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Body Chapter 61 Did you go to the wrong set?

"If I asked you to leave at the beginning, I could still keep you from having nothing to do with my face! Now that you are making such a big fuss, the people of the Xiao family are already red, and I can't help you!"

When Gu Ziyan seemed to look at Zhao Fan, she didn't know what she could say except shaking her head. She and Zhao Fan were just having a brief contact. Being able to speak for him for a few words was considered meddling in other people's business. Perhaps it was more because she didn't like Xiao Yuze!

"This is your confidence to make trouble in my Xiao family's place? If you can defeat Ikeda and others, you can be considered a master in the eyes of ordinary people!"

Xiao Yuanhang's face was gloomy. He didn't even look at the ninjas lying on the ground with cold sweat on their heads. He looked at Zhao Fan with disdain and said with a sneer.

"Which end is you?"

Zhao Fan threw away the wet wipes in his hand, glanced at Xiao Yuanhang, and asked indifferently.

"I don't even know me, Xiao Yuanhang, dare to fight here? You really make me admire you! Look at your kung fu, the elders of the master sect are not an unknown person! Tell me, if you are lucky, I can leave you a complete corpse!"

Xiao Yuanhang laughed loudly, and there were also bursts of sneering sounds from the crowd behind him, as if he didn't know him, Xiao Yuanhang, was something funny.

"Okay, don't show off here! Judging from your tone, your status in the Xiao family should be quite low. Please give me money quickly, 15.75 billion! The Xiao family has a great career, and this little money should not be seen. That young Master Xiao is young and ignorant. You old guy should still have some shame. You won't give me money if you lose, right?"

Zhao Fan glanced at Xiao Yuze's face, smiled disdainfully at him with resentment, and then looked at Xiao Yuanhang again.

"Do you like money so much? Don't worry, I will give you something, isn't it just over one hundred billion? I can give you one hundred billion!"

Xiao Yuanhang had a strange smile on his face, looked at Zhao Fan with a sarcastic look, and said leisurely. He waved his hand gently while talking. The group of people behind him ran quickly with understanding, and instantly formed a large encirclement, surrounding Zhao Fan tightly in the middle.

He just asked casually. Since Zhao Fan didn't mention the master's sect behind him, he was too lazy to ask again. The Xiao family was very confident. In his opinion, even if Zhao Fan had a master's sect or something, he would not make any big fuss in front of the Xiao family.

"So generous? Is it a transfer or cash? I think it's better to transfer money. It's not very convenient to bring so much cash!"

Zhao Fan seemed to have not seen these people's movements, and even had a hint of joy on his face, and he was still talking to himself.

"There is nothing inconvenient, it's the underworld! I'll burn it to you together after you die! Don't thank me too much, after all, you have also given our Xiao family such a big gift!"

Xiao Yuanhang's sinister words had just been said, but there was a burst of laughter around him. Everyone looked at Zhao Fan as if they were looking at a dead person.

"So, are your Xiao family planning to treat this deadbeat to the end?"

Zhao Fan grinned, revealing his white teeth, and his expression on his face did not change at all. His eyes looked at Xiao Yuanhang as if he was looking at an idiot.

"Akun, you can take action! Keep his life first, die a hundred times, let him live and see the means of our Xiao family. When will I feel better, I will send him on my way!"

Xiao Yuanhang had no patience to continue verbal battles with Zhao Fan? He ignored Zhao Fan's sarcasm and turned around and gave a cold command to the middle-aged man wearing a dark brown Tang suit behind him.

"yes!"

Akun responded respectfully, and when he raised his head to look at Zhao Fan, his face was full of grim smiles.

Zhao Fan's eyes fell on the man's feet. The man was wearing a pair of black soft-soled shoes, strode towards him. The distance he took every step was as if he had been measured with a ruler, and there was a dull sound every time the soles of his feet touched the ground.

This man was only about 1.7 meters tall, and he didn't look like a particularly strong and muscular man, but when his steps fell, the entire ground seemed to be trembling slightly.

Looking at the place where he walked, there were actually a row of cracked footprints on the marble floor tiles on the ground. Although it was very shallow, it was very conspicuous under the bright lights.

"There are really many Mingjin masters in the Xiao family!"

Zhao Fan had a smile on his face, and was stomping on the ground and stomping soundly. It was the manifestation of the Mingjin stage when he reached the Mingjin stage of Kung Fu. Looking at Akun with a ferocious face, Zhao Fan only felt a large group of experience points spreading happily towards him.

"Brother Kun has taken action, this kid is dead! He can break the floor tiles with one kick. Is that kid's bone harder than the floor tiles?"

"It's been a long time since I saw Brother Kun take action. This kid can actually work Brother Kun takes action himself. It's worth it if he dies!"

"Yes, Brother Kun is a master in the Mingjin period. He is not easy to deal with such a character? I don't know when I will reach that level!"

The guys who were knocked down by Zhao Fan at the beginning, after Xiao Yuanhang and his group arrived, someone dragged them aside. However, these guys were too resentful to Zhao Fan. Even if they felt pain, they were unwilling to go to the hospital. They wanted to see Zhao Fan being cleaned up before leaving.

"The strength of the Xiao family is indeed incomparable to our Shinno Ninja! Now that we are defeated by this Chinese, we may never have the initiative in future cooperation!"

