Chapter 1108

Looking at the protruding luggage rack, everyone in the car was dumbfounded.

The accompanying driver patted himself in the face, and the pain made him realize that all this was true.

The boy broke the steel bar on the luggage rack with one punch?

Is it possible?

He reached out and touched the steel bar, then squeezed it hard.

Find out that it's true, it's true.

Gulu a, he chatted to smile: "ha ha, ha ha, you cow force, you cow force."

After laughing, he quickly returned to his seat, but found that the heart beat quickly.

Dry, if this blow falls on him, I'm afraid it's a dead end.

As for the passenger who had just muttered, he immediately retracted his head when he saw the broken steel bar.

In these days, who will not cherish their own lives, there is no need to argue with a madman.

If a madman dies, he will die. If he dies, he will die.

"Any questions now?"

The loud voice spread all over the car, no one dares to respond.

Cold eyes swept a circle, Lin Fan scolded: "no problem, continue to drive."

Silent like a cold cicada, but where Lin Fan's eyes swept to, have shifted their eyes to look out of the window.

My darling, who dares to have a problem at this time?

"Brother Lin, thank you."

Looking hard to take back from the damaged luggage rack, Huang an said gratefully, "if it wasn't for your help, maybe our father and daughter would have to stay on the road."

"A group of bullying guys, we have to give them some color to see."

Cold hum a, Lin Fan said: "this is human nature, can't do things."

People, once in danger, the first thing to consider is themselves.

It's impossible to take care of yourself and others.

"It's my fault. I didn't expect Xin'er to suddenly get sick."

With a sigh, Huang an said with a bitter smile: "Xin'er's illness is getting more and more serious, and the duration of her illness is getting shorter and shorter."

"Brother Huang, let me give Xin'er a pulse."

Seeing that the black air on the little girl's face was a little deeper than just now, Lin Fan frowned: "now xiner's situation is not optimistic, as long as there is a trace of treatment opportunity can not be let go."

When Lin Fan said this, Huang an thought it was that reason.

Besides, my daughter has just been ill, and it will take time even for the next one.

"Brother Lin, I'll trouble you."

Carefully put her daughter in Lin Fan's hand, Huang an admonished: "you must be careful. Once you find something wrong, return it to me immediately."

"Don't worry, brother Huang."

Two fingers on the little girl's wrist, Lin fan input a genuine Qi in the past.

The little girl was very weak because of her long illness.

At the same time, it can repair the weak meridians and collaterals.

Slowly up to the head area, but also at this time a cold rush over.

This is Lin Fan's first positive contact, so there is no defense, but let go.

He wanted to feel what it was?

The cold feeling came up, followed by a stream of emotional feedback.

Hate, hate, anger, sadness

A variety of negative emotions, surging.

Ears as if the wind gusts, eyes to see into a variety of terrible scenes.

Blood, corpses, ghosts and so on. These are the sources of nerves.

"The resentment is very heavy. It has persecuted many people."

After feeling this cold, the corner of Lin Fan's mouth curved: "tossing ordinary people is OK. It's bad luck to meet me."

The voice falls, the pure Yang Qi of his elixir field suddenly sweeps the whole body.