Thinking of being humiliated by Lin fan at the school gate, Wei Dajun roared: "even if I kill you today, no one will know."

After dropping the words, he sat down at the bottom of the next tree.

Rekindled a cigarette and took a deep breath.

In his mind, this kind of thing really should not be too easy.

Five hit one, even if Lin fan has three heads and six arms, he will surely die.

Ah My hand

My legs Broken

Hearing the sound of screams, Wei Dajun's mouth bent, spit out a smoke ring.

"Boy, you shouldn't have provoked me. It's cheap to interrupt your hand and leg."

His eyes narrowed, and his voice was full of sniffing.

"Army, you want to break my hand and my leg?"

Wei Dajun, who was just about to stand up from the ground, heard this sudden sound, and the whole person was stupid.

Looking up in disbelief, he saw a palm waving in the mottled sunlight.

PA.

Before I knew what was going on, the cigarette in my mouth flew out.

Mouth foam splash, accompanied by bursts of pain.

Ah

After the howling, Wei Dajun covered his painful cheek and looked at the front in disbelief.

This time he finally saw clearly that Huang Mao and his five younger brothers were all lying on the ground without knowing what to do.

Lin fan, who should have broken his hands and legs, stood in front of him undamaged.

"You You It's impossible... "

Five hit one or were armed, and finally they were whipped away?

How could that be possible? Impossible, absolutely impossible.

"Army, you really let me down."

Looking at the stupefied Wei Dajun, Lin Fan picked up the wrench that yellow hair fell to the ground: "I treat you so well, I'm sure you are loading the title of forced goods, and you?"

"And you bring someone here to break one of my hands and one of my legs."

A burst of regret, Lin Fan came to the front of Wei Dajun, the wrench in his hand also fell down: "you let me down, army."

Don't Don't hit me Ah

The voice did not like Luo, followed by a burst of screams.

There was also a crack.

The left hand still raised a moment ago, this moment went down.

Covering his broken left arm, Wei Dajun cried bitterly, "you can't, you can't treat me like this, my father won't let you go."

"Army, I'm ashamed of your father."

Lifting the spanner again, Lin Fan fell to Wei Dajun's right leg: "it's a shame to be such a coward as a man."

Shame, I'll lose your family.

Another fracture sounds, the right leg step on the left arm of the dust, also broken.

"By the way, just now you said you would go to the dead, even if you killed me."

Touching his chin, Lin Fan said with a smile, "army, did you just say that?"

Devil, this kid is the devil.

He broke a hand and a leg, and there was no change in his face.

A chill surged up in my heart, and Wei Dajun really felt what was terror.

If he can do it again, he won't pretend to be such a force.

"I'm wrong, big brother. I'm wrong."

For fear that Lin fan would really kill him, Wei Dajun quickly kowtowed to the ground: "I deserve it. I deserve it. Brother, you have a lot of adults. Let me go as a dog."

"It's not impossible to spare your dog's life, but there must be punishment."

After looking at Wei Dajun from the beginning to the end, Lin Fan yelled to the Yellow haired five on the ground and said, "you are not dead yet. I'll give you two seconds to get up."