Liu Fan looked back, but Mo Shutong's follower, Wang Fu.

I don't know what reason he used to find it alone.

And it was when there were few people around Liu Fan.

It looks like it's been a long time.

"Gold card, what gold card?"

Liu Fan pretended not to understand asked, eyes are all fearless.

Wang Fu Mo rubbed his palm and said with a cruel smile, "don't be silly. The gold card you just gave me is not something that poor boys like you can afford. Give it to me. Otherwise, I will let you know what it means to look for teeth everywhere!"

"Why, you still want to take back the card given by Mr. mo. this card is of great use to you."

Liu Fan plays with the gold card in his hand, and he doesn't mean to hand it over at all.

"Give it to me!"

Wang Fu's eyes were filled with greed. He reached forward to grab the gold card.

Liu Fan looks cold, holding a gold card palm a reversal, a slap in the face of Wang Fu.

Wang Fu jumped back two meters in an instant.

He covered his right face, opened his eyes and said angrily, "you dare to hit me!"

"If I beat you, I'll beat you. Do I have to choose a day?"

Liu fan is awe inspiring. He finds it cool to slap back.

"Well, you don't boast your skills, OK? Then I'll show you what skills people who can follow Mr. Mo have!"

Wang Fu twisted his neck, made a clattering sound, and then shook his shoulders, showing a muscular outline.

"If you want to fight with my brother van, you have to pass me first."

At this time, Cui Zhigang stood up, hands do not know when more than a stick, although his hands tremble, but still firmly stood in front of Liu Fan.

"Hehe, just because you want to do it with me?"

Wang Fu reaches out and kicks Cui Zhigang's stick to the sky.

Cui Zhigang was so scared that he fell to the ground and turned pale.

Liu Fan caught the stick in one hand and lifted Cui Zhigang up. He asked, "brother gang, are you ok?"

Cui Zhigang shook his head. His physical fitness was not good, let alone fighting.

"Wang Fu, if you dare to hurt my brother, don't go back today!"

Liu Fan's face is cruel. Since his ability is stronger and stronger, he can't stand some things any more.

"Just try!"

Wang Fu gave a smile and kicked Liu Fan.

Liu Fan's face did not change, the stick directly on Wang Fu's knee, Wang Fu's right leg suddenly numb.

Whew!

Wang Fu followed by a straight fist, hit Liu Fan throat, this move is actually a kill move!

Liu Fan's eyes narrowed. He took the stick as the sword. His wrist was quick. The stick almost formed a phantom.

Wang Fu had a flower in front of him. When he came back, he had already knelt to the ground.

His limbs and chest more than a dozen hot pain, what makes him even more terrifying is that he could not stand up!

"What have you done?"

Wang Fu roared in pain that Liu Fan's hand was too fast and he was too confused!

"Don't worry, just let you kneel here for half an hour, and have a good introspection here."

Liu fan has a serious attitude.

"Half an hour? Hum, a small skill of carving insects

Wang Fucai would not believe it. He struggled to stand up, but found that his legs were unconscious!

His eyes show panic, Liu Fan's strange ability is too strange, he is a special soldier retired people actually can't stop!

Suddenly, he thought of a man who could block bullets. How could he be low?

For a moment, Wang Fu regretted that he was green. If he really knelt down for half an hour, where would he put his face?

Just want to beg for mercy, look up, Liu Fan and Cui Zhigang have gone far!