Zhao Fan pretended to look ugly and covered his chest, and his feet were floating when he walked, as if he was about to fall down at any time. These people could be said to be a huge treasure for him. He would not foolishly scare these people so much that they dare not take revenge, thus losing the source of experience value.

He did not kill him. These people were just dislocated joints. Even so, this pain was unbearable for ordinary people. However, these camouflage uniforms were very tough. Although they felt sweaty on their foreheads, none of them made a sound of snoring pain, and their fiery eyes were still staring at him fiercely.

If his eyes could kill people, Zhao Fan probably had been killed hundreds of times by them.

"What kind of evil thing does this kid have? He can obviously put these people down with a wave of his hand. He insists that others beat him first?"

"It's so fake. One person who beats twenty people so easily. Isn't this guy Mr. Xiang deliberately wanted to pick him up? More than twenty people, but Mr. Xiang paid a lot of money to send him back to the Siberian Mercenary Base for training. He is not an ordinary person. How could he solve it so easily?"

"It's really possible that General Xiang and Director Fang joined forces to act together, with the purpose of giving General Xiang another trump card. After all, although Master Zhong is good at kung fu, he lacks some murderous aura and is not cruel enough. This kid is like a beast when he starts to act, and it makes people feel scared!"

Zhao Fan ignored the eyes and discussions of the people around him, pretended to be very weak, used his hands and feet, and slipped off the ring in a mess.

"What are you doing? Is the fight fun? What should I do if something happens to you? What should I do? What should my parents do?" Zhao Rui, who had already had red eyes, rushed over, and her fair little hands slapped his chest randomly, and tears flowed down her face.

"It hurts, it hurts!" Zhao Fan could not explain clearly to Zhao Rui at this time, and could only look painful and keep crying out in pain.

"I'm afraid of pain and I'll beat him? Where did I get hurt?" Zhao Rui's face changed, and she subconsciously reached out to support him. Although her tone was still stiff, the deep concern could not be concealed and she kept looking at him.

"Just they can still hurt me? There are too many people, and I'm just tired!" Zhao Fan twisted his arm as he spoke, making a hissing sound of pain in his mouth, looking as if he was desperate to save face.

Then when he looked up, he saw Xiang Desheng, who was gloomy on his face, looking coldly at him, and a smile appeared on his face instantly.

"Mr. Xiang is indeed a matter of words, keep your word! I also keep my word. I won't bother with you some unpleasant things happening today!" Zhao Fan walked to Xiang Desheng with a bland step, gave him a thumbs up, and praised loudly.

"The plot is wrong. He is continuing to provoke? At this time, shouldn't it be that General Xiang's body was shocked. Is this kid just bowing to the ground?"

"Are we wrong? This kid is not Mr. Xiang? Then where did he get the courage to make things so big?"

"I can't understand it a little. If he was really not the person arranged by General Xiang, and if he dared to talk to General Xiang like this, he would be afraid that his life would be difficult to save. Yipinxuan's methods are not just as simple as these few thugs!"

"Did he really carry twenty people and beat them for half an hour, and get up and fuck them all down? What kind of monster is this?"

Hearing the discussions around him, Xiang Desheng wanted to kill these self-righteous guys. He nodded to Zhao Fan with a gloomy face and said coldly: "Then Xiang thank Mr. Zhao for his magnanimity!"

"You're welcome, it's OK! After being beaten for so long, I'm hungry. Mr. Fang, you should have served all the dishes? Can you have a meal?" Zhao Fan responded casually to Xiang Desheng, and asked Fang Wenzheng with his stomach covering.

"Ah? You can eat, Xiao Wu, please take Mr. Fang here!" Fang Wenzheng didn't expect that Zhao Fan would have to eat here. He was stunned for a moment before he reacted and quickly called the driver Xiao Wu to take Zhao Fan to the private room.

Looking at Zhao Fan's back as he was helping Zhao Rui, Xiang Desheng's teeth creaked, and his gray face was full of viciousness. Anyone who knew him knew that he was really interested in killing. Those onlookers dared not stay any longer. They walked cleanly in an instant, for fear of being bad.

After such a big fight, Xiang Desheng's face was almost swollen by him. Not only did this guy not leave immediately, he also wanted to continue eating here. He was determined to continue to disgusting him!

Seeing Fang Wenzheng still staying here, Xiang Desheng snorted coldly and said lightly: "Dr. Fang, there is something to say! You know my character. This is the first time that someone dares to give me such a shame! If you don't say this tone, Xiang Desheng will have no shame to stay in this place! You should also consider that even if this little bastard saved your life by chance, it would be better to keep a distance from him! Otherwise, such a life-and-death thing might have cheated you at any time."

Fang Wenzheng heard the threatening meaning of Xiang Desheng, and knew that Xiang Desheng would no longer give him any room for negotiation on this matter. He could only sigh and walk towards the restaurant.

"Check, find out all his details! Contact the Blood Eagle and make him have to come back tonight. He dares to scatter on my Xiang Desheng's territory. I want him to regret crawling out of his mother's womb!" Fang Wenzheng had just walked into the corridor when he heard Xiang Desheng's roar, and his face became more and more serious.

