The stingy little beard, whose eyes were blazing, let out a beast-like roar, and kept greeting Zhao Fan like crazy. He had long forgotten the idea of ​​pretending to accidentally hurt Zhao Fan, and all attacked the deadly place.

Experience value 5

Experience value 5

Experience value 5...

Listening to the system prompts, he felt the comfortable feeling of electric current flowing after every time he was hit, in just a few minutes, he had collected more than 200 experience points. Zhao Fan felt that this Pinxuan was simply his paradise.

"Okay, Xiaoqi, come down, you are no match for him!" While Zhao Fan was happily collecting experience points, Xiang Desheng, who was standing under the ring, couldn't bear to see it anymore and snorted coldly.

The mustache stomped his feet hard, and the solid ring seemed to shake a few times. It was obvious that he was unwilling to give up. However, when he heard Xiang Desheng's order, he still gasped and retreated aside.

"Want to run away? I've hit me so many times, but I haven't fought back yet!" The little bearded man who obeyed Xiang Desheng's orders did not mean that Zhao Fan would listen. Seeing the little beard retreating, he had no intention of stopping at all. He stepped out with his feet in a staggering moment, and in a blink of an eye, he reached the little beard, and fisted and thrust into his face.

"Enough, Mr. Zhao, you can stop!" Xiang Desheng could no longer hold back, his face was so dark that it was about to drip out of water. He shouted to Zhao Fan, who was still entangled with a dark face.

"Does your promise not count? I said that I would fight with all of them. Did you go back on your word so quickly?" Zhao Fan's strange voice came, and Xiang Desheng was trembling all over his body.

It was naturally impossible for the beard on the stage to beat Zhao Fan while standing. The two of them soon fought again. Zhao Fan still greeted him on the face, and he was so angry that he roared angrily.

"Very good, Mr. Fang, I have given you enough face. I, Old Xiang, are also a person with good looks. Since your savior is so aggressive, I can't blame me for being rude!" Xiang Desheng said with a dark face, and before he could respond, he waved his hand. Nineteen camouflage uniforms with red eyes were already angry and rushed to the ring.

"Brother, what are you going to do? Are you crazy?"

Zhao Rui had already rushed to the edge of the ring. At this moment, she was roughly pushed by several camouflage uniforms, and she kept stomping her feet while shouting anxiously. However, the ring had already become a squat, so who could hear his voice?

"Is this a plea to die? Mr. Xiang is afraid he is determined to kill. If so many people weren't watching him, this kid would have really told him here!"

"We deserve to die. We have been working hard for so long. If Mr. Xiang doesn't fulfill his promise, we will all feel a little embarrassed!"

"Hehe, since Mr. Xiang said that, do you think he can be cured? I guess the injury is mild, and it is likely that he is a lifelong disability and is more uncomfortable than death!"

"Who is that strange? If he doesn't do anything, he will do something to death himself. Even if he dies, he deserves it!"

"Don't kill anyone!" Seeing the crowds of people around, Xiang Desheng frowned and shouted at the ring.

"Dr. Fang, don't look at me like this. You have seen the whole story. I think I have shown enough sincerity. If you still want to turn against me for this lifeless thing, I will have to admit it!" Feeling the gaze that Fang Wenshan cast at him, Xiang Desheng no longer had the kindness he had just now, and roared with a calm face.

"Oh!" Fang Wenzheng could only sigh, and the mess was like this, and he could not say anything to protect Zhao Fan.

Xiang Desheng can be said to be a person who is stubborn in Xiling City. Even if he does something wrong, few people dare to ask him to apologize. Today, because of his face, Xiang Desheng has lowered his attitude, but Zhao Fan doesn't know why, so he must make a big deal.

"Will it be over before we get together early? It's not a big girl, why are you shy? Just like you trash, I'll let you have a hundred moves first, so that people won't say I'll bully you!" Zhao Fan's arrogant voice came from the ring, and a group of camouflaged seven orifices were smoked. After getting on the ring, he rushed towards him without even standing firmly.

Experience value 5

Experience value 5

Experience value 5...

With more than twenty people's fists and feet added together, the speed of increase in experience value was many times faster than before. The system's prompt sound was like the sound of nature, and it kept ringing in Zhao Fan's mind.

"You don't believe it, saying you are trash, it doesn't hurt or itchy, can you give some force?" Zhao Fan raised his hands and asked them to beat him, and he was still shouting sarcastically.

A group of camouflage uniforms went crazy, and even took out the strength to feed, and the fists and feet fell on him like raindrops. The comfortable feeling made Zhao Fan subconsciously let out a ecstatic moan, and the strange sound made everyone's faces a capital embarrassment.

"I'm here again, I know this kid must have come here! No, I must have bent. When I hear this sound, my body will react. I have to find a doctor to show me later!"

"Impossible, I'm fighting one for more than twenty, why is that kid still so lively? Are those people on the ring not the group of people who General Xiang sent to Siberia?"

"Evil nature is simply too evil. Isn't he really afraid of pain? Why is it so powerful to practice horizontally? Isn't it said that if you get ejaculated in one breath, you can't help it? How could he still speak?"

Everyone around was stunned. One of twenty beaten one, and the one who was beaten was still jumping around. Who would believe it if you say it?

