On a street next to Tang and Song Imperial Street in the west of Longcheng City.
Lin Fan was squatting on the curb, holding a strawberry sundae in his hand and eating it leisurely. Zhao Zheng stood in the middle of the street, clenching his fists and staring at the people in front of him.
There was a large group of people opposite Zhao Zheng. Zhu Hao stood in the middle, holding his shoulders and looking at Zhao Zheng jokingly. Behind him were eight or nine young people holding machetes. Behind Lin Fan and Zhao Zheng
Behind them, there were a dozen people, also holding machetes in their hands, looking at the two people surrounded with unkind expressions.
When pedestrians saw this posture, they all took detours and stayed away for fear of being implicated. A few brave people dared to watch from a distance.
Zhao Zheng! Long time no see, are you okay? Zhu Hao raised the corner of his mouth and shouted loudly.
Zhao Zheng snorted coldly and said tit for tat: Porcupine, what's the matter? You haven't seen me for just a few months and you miss me? Even if you miss me, you don't have to put up such a big show to welcome me, right?
Ugly people hate being called ugly, obese people hate being called fat, Zhu Hao hates being called porcupine, which makes him feel extremely humiliated, and Zhao Zheng also likes to call him a porcupine.
He was a porcupine, so when he heard this, Zhu Hao became angry. The fat on his face trembled twice, and his face instantly darkened. He said coldly: Even if you are about to die, you still keep talking! Half a year ago, you left me
This scar has told me every day in the past six months that I must take back what I lost with my own hands, and I will also take back with my own hands what others owe me! Since you dare to appear in my territory today with only one person, then
Don't blame me for being rude!
With Master Lin beside him, Zhao Zheng still felt a little confident, so he did not give in and shouted: Stop talking nonsense! If you want revenge, just come over! Let me see what progress you, a porcupine, have made in the past six months!
Seeking death! Don't move any of you! I will deal with him myself!
After saying that, Zhu Hao roared loudly, clenched his fists, and rushed towards Zhao Zheng with his eyes wide open. When he ran, the fat on his body trembled crazily, and his heavy footsteps stepped on
It even looked like the floor was being stepped on and cracked.
Zhao Zheng looked stern and kicked his foot on the ground. Taking the place where the foot stepped as the center, a circle of dust rippled out, and he faced it head-on.
Lin Fan just glanced at them lightly, and no longer had the desire to continue looking at them. These two people were only external warriors. In Lin Fan's eyes, they were like an adult looking at two three-year-old children.
Children fighting is really boring.
In the middle of the street, the sound of bang! Bang! Bang! was heard endlessly. Zhao Zheng and Zhu Hao were fighting fiercely with fists and fists, feet and feet. Even though Zhu Hao was fat, his strength was not bad, in the secular world.
He was definitely considered a master, and he and Zhao Zheng were fighting inextricably, and it seemed that for a while it was impossible to tell the winner. The younger brother he brought could not intervene, so he had to watch from a distance and cheer loudly.
There's another one over there!
He came with Zhao Zheng, he must be from Fengyun Club, fuck him!
Move him!
Originally, Lin Fan was enjoying his leisure time, but others didn't want him to stay out of things.
The younger brother brought by Zhu Hao saw that his elder brother was fighting with Zhao Zheng, and he and the others seemed to have nothing else to do except cheer and shout slogans, and then they found Lin squatting on the curb eating ice cream.
Fan. When they saw Lin Fan walking with Zhao Zheng, they naturally thought that Lin Fan was with Zhao Zheng. Now that Zhao Zheng has his own eldest brother to take care of him, you think they have such a large group of people with all the weapons and equipment.
He was neatly dressed and his emotions were brewing just right. He couldn't just do nothing, and there happened to be a stupid young man, so of course he had to attack Lin Fan.
I'll take care of him!
A young man in a white vest was the most active and rushed the fastest. He rushed to Lin Fan first and then raised the machete in his hand with a grin on his face and slashed at Lin Fan's shoulder.
Now Lin Fan was still squatting and did not get up. Seeing that Lin Fan had no intention to dodge, the young man just thought that he was frightened by him. He couldn't help but have a proud smile on his face, as if he had seen Lin Fan being frightened by him.
The knife struck the shoulder and blood flew out.
The onlookers from a distance saw that Lin Fan was not moving, and they all felt sorry for him. Some timid girls even covered their eyes, not daring to look at the blood-stained scene.
Zhao Zheng glanced at this side from the corner of his eye, but he was not anxious at all. Instead, he started to mourn for Zhu Hao's younger brothers. They dared to take action against Master Lin. They were really looking for death.
Zhu Hao sneered and said: Zhao Zheng, it seems that your little brother died on the street before you did.
Zhao Zheng disagreed and said nothing, but his offensive became more fierce.
Lin Fan looked at the young man who rushed towards him. He was holding a strawberry sundae in his left hand and slowly raised his right hand. It seemed that the movement was slow, but in fact it was very fast. When the young man's machete was still half a meter away from Lin Fan's shoulder, he
He clamped the blade between his two fingers, and the sharp and swift blow stopped abruptly.
What!?
When the young man saw that his sword was about to hit the opponent's shoulder, it was caught by the opponent's fingers. Suddenly, his heart was filled with turmoil. This was a street fight, not a movie. What about fun?
Ah ah!
The young man roared angrily to embolden himself, and then taking advantage of his height advantage as he stood with Lin Fan sitting, he put all his weight on the machete, trying to press the machete onto Lin Fan, but no matter how hard he tried, the machete seemed to be
It's like being chopped on an iron plate, unable to drop even an inch.
Lin Fan took the last bite of ice cream, raised his eyes and glanced at the young man beside him. Then, in the astonished eyes of the other man, his right wrist slowly turned 180 degrees, and the blade of the machete in the young man's hand also turned.
As Lin Fan's hand became bent, it quickly bent back completely.
I have to say that the toughness of this machete is quite good. The blade is almost folded in half and has not broken yet.
Kick, kick, kick!
The young man let go of his hand in shock, staggered back a few steps, looked at Lin Fan with fear in his eyes, pointed at Lin Fan with his hand and said tremblingly: What kind of monster are you!?
Bang!
Lin Fan gently shook his hand and left the iron sheet in his hand on the ground. He glanced at the young man and said nothing.
The ideas are tough, let’s all work together!
At this time, the other boys reacted and rushed towards Lin Fan with loud roars.
well.
Lin Fan sighed softly, stood up and walked up to him like a leisurely stroll.
Now that he was in public, Lin Fan didn't want to appear too shocking, so he didn't use all his strength. He only used the most basic fighting skills to fight the enemy with a pair of iron fists.
Bang! Bang! Bang!
No one in the Sky Eagle Gang could be Lin Fan's general. Lin Fan was like a tiger rushing into a herd of sheep. His moves were wide open and wide. With every punch, someone was knocked away, and he was knocked away.
All the people were spitting out blood and lying on the ground unable to get up again.
In less than half a minute, all the people Zhu Hao brought were knocked to the ground by Lin Fan alone. The young men numbered 20 or 30 lay on the ground wailing. This scene was quite spectacular.