"It was Yu Zucheng, and it was Yu Zucheng who asked us to come!"

The fireworks turned their eyes and looked at Yu Zucheng who had just gotten up and shouted loudly. Yu Zucheng, who had not yet stood firm, only felt his feet weak and he knelt on the ground again.

"hehe!"

Zhao Fan coldly responded to the word "Fireworks" and reached out to grab his arm. He exerted a little force, and a crisp sound came from his hand. Fireworks's aura quickly howled like a pig.

"You can actually call each other later. It's a bit of a waste to call now!"

When Zhao Fan spoke, he changed his hand, freed up his left hand and grabbed the man's left arm again.

"No, I said I said, Brother Jiang asked us to come."

Fireworks were burning and wanted to use this hand to cover the broken hand. I felt that Zhao Fan grabbed his intact arm and shouted like a ghost crying and howling.

"The answer is wrong, I don't know the person you mentioned at all!"

Zhao Fan's hands did not stop, and another crisp sound was heard. The fireworks burned the forehead, which was already painful, and the cold sweat and tears and snot were covered in his face, and his body was already twitching.

As soon as he looked up, he saw Zhao Fan lowering his head and studying his legs. His whole body was trembling again. He quickly shouted: "It's Yu Wenxuan, he said he wanted to deal with you, Jiang Junfeng called us over!"

"Who is Yu Wenxuan? This name seems to be quite familiar!"

Zhao Fan frowned, feeling that the name was a little familiar. When he was in Yipinxuan the day before yesterday, he only heard someone calling Yu Wenxuan Yu Shao. He Yufei called Wenxuan again when he called Yu Wenxuan. He never thought of remembering this person, and he was too lazy to combine this name.

"Young Master of Yu's Group, Yu Wenxuan, have you remembered it?"

The fireworks were burning and almost used a pen to draw a portrait of Zhao Fan. He was afraid that he would not remember it, so he used his legs to do it again. He was anxious and cried loudly reminded him.

"I remember, the young master of Yu's group. I helped him so much. I'd forget it if I don't thank me, but I still want to deal with me. I'm really a little ignorant. Do you really have to wear a little green on your head to be satisfied for the sake of being interesting in life?"

Zhao Fan threw the fireworks on his hand to the ground, curled his lips and sneered, but his eyes were still staring at this person.

This guy was very blessed with his heart. He stood up against the wall with difficulty, and looked at the deck where Yu Wenxuan and the others were.

Then, his face turned green.

There was no one on the booth, and neither Yu Wenxuan nor Jiang Junfeng had left.

Zhao Fan followed his gaze and understood what was going on when he saw the empty booth. Then he smiled and looked at the fireworks, and said with an innocent look: "There is nothing to do. Your master has left, and you still have to pay back the debt, so you can only do it for you!"

The fireworks changed his face. As soon as he looked at his legs, Zhao Fan's feet had already followed him. Two light cracks, the man curled up to the ground and started to wail.

The cold sweat on Yu Zucheng's forehead never stopped from beginning to end. At this moment, he saw Zhao Fan walking back and forth between a group of young people like a leisurely step, and the crackling sound of bone fractures came one after another.

His cold sweat flowed down his cheeks to his chin, and then fell on the floor drop by drop, making a slight sound. In a moment, there was a lot of water stains on the ground in front of him.

If he had a little bit of revenge just now, now he just wanted to never see this person again and never hear this person's name.

"So cruel, are those guys Hu Zi and the others? What I got was not iron plates, but steel plates!"

"Didn't Hu Zi and the others join Brother Long? It's such a big mess, why haven't Brother Long and the others come out yet?"

"Brother Long and the others are afraid that they won't get out for the time being. It is said that they met a ruthless person yesterday afternoon and fucked them all and sent them into the bureau. I'm afraid it's a bit difficult to think about it in a short time!"

"No way? Then what should I do with the venue here? Brother Long can still suppress him. If he is gone, can others not be moved?"

"I just found out that I'd better not come to this place during this period. Maybe something will happen at any time. The ruthless man upstairs might come to cause trouble on purpose!"

A dozen people were easily beaten by Zhao Fan until they couldn't get up, but they all broke their hands and feet with the past. This method is simply horrifying for some ordinary people.

However, the initiator of the matter kept his face calm, as if he had done something small.

After dealing with the two strong men brought by the thirteen gangsters and Yu Zucheng, Zhao Fan then returned to Lin Shiqi, who had a complicated expression and pulled her arm and said, "Let's go! There's nothing strange about it. Before I set off, I calculated my fingers and knew that this was the result!"

Lin Shiqi looked on Zhao Fan's face with concern, then stretched out her hands and pushed him quickly to walk under the bar terrace. The matter was so big that the police might come at any time. Although it was self-defense, Zhao Fan's methods were too cruel, and she was also worried that Zhao Fan would be in trouble.

Seeing Zhao Fan go downstairs, Yu Zucheng finally breathed a sigh of relief, and his whole body felt as if he was exhausted. Just as he was about to change his position, he relaxed his numb legs, but when he saw Zhao Fan's sneering eyes look at him again. His heart thrust, his legs became weak, and he knelt back in his original position again.

