After finishing a glass of wine, Chen Fan turned to look at Ding Hongfei who was sitting in the wheelchair and said:
"If you are paralyzed, just rest at home. It will be embarrassing to come out."
"You! Today, Master Leng is here. You, Chen Fan, won't be arrogant for long. If you kneel down and beg for mercy now, I can beg for you in front of Master Leng, and maybe I can keep your body intact."
At this time, Ding Hongfei took advantage of Leng Feng's presence and became tougher in tone.
"You really remember eating but not fighting. Ding Hongfei, do you remember how you knelt in front of me and kowtowed that day? Do you want me to remind you?"
Although the fat man was a little nervous, he couldn't lose his momentum at this time, so he opened his mouth to attack Ding Hongfei.
"Are you Chen Fan?"
Leng Feng asked without even raising his head, playing with the ring on his finger.
"Are you Leng Feng?"
Chen Fan replied.
"That's unreasonable. You just called Mr. Leng's name casually. It offends Huwei and makes you unable to eat. You just walk around."
The person speaking at this time was the head of the Ding family, Ding Chunhui.
Hearing Ding Chunhui's words, Chen Fan smiled slightly and chose to ignore it.
"You haven't answered me yet, are you Chen Fan?"
"You didn't answer me either, are you Leng Feng?"
The two were tit for tat.
Seeing Chen Fan's stubborn words, Leng Feng shook his head, finally looked up at Chen Fan and asked:
"Did you kill Ouyang Jian? Anyone who can kill Ouyang Jian is not without merit.
How about this, you crawl over here and be my dog, bite whoever I ask you to bite, then I let you go, how about that? "
After Leng Feng finished speaking, he burst into laughter.
Chen Fan remained calm. After Leng Feng finished laughing, he immediately said:
"Not everyone in Yuncheng likes to recognize their master everywhere like the Ding family and his son."
After hearing Chen Fan's words, the Ding family's father and son's faces turned pale and ugly.
Immediately, Chen Fan continued:
"I would also like to make a suggestion. Kneel down in front of me, call me "Master" three times, then take out 100 million to show your respect, and then hand it over to the accomplice in the Eastern Prison. I will only break one of your legs. How about that?"
"Crazy! So crazy! Even crazier than Mr. Leng!"
I'm afraid this is what everyone present is thinking.
Who is Leng Feng?
In Yuncheng, no matter how arrogant he is, everyone thinks it's normal, just because he is from Jinling City, no one dares to offend him.
But why should Chen Fan?
Even if one of Leng Feng's masters is killed, what does that mean? The Leng family has so many masters, and that doesn't even count the Leng family headquarters in Jinling City.
How does Chen Fan fight with Leng Shao? !
Hearing Chen Fan's words, Leng Feng was a little confused like a monk. He was wondering if this kid had been kicked in the head by a donkey and why he was talking nonsense.
Ding Chunhui and his son on the side were happy. The more Chen Fan made Leng Shao angry, the more serious the consequences would be.
Leng Nuannuan, who was sitting in the corner, watched this scene with an expression as if she was waiting for the show to begin. She knew that Chen Fan was capable, but in this small Cloud City, no one could shake the behemoth of the Leng family.
"You are looking for death!"
Soon, Leng Feng gritted his teeth and uttered a sentence.
"You really don't want to consider my suggestion? There won't be that store after passing this village."
Seeing that Leng Feng was angry, Chen Fan added another sentence.
"I'm thinking about you, uncle!"
After Leng Feng finished speaking, he raised his right hand and made an "up" gesture.
Seven or eight young strong men quickly sprang out from inside and rushed towards Chen Fan with the dick in their hands.
"Don't let these little shrimps come out and waste time!"
As soon as Chen Fan finished speaking, he saw someone raising his hand and heard: Bang! Bang! Bang. . . .
Seven or eight people fell to the ground as if they were ejected by springs, unable to move.
Leng Feng didn't even look at it, but glanced at the middle-aged man next to him.
A man in gray robes, about 50 years old, came out.
"It's Mr. Yun!"
Someone on the side had already called out.
"Mr. Yun is unfathomable. Even Mr. Ouyang dare not speak loudly in front of him. Chen Fan will be in trouble."
"Not necessarily. I heard that Mr. Chen also killed Mr. Ouyang with one move that day."
After the man in gray clothes came out, he looked at Chen Fan:
"Do you need me to do something? Kneel down and kowtow to Master Leng, and I can make your death a little more pleasant."