"No, if you hold on like this, you will scare them. Maybe you won't beat them anymore. You have to give them some hope!" Zhao Fan saw the hesitation on the face of those camouflage uniforms, and his eyes turned, and he had an idea in his heart.

Then Zhao Fan on the ring was "bowed down" on the ground by several camouflage uniforms, and Zhao Fan even screamed like a pig.

"Brother!" A scream came from Zhao Rui's mouth. Seeing twenty people keep punching and kicking Zhao Fan lying on the ground, the little girl burst into tears. If Fang Wenzheng and the driver Xiao Wu had not stopped him tightly, they would have crawled onto the ring.

Xiang Desheng snorted coldly, his eyes flashed with a cold light, and the expression on his face finally eased a little.

"I just said that even if you can withstand the fight, can you block more than 20 people from punching and kicking? This kid is too pretentious, and he will suffer some of it now!"

"Beat him!"

"Beat him!"...

Seeing that Zhao Fan was finally knocked over to the ground, the people around him breathed a sigh of relief almost at the same time, then cheered, and then shouted in unison.

It seems that Xiang Desheng has the advantage, but in everyone's eyes, they think that Xiang Desheng is the bullied side, and they actually share the same hatred against Zhao Fan.

"Oh, it hurts so much! I'm going to die, I'm going to die!"

"Hey, who is so fucking me? Do you still have any moral integrity? If you mess with me, I will turn against you!"...

Zhao Fan, who was lying on the ground and holding his head, kept screaming. Although he still sounded a little sarcastic, it still made Zhao Rui and Fang Wenzheng anxious.

"Mr. Xiang, show mercy! No matter what, he is my life-saving benefactor. Young people are impulsive in doing things, so don't be as knowledgeable as him!" Fang Wenzheng ran to Xiang Desheng with sweat on his head, bowing while helping Zhao Fan plead with mercy.

"Don't worry, my subordinates are still a bit sensible. However, if you do something wrong, you always have to pay some price. Otherwise, I won't have to open a Pinxuan in Xiling City in the future!" Xiang Desheng said lukewarmly.

Seeing Xiang Desheng's attitude, Fang Wenzheng knew that he had no intention of letting Zhao Fan go. He looked up at Zhao Fan who was kicked hard by countless feet after falling to the ground, and made up his mind and gritted his teeth and rushed towards the direction of the ring.

"Stop him!" Seeing Fang Wenzheng's actions, Xiang Desheng shouted at Liao Xue and others with a dark face, and rushed over and pulled Fang Wenzheng down from the edge of the ring with a few people.

More than twenty minutes passed quickly, and Zhao Fan felt that his experience value was decreasing, and many people hit him without the increase in his experience value.

"Okay, you've performed almost the same thing, it's my turn now!" Hearing Zhao Fan's full of breath coming from the ring, a noisy training ground seemed to have been pressed, and it instantly became silent.

"He, can he get up?"

"I've been beaten to the ground for so long, and I've been beaten at least a few hundred times? Why doesn't this kid mean to be injured at all?"

"Is he a monster? At this time, Mr. Xiang's people should not let go, right?"

Everyone rubbed their eyes hard, and saw Zhao Fan's legs sweeping over the two camouflage uniforms closest to him, and then a scattered fish bounced from the ground.

His face looked slightly pale, and he was breathing heavily while pretending to be silenced, with a cynical look on his face.

One hand randomly slapped the dust on his body, and the moment the other hand raised, he caught a punch from a camouflage uniform. He twisted it with the force, and the camouflage uniform let out a muffled groan, his arms twisted like twists, and his whole body rotated around, and then fell to the ground.

"Hmph!" Xiang Desheng's cold snorting came from under the ring. The group of camouflage uniforms who were still stunned were shocked and rushed towards Zhao Fan again.

Just now, Zhao Fan just wanted to collect more experience points, but he had no serious resistance at all. A group of camouflage uniforms grabbed the hands whenever they wanted, hugged the legs when they wanted, and hit the legs when they wanted, and played the same thing as they wanted. He was also having a lot of fun.

But at this moment, Zhao Fan was ready to harvest the last wave of experience value. He was determined to bring them all down. How could he give them a chance?

I saw his feet stepping quickly, and his body shuttled through the ring like a swimming fish. Every part of his hands, elbows, feet, knees, shoulders, head, etc. became powerful weapons. Every strong camouflage uniform that was touched by him would make a muffled groan.

More than 20 camouflage uniforms kept flying backwards in a short period of time. Those with better luck could be blocked by the fence of the ring. If they were not lucky, they would be beaten under the ring.

Everyone around them felt a little cold, because none of the people who were knocked down by Zhao Fan could stand up again. After looking carefully, they found that many of their joints had been removed by Zhao Fan. These people didn't see clearly how he did it from beginning to end.

Experience value 5

Experience value 5

Experience value 5...

Twenty sounds of prompts appeared continuously, and another hundred experience points were obtained. When I looked up, I saw that all the twenty camouflage uniforms had fallen to the ground in a row.

Zhao Fan, who collected more than 10,000 experience points in more than half an hour, just wanted to cheer loudly. In less than half a day, he had collected more than 10,000 upgrade experiences of 200,000. He was almost willing to give up now, and now he was full of confidence.
Chapter completed!