Is it over?

No, people's eyes are focused on Lin fan. If they thought Lin Fan was a joke before, now their mood is like a roller coaster.

Who could have thought that Lin fan, who should have lost, actually won, and the force of thunder and Wanjun killed two warriors who changed their strength.

Lin Fan's performance once again illustrates a problem. People can't be judged by their appearance, especially those who are more silent and frivolous.

"Master Zhuang, should we talk about other issues now?"

Lin Fan turned a blind eye to the shock of others. His eyes quietly looked at Zhuang Shihao in front of him, still with a slight smile on his face.

But this smile fell into Zhuang Shihao's eyes, as if it was a devil, which made him feel afraid and deeply afraid.

For a long time, as the second young master of the banker, has he ever suffered such humiliation? Also for the so-called sense of security, so he usually takes a lot of bodyguards when he goes out.

For what?

In order to be able to severely abuse, abuse those who usually want to beat people, according to the past experience, no one can walk under his bodyguard two moves, either kneel down for mercy or directly become a corpse.

But now the situation, completely let him at a loss. How should he respond to Lin Fan's questions, or what should he do?

Although he has been soft, but this is not his original intention. Just to save his life, now he's for face.

"Lin fan, can we sit down and have a peaceful talk?"

Zhuang Shihao said in a voice that only two people can hear: "our strength is very strong. If you need money, you can join us. With your strength, you can be the elder of guest Qing in our villa."

If money can be exchanged for his face, then he will not hesitate to do it. He can even do it very well, because that's what he does.

However, his voice had just dropped, and a sharp pain rippled on his face. It was as if I had hit a train and my whole head would fall apart.

Bang!

A loud slap in the face rang out. Lin Fan shook his hand and looked at Zhuang Shihao with incredible eyes: "Master Zhuang, what did you say just now? I didn't hear you clearly. Can I say that again? "

"You You... "

Covering his aching cheek, Zhuang Shihao wanted to stab Lin Fan in front of him with a knife. He wanted to save his face, but now where is face?

His face had been torn to pieces with this slap. He would rather die than let Lin Fan pay the price!

"Lin fan, are you going to fight against our banker?"

With his sinister eyes fixed on Lin fan, Zhuang Shihao cursed: "it has provoked our banker. Even if you escape to the ends of the earth, there is only one way to die. Our banker's eyesight is all over China, and you are also..."

Bang!

Without any nonsense, Lin Fan slapped his face again, and this time he used his strength. Zhuang Shihao spits out a bloody tooth from his mouth, and his whole face is swollen.

Suck

All of them took a breath. Although the two slaps Lin Fan took out hit Zhuang Shihao in the face, it seemed as if they were on their faces.

The pain is incomparable, involuntarily covers the cheek. At the same time, they found a problem. It seems that Lin fan is not afraid of the makers, nor is he afraid of thousands of families. Why?