"It's so long-winded."
Chen Fan shook his head after hearing the words of the man in gray and said:
"Let him come out too."
After speaking, he pointed at the man in white standing on Leng Feng's right.
Naturally, Chen Fan had already noticed the presence of the man in white.
"What! Is he going to challenge two of them directly?"
"Chen Fan wants to provoke Mr. Lei, he is looking for death."
Everyone at the scene was very puzzled, except the old man sitting next to Leng Nuannuan.
Zhuge Xin knew what Chen Fan was hiding, but it was still interesting to challenge Yun and Lei together.
"Since they are so powerful and want to fight one against two, of course we have to be satisfied."
Leng Feng sneered and turned to look at the man in white.
Then, another figure walked out.
"You bitch, you really don't know how much you weigh. Yun and Lei are strong men in the middle stage of cultivation. They are from the same lineage, and when they join forces, they can even resist the guy next to that stinky woman.
Since you want to die quickly, I don't mind! "
Seeing Yun and Lei walking out, Leng Feng thought to himself.
"Take action!"
Chen Fan looked at the two of them.
Take your life—
The man in gray was the first to take action. He jumped up and made a fist with his right arm. At the same time, a gray cloud-like gas seemed to be filled with the fist.
Practitioners use spiritual power as the foundation to take on various forms, but their destructive power differs depending on their level.
The man in white, who followed closely behind, also took off in the air, his body at a 45-degree angle to the ground, his legs straight, and lightning sparks seemed to be bursting out from his taut toes.
The two of them attacked simultaneously with fists, legs and feet, and the two terrifying spiritual powers attacked Chen Fan's forehead and waist.
Chen Fan stood there and did not look at Yun and Lei. Instead, he kept looking at Leng Feng in front of him with a smile.
Leng Feng stared at Chen Fan closely, and their eyes met.
"You're so scared! If you look at my handsome face at this moment, you will die without knowing how."
Leng Feng's psychological activities are very rich.
In the blink of an eye, the two men's attacks had already arrived in front of Chen Fan. Chen Fan reached out his right hand to directly catch the incoming fist, and at the same time raised his right leg to resist Lei's lightning leg.
The moment the two sides collided, they seemed to stand still.
Everyone held their breath. With the terrifying black fists and lightning legs, ordinary people's bodies would quickly burn if touched.
But Chen Fan directly used his hands and legs to confront the enemy head-on. This is not an egg against a stone!
Everyone present was expecting a blood arrow to spurt out from Chen Fan's mouth, but the opposite happened.
The man in gray clothes whose fist was clasped by Chen Fan's hand changed greatly. The moment he touched Chen Fan, he felt that his fist was being swallowed by a strong suction force, making it difficult for him to move;
The man in white below was also shocked. The lightning leg full of spiritual power was blocked by Chen Fan's leg, like an ordinary person kicking an iron plate.
Chen Fan's right hand turned slightly, and the man in gray clothes spun around, like a kite being pulled, not obeying his orders.
After spinning more than a dozen times, Chen Fan stretched out his palm and pushed forward suddenly. The man in gray was ejected like an arrow from a string, and at the same time, he could hear the sound of a certain part of his body "clicking" in the air.
"Ah! My hand!"
boom!
The man in gray smashed his entire body on a table, smashing it to pieces in an instant.
The lightning leg of the man in white below, which he thought was extremely powerful, seemed to be hit by a stronger object. The entire foot and the bones in the calf began to break.
Click click click—
The body also flew in the same direction and landed directly on the man in gray.
Bang! ah!
At this time, the two people had painful expressions. One's arm was bloody and broken, and the white bones of the other's feet and calves were exposed. It was extremely miserable!
Almost without wasting a minute, the two cultivators who were considered extremely powerful by others were easily eliminated by Chen Fan, without any ability to resist.
Everything happened too fast.
So many people haven't realized what happened in the middle.
After a few seconds, the expressions of the people present were diverse and rich.
Ding Hongfei's eyes widened and his mouth opened into an O shape;
Wan Jia's hands were still making blindfold movements. She originally thought that Chen Fan would be bloody and miserable;
The wine glass held in Chen Dashan's hand was shaking slightly;
Zhuge Xin in the corner shook his head, while Leng Nuannuan was staring at Chen Fan with a pair of bright eyes;
The one with the most exaggerated expression was Leng Feng. His lips were trembling up and down. He wanted to raise his hand and point at Chen Fan, but he couldn't do it. . .
