"You were there, too."

He nodded in a trance, and Lin Fan joked, "so the purpose of your coming here today is to help the doctor Wu?"

Get out of the way, out of your grandmother's head.

The two brothers who responded to it immediately swore and shook their heads.

"Van Gogh, this is a misunderstanding. This is definitely a misunderstanding."

Are you kidding? They have witnessed Lin Fan's terror with their own eyes. Just rely on their ability, not to mention the hands, even if they look at the legs are soft.

Why is this?

Why?

Why?

The excited smile on his face at the moment solidified. Doctor Wu sat on the ground with his legs flaccid, shaking his head and muttering.

The first wave of looking for a Niu these punks, is Lin Fan's younger brother.

The second wave of practitioners, it turns out, is Lin Fan's fan.

The original thought of being able to reverse was a pit, and then the second time I thought it could be reversed, it was a pit.

In the beginning, even Wang Tiancheng and Xiao Zhenghao would have to call out their grandfather when they saw him.

Now it seems that what they said is true.

"It's over. It's all over."

He sat on his face dejectedly, his eyes numb.

But a voice brought him back to his senses. Some of the second group of people came back.

"This is your Chinese Kung Fu. I'm so disappointed."

Two men with blue eyes and blonde hair came out from the back of the line.

"The purpose of our coming to China is to see what Kung Fu is like. Now it seems unnecessary."

The big foreigner spat on the ground: "it's just to see whose fist is big. Your Chinese Kung Fu is rubbish."

"Not big or small, what are you?"

Cold hum a, tall man quickly to Lin Fan apologized: "this time want to take them out to practice, fan elder brother you don't misunderstand."

"Take care of your own affairs."

Shrugging, Lin Fan stepped back two steps: "next, start your performance."

"Today I'll let you personally experience what Chinese Kung Fu is."

Put on the attack posture, a tall and a short two people rushed to the past: "let you know, after all, whose fist is fierce."

Two foreigners, one strong and one thin, went up and blew out their fists.

After a few rounds, one tall and one short was blown away and fell to the ground, panting.

"This is your Chinese Kung Fu, this is your fist power?"

Blowing a breath into his fist, the big foreigner sneered: "they all say how powerful your Chinese Kung Fu is, but now it seems like that."

"Ha ha, I think you should learn from us."

The thin foreigner gave a blow to Lin Fan's direction: "they called you fan Ge just now. Your strength should be the strongest among them?"

"Lin Shao, these two hairy devils don't know how to live or die. I'll call my brother here."

He told his brothers to surround the two hairy devils. A Niu whispered, "even if they can fight again, I can make them kneel down and beg for mercy."

"Ah Niu, you have to change your mind. Don't always shout and kill."

After blaming a Niu, Lin fan this just hope to thin person: "you go up together or alone?"

"Sister, it's a good show."

Dai Ziya looked excited and clenched his fist tightly: "those two foreigners are not easy to be provoked at first. The one surnamed Lin must suffer this time."

"Xiaoya, what are you talking about?"

Looking at the disparity between the two sides, Zeng Tianqi worried: "it's too reckless. He's too reckless. He can't win at all."