The ninjas who interrupted Zhao Fan were not so lucky. They had a lot of sweat and had to move aside with difficulty. The eyes of Zhao Fan were all full of resentment.

"I am Lin Kun. The person on the road gave me a nickname called Pili Hand! Remember my name, when you die, you will be considered an explanation when you arrive at the King of Hell!"

Mingjin, a master named Lin Kun, walked to a place more than one meter away from Zhao Fan and stopped, clenched his fists and waved his hands twice, with the whistling sound of the wind. He could only see his chin and his face was full of arrogance.

"Puff! Uncle, you went to the wrong set, right? I have little study, don't lie to me, isn't Hunyuan Pili's hand called Cheng Kun?"

Zhao Fan burst out laughing with a squeak, and subconsciously spoke.

The others naturally didn't dare to laugh, and Gu Ziyan, who was looking at this side, had no worries. After hearing Zhao Fan's words, she couldn't help laughing.

Lin Kun's face turned a little dark. Zhao Fan was already a dead person in his eyes. He wouldn't care too much if he jumped around a few times before he died. But Gu Ziyan's laughter seemed a little too harsh.

Lin Kun snorted coldly, his eyes with the others with cold light looked up, and then he saw Gu Ziyan, who was curling his lips and looking indifferent.

A few smiles instantly squeezed out from the black face, and I didn't dare to look at him any more.

Lin Kun, who was full of anger, stomped his feet again, and the marble tiles on the ground instantly shattered, and countless debris flew everywhere. With the roar, his palms bent into tiles penetrated his ears and slapped Zhao Fan's head.

"The people of the Xiao family are really domineering. Even the dogs they raise are so domineering! They steal the names of others, so why don't they let me say it?"

Zhao Fan raised his hands at an extremely fast speed, blocking Lin Kun's palms in a light description. He spoke casually in his mouth, without trembling at all. The other party's angry palms were extremely relaxed.

Experience value 25

Experience value 25

The system prompt sounded twice in a row, and Zhao Fan's face was full of joy. This person could provide twenty-five experience points every time he attacked.

Each time, the 20-point experience value is 2,500 experience value every time. Finally, he can be beaten until he can't take care of himself. He can also provide another 25-point experience value.

Unable to stand the stimulation, Lin Kun had already taken all his strength, but Zhao Fan was happily planning his plan.

"Go to die!"

This Mingjin master named Lin Kun should be practicing some kind of martial arts outside the pass. He made a steady move, opened and closed his palms, and his palms were extremely heavy, and they were a bit sharp and strong. This time, Zhao Fan did not allow his opponent's palms to greet him. Although his defense was amazing, it still hurt a little after being hit by an opponent of this level.

The roar kept coming from Lin Kun's mouth, shaking everyone's eardrums.

He stepped down step by step with a rhythm, turning around Zhao Fan continuously. Every step he took out, the ground would vibrate slightly. His palms slapped again and again at the same rhythm. When he made a move, he almost used all his strength, with a terrifying aura of going without returning.

This man is indeed a master in the Mingjin stage, and his skills are very profound. The speed of his palms waving did not seem to be fast, but the force of each palm was very terrifying. When his palms waving, there was even a whirring sound of wind.

This man's every move is just right, the same distance as the distance he takes every step under his feet, without any deviation, giving people a feeling that he is as unstoppable as a mountain.

But Zhao Fan was different. Although the other party sent more than 20 palms in succession, no one who watched carefully saw him using any decent moves.

He is fast, and basically every time he waits for Lin Kun to take action, his hands start to move, but he can often come back first and block Lin Kun's slap his palm in time.

Experience value 25

Experience value 25

Experience value 25

...

The system's voice was still ringing tirelessly. Even if you block it with your hands, the other party finally hit his body, and the experience value was added no matter how much.

But Zhao Fan also saw a little anxiety and hesitation in Lin Kun's eyes. This man thought he could defeat Zhao Fan easily, but every time he took action, he was easily blocked by Zhao Fan, and he began to doubt him.

"Bang!"

The dull collision sounded again. Zhao Fan stepped on the phone that Xiao Yuze had just fallen to the ground, and his body staggered and shouted in panic.

A grinning sneered on Lin Kun's face again in an instant. His feet suddenly stepped out, and then a trembling shout came out of his mouth.

The "flaw" exposed by Zhao Fan is actually not big, but Lin Kun is a master in the Ming Dynasty, so how could he miss such an opportunity?

With a loud shout, Lin Kun's terrifying palm hit Zhao Fan without any doubt.

"oops!"

Zhao Fan, who was screaming in his mouth, flew out by his palm. The huge gambling table, which was not too far away, was hit and made a sour creaking sound, moving more than a meter away.

"It hurts so much!"

Zhao Fan grinned and stood up with a grin, and the other party slapped his shoulder. Although the bones were not broken, his entire arm was a little numb.

"Brother Kun, kill him. This kid just fought and was at the end of his strength!"

"It turns out that only has this little ability, I thought Brother Kun could not beat him!"

"Brother Kun, you want to avenge us. This kid is so cruel!"

The cheers rang out loud, and the casino, which was originally a little quiet, soon became lively again.
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