who was injured, it would be very heartbreaking for him, so he shouted with a crying sound.
road.
"Humph! Let's go." Lei Zhang snorted and retracted his fist, followed Feng Jiufei to the box No. 1. Lei Xiangxiang turned to look at Zhang Qiang blankly and murmured: "Brother Qiang, you have to believe me.
"Then he lowered his head and followed.
"Zhao Duan, find a place quickly, I just want to drink, hahaha" Zhang Qiang's heartbreaking wolf howl came from the hall.
"Brother, don't worry, there will be a place to drink soon. A temporary concession does not mean that the overall situation is settled. Temporary retreat and loss may not be a bad thing for you sometimes. The one who laughs in the end is the king and the hero!"
Ye Fan patted Zhang Qiang's shoulder and arm, whispered in his ear: "Brother, the Lei family will come to beg you in the future, just wait, haha."
He turned around with a cold face, his eyes flashed coldly, and shouted to Young Master Feng and his group: "Wait a minute." We have reserved the room first, so please feel free to do whatever you want. There may be private rooms on the lower floor, so follow
Those people, please squeeze in, haha." Gangkouyang... 8.o... Yushu is a wonderful experience!