Zhao Fan had a sneer on his lips. He knew that this person's fear of him had reached his core and he would no longer dare to act rashly.

"You two, are you going to leave like this after making us mess up like this?"

As soon as Zhao Fan and Lin Shiqi went downstairs, they saw a group of strong men in camouflage uniforms and berets blocking their faces. The man who was talking had short and long hair, exposed his blue scalp, and had a very imposing tattoo on his upper body. He started from his chest, hovered and rose and fell, spreading all the way to his thick arms.

"This kid is in trouble. Although Brother Long is not here, he still has to hold on. I am afraid that these people care more about this face than usual. This kid makes trouble in this tide, and he is afraid that he will be killed to warn the monkey!"

"These people have been trained. Which of the generals under Brother Long is not experienced in many battles? This kid is afraid that he can beat Hu Zi and the others, so he is a little bit arrogant!"

"Indeed, Hu Zi and his group are just cruel enough. It's okay to scare ordinary people, but when they meet a real martial artist, they will only be defeated! These people are different. Brother Long dares to let them follow this place, how can he lose some confidence?"

When the people around him saw the tattoo man appear, they all showed such an expression, and the eyes that looked at Zhao Fan were also gloating.

"It appeared quite timely. When a group of people were placing knives at me just now, why didn't they see you so active?"

Zhao Fan sneered, with a clear sarcasm in his tone.

"We have time to clean up those who can't leave. If you want to leave, you have to have an explanation that satisfies us before you can leave!"

The tattooed man stared at Zhao Fan with a fierce look, and said with a sneer indifferently.

"After saying this, you reminded me. I was having fun here, but a group of gangsters came to the door for no reason, which made it very unpleasant. Give me an explanation, if I don't satisfy me, I really won't leave!"

Zhao Fan smiled, then pulled two stools, pressed Lin Shiqi, who looked a little anxious, and sat down next to her. He crossed his legs and sat down without fear, looking at about twenty camouflage uniforms. When he looked at the tattooed man, he was even more provocative.

"I've learned a lot. Do you know whose venue this is? This is Brother Long's venue! Where did you get the confidence to ask us for an explanation? Can you fight? If you can fight, how many more can you fight?"

The tattooed man laughed in anger and waved his hand. A group of camouflage uniforms that had been ready to move quickly moved, quickly surrounding Zhao Fan and Lin Shiqi. What these people were holding was not a murderous weapon, but a rubber stick commonly used by some security personnel. Although it didn't seem to be murderous, if you really want to get it, ordinary people would have to break a few bones.

"Brother Long is really awesome. He has already entered the bureau. His name can be brought out to scare people!"

Zhao Fan had already heard a group of people around him mentioning Brother Long, knowing that they were talking about Long Tianyou who was beaten and destroyed yesterday. At this moment, when the tattoo man mentioned it again, he raised his thumb with an exaggerated expression, and said something admirable on his lips, but his head was shaken. The smell of teasing can be seen as long as he is not stupid.

"What do you ask me? Then why are you? Your elder brother Long Tianyou was beaten like a dog by me. What kind of thing are you? Just the Pipi shrimp tattooed on you to play basketball? Who are you scared?"

Before he could wait for the group of people with dark faces to take action, Zhao Fan's face suddenly darkened, and he reached out and slapped his palm on the table beside him, raised his eyebrows and shouted coldly.

Pipi shrimp playing basketball? Hearing Zhao Fan say this, the tattooed man couldn't help but look down at the Erlong playing with the pearl tattoo on his chest. Then he realized his disobedience, and his face instantly turned into a pig's liver.

"Great"

Lin Shiqi, who was worried that Zhao Fan would get into trouble after the police came, heard Zhao Fan say this, couldn't help but glance at the tattooed man's chest, and then let out a silver bell-like laugh.

Laughing is contagious. Those people on the side have already worked very hard. When Lin Shiqi laughed like this, many people soon burst into laughter.

"Did you hear it clearly? Brother Long fell into his hands."

"No way? He is the cruel man who beat Brother Long and the others up?"

"He doesn't have a grudge against Brother Long, right? He just sent Brother Long in yesterday, and today he went to the venue to make trouble. Is this bar street going to change?"

After laughing, more people recalled the point of Zhao Fan's words. Everyone was talking nonsense, and Zhao Fan, who looked ordinary, also had a little more mysterious in their eyes.

"Why are he still standing there? Not taking action?"

The tattoo man was so angry that he was smoking. When he was shouting, he had already raised a rubber roller and smashed it towards Zhao Fan's head. The remaining people followed closely. In a blink of an eye, dozens of rubber rollers all greeted Zhao Fan with a whimpering sound of whining at the air.

"Although it's not very good-looking, you should just hide on the table for a while!"

Zhao Fan laughed, turned around and blocked the dense rubber rollers with his back, and reached out to stuff Lin Shiqi, who looked nervous, under the table beside him.

Experience value 4

Experience value 4

Experience value 4

...

The system prompt sound began to flood the screen again. After Zhao Fan placed Lin Shiqi, he was too lazy to turn around, so he carried a group of people on his back and smashed them out in a desperate situation. The electric currents in his body moved, and the extremely comfortable feeling made him moan directly.
Chapter completed!