Chapter 458
As one of the three leading tiger generals in the east of the city, Xu fan made no exception. He slapped Zuo shandiao in the face, lifted Zuo shandiao up in the air and made three turns in the air. The back seat shandiao was also like a rolling gourd, rolling from the door to the bottom of the steps.
Dozens of steps, although not high, but at the moment the mountain carving is still bruised and bruised, more let the mountain carving care about, his high bulging cheek.
"Eagle!"
At this moment, two hundred men rushed up to lift the statue.
The anger in the eyes of the mountain sculpture is about to gush out!
When speaking on the road, which one is not to bury deep hatred in the bottom of my heart, and then make a fight after a quiet talk? When is Xu fan so unruly?
Suddenly, this kind of behavior will not only be despised by everyone, but also be pursued by all underground forces!
Did the young man know that he would die, so that he risked the world's great condemnation and suddenly attacked himself?
At this moment, Zuo shandiao broke away from the support of his hands, covered his high face, and coldly ordered to the man with a machete of about two hundred, "Damn it, you don't want to be shameful, give it to me! Cut him to death
No matter what the young man thinks, this kind of behavior is unforgivable!
This young man, he must die!
With the order of Zuo shandiao, the two hundred men roared, dragged their machetes, stepped forward, picked up the steps and rushed to Xu Fan.
No one can survive under more than 200 knives, even if it's a mountain sculpture!
Now the mountain carving covers his high cheek and stares at Xu Fan. He wants to see Xu Fan cut into meat sauce with his own eyes!
In the face of the two hundred men, Xu Fan's face is still the same, and his cold eyes suppress his anger.
The blade of the sword came to Xu Fan's face. These men were the only ones who looked forward to the carving. They didn't leave a hand at all. They just went to the door of Xu Fan's face.
With a cold smile, Xu Fan shook his body slightly to avoid the blade. At the same time, his right hand rushed to the man's chest like lightning.
Like an electric shock, the man softened quickly, and the machete in his hand fell to the ground powerlessly