...

Zhao Fan, male, 24 years old.

Home address: No. 400-116, Chengdong Avenue, Chengdong Development Zone, Xiling City (formerly the dormitory of the state-owned chemical factory).

Father: Zhao Aiguo, technician of a state-owned chemical factory.

Mother: Li Cuilan, accounting for state-owned chemical factory.

He studied at the School of Civil Engineering of Xiling University and dropped out of school...

The first person to get this information was Yu Wenxuan.

He didn't need to investigate at all. He Yufei, who had been beaten and covered in bruises, had already told everything she knew about like a bamboo tube pouring beans.

With Xiang Desheng's energy and Liao Xue found some information from Fang Wenzheng's driver Xiao Wu, it didn't take much time, and the same information also came to him.

It would be fine if I didn't see it. Although the two of them were not in the same place after seeing this information, they both looked like they had eaten flies.

What are their identities? Yu Wenxuan is the youngest son of the Yu family and the future heir of the Yu family group, with a net worth of at least a few billion. Xiang Desheng is just the boss of Yipinxuan on his face. In fact, everyone knows that this person's main income comes from some shameful industries, and almost all the underground forces in Xiling City are under his control.

When they have identities like them, they don’t even have the interest to see someone like Zhao Fan when they walk on the road.

But today, I ate a stomach full of dust on such a person at the same time.

You should know that Chengdong Development Zone is a place where Xiling City has only started development in recent years. In the past, it was a barren rural area. The only state-owned chemical factory of the company has always been half dead. There have been news that the company is preparing to close.

For people in Xiling City, it is equivalent to a slum.

"The son of a broken enterprise employee, who was born in the east of the city, did not know where to learn some kung fu, and dared to provoke me, Yu Wenxuan, on the head! If you don't ruin you, I won't be named Yu!" The belt in Yu Wenxuan's hand, with the whistling wind, thrust hard on He Yufei tightly tightly in the corner of the wall. Amid the screams, his face was already distorted, and he had no image of a gentle young man, gritted his teeth and growled.

"Let the Blood Eagle go over tonight. When the wanderer returns, I will give their family a surprise!" Xiang Desheng said lightly to Liao Xue, who was so charming about her eyes around him...

"What else can I check? Is there anyone we are afraid of in Xiling? Isn't it enough for us to let Ah Long go? Our sons are all beaten like this. No matter who he is, he will die!" In the luxurious single ward in Fukang Hospital, a vulgar middle-aged woman with a jewel and a nouveau riche from the inside out, was hugging Liu Yaowen, whose head was still swollen like a pig's head, screaming at the middle-aged man in front of him with a gloomy face.

At this moment, the middle-aged man's cell phone rang.

"It's just such a thing? Do you dare to touch my son? Let Ah Long bring people over, interrupt his hands and feet and drag it over. I want him to kneel in front of my son to apologize!" After hearing for a while, the middle-aged man raised his thick eyebrows, a cold light flashed in his eyes, and he gave a cold order.

At this moment, Zhao Fan was eating in Yipinxuan's private room, and almost most of the dishes on the table were in his stomach. If he knew that a large wave of experience points was on the way, he would probably laugh out loud in his dreams.

"Mr. Zhao, you must have just come back from another place and don't know much about Yipinxuan and Xiang Desheng. You have offended him to death after making such a fuss today. I'm afraid he won't let it go. I'm afraid you will be in trouble in the future!" Fang Wenzheng quietly waited for Zhao Fan to finish eating, and then reminded with a serious expression.

"It doesn't matter, I like trouble the most. If life is too comfortable, wouldn't it be too boring!" Zhao Fan took the tissue handed over by Zhao Rui and wiped his mouth, smiling indifferently.

Just kidding, he spent so much effort just waiting for Xiang Desheng to give him experience points. If Xiang Desheng doesn't come to cause trouble for him, he will be anxious!

"With Mr. Zhao's skills and medical skills, you naturally don't have to pay much attention to some minor troubles, but Xiang Desheng has always been vengeful and uses any means to start. I live in Xiling, and I probably know some of his things. He has done a lot of kidnapping and murder. Mr. Zhao's family is here, so it's better to be more cautious!" Fang Wenzheng saw Zhao Fan's appearance, shook his head secretly, looked around carefully, and then continued to remind him in a low voice.

"The people on Xiling Road are so despicable now? What do you mean is that if he can't move me, he will move my family?" Zhao Fan raised his eyebrows and his face changed slightly.

He always felt that Xiang Desheng's group was his experience library, and he could keep it to him and continue to give him experience. When he heard Fang Wenzheng's words, he suddenly remembered that this was not the Middle East, nor was he alone. If Xiang Desheng wanted to attack the people around him, it would be a bit troublesome.

Fang Wenzheng saw Zhao Fan's expression and knew that he had only figured out some powerful relationships at this time. He couldn't help but sigh and nodded seriously.

"If I really dare to touch my family, although it's a pity that some experience points are worth, I don't mind sending him on the way!" Zhao Fan casually kneaded the tissue in his hand into a ball and threw it on the table, and a trace of murderous intent flashed through Zhao Fan's heart.
Chapter completed!