Xu Fan followed a furtive figure and went to a remote alley.

Walking to the alley, I found that it was a dead end, and the furtive figure had disappeared.

Suddenly, a roar came from behind, "boy, are you tired of living? Dare to stand in the way of our dragon Gang? "

Xu Fan turns around. There are more than ten gangsters standing in front of him. They are Zuo Qinglong, you Baihu, and the gangster holding a knife stick. The gangster standing in the front is full of flesh, holding a machete, with red hair and ferocious manner.

"Oh? Are you from the Dragon Gang Xu Fan looked at the leading red haired thug and said carelessly.

It's obvious that Xu Fan didn't pay attention to these people. There are only a dozen little gangsters. They can be killed with their fingers.

The red haired thug standing in the front was full of fierce light, and his face was ferocious. When he raised his hand, he wanted to fan Xu Fan's face

court death!

The cold light in Xu Fan's eyes flashed, his right hand was raised like lightning, and his backhand was drawn towards the red haired man's face.

"Pa!"

The hand of the red haired thug is still three inches away from Xu Fan, but the whole person is flying high, volleying a few punches, heavily fell to the ground, no sound.

More than a dozen thugs with machetes trembled in their hearts. How powerful is this? Can you just take people away?

seckill!

Looking at the dozens of gangsters in front of Xu Fan, Xu Fan couldn't lift his spirits at all. Just as I said before, these gangsters are like flies in front of Xu Fan. They can be killed by flicking their fingers.

Just as Xu Fan was about to put down all the dozen gangsters in front of him, and then asked him how to turn them over, the red haired gangster let out a dull hum and a heartrending wail.

"How dare you beat me? Give it to me! Kill him

More than a dozen gangsters clenched their teeth, tightened their machetes in their hands, and rushed to Xu Fan as if they suddenly had confidence.

The lane was not wide, so it could only accommodate two or three people to pass side by side. A dozen gangsters could only pass two or three knives to Xu Fan at the same time.

This for Xu Fan, no doubt greatly reduces the difficulty of the game, but also greatly reduces the fun of the game.

But half a minute, more than a dozen gangsters are lying on the ground, holding the chest wailing.

Xu Fan clapped his hand and yawned.

For a local level master, this dozen gangsters are a group of kindergarten children charging towards Shaolin Temple!

The red haired gangster looked at the rolling and wailing horse, his face was unbelievable.

How is that possible? Like making a movie, just a few moments later, a group of big men all lay down? I have to play for a few minutes in the movie!

Xu Fan yawned and walked lazily towards the red haired thug. The red haired thug finally came back to his senses and fell on his knees in front of Xu Fan.

"Sir, you have a large number of adults. Don't be wise to me. I have eyes and don't know Taishan. Damn it, damn it..."

The red haired gangster, while begging for mercy, fanned his face, slapped his dark palm on his fat cheek, making a sound.

Xu Fan didn't want to talk nonsense with such a gangster who couldn't get on the stage. He went to the red haired gangster and said directly, "come on, why do you follow me?"

The red haired thug stopped, slapped his palm on his face and said humbly, "mistakenly! What a misunderstanding! We're not talking to you, we're talking to the old man! "

Xu Fan kicked the red maohun in the face. The red maohun flew seven or eight meters away, then hit a wall heavily, making a loud noise, and then stopped.

The red haired thug "wow" spat out a mouthful of blood, but he didn't let up his breath. Xu Fan's cold voice came, "I told you to stop? Keep slapping

The red haired thug trembled, bit his teeth, endured the pain, and quickly climbed up to Xu Fan. He swung his dark palm and slapped himself in the face, and vaguely explained to Xu Fan, "mistakenly, our poisonous dragon has issued a strict order to deal with the one in Huaqiang martial arts school. How dare we disobey the above order? We really don't want to deal with you! "

Xu Fan's heart moves. Is the boss of the Dragon Gang the enemy of Zuo Hua?

Think of here, Xu Fan immediately cold face to red hair gangster asked, "up? Is that what boss means? How old is your boss this year? "

The red haired thug slapped himself, bowed his head and thought about it, and reported an uncertain age, "my Lord, our boss looks like he is between 30 and 40 years old. No one in the Dragon Gang dares to ask about the real age..."

Xu Fan frowned. In his thirties, he was a generation away from Zuohua. He should not have feud with Zuohua

Zuohua should have been a man of the moment. He played a wind and rain stick so well that he would not have a feud with a younger generation. It seems that there must be something in the middle that I don't know!

However, this kind of thing, such as the red haired gangster, who can't be on the stage, is very unlikely to know.

Seeing Xu Fan's contemplation, the red haired gangster finally plucked up his courage, slapped himself in the face, and said to Xu Fan, "my Lord, today's incident is a big misunderstanding. Our dragon gang boss, named fangya, likes to make friends with heroes. As long as you let me go, I will speak for you in front of the boss, and the boss will be happy..."

In fact, the mind of the red haired gangster is very simple. One is to flatter Xu Fan, the other is to take out his boss's name and warn Xu Fan. It's almost enough. After all, this is the territory of the Dragon gang.

The red haired gangster is not a bold person. The reason why the red haired gangster dare to say this is very simple, too painful! I slapped myself all the time, and my face was swollen higher than steamed bread! A little touch is heartbreaking pain, not to mention shooting on it all the time?

However, the flattery of the red haired gangster is patted on the horse's hoof.

What is Xu Fan? How can you look down on a dragon Gang?

Xu Fan immediately kicked out with one foot, which not only interrupted the words of the red maohun, but also directly kicked the red maohun seven or eight meters away.

Turning around, Xu Fan coldly dropped a sentence, "your boss? What is he? Want to see me? Yes, let him kneel at the gate of Huaqiang martial arts school and wait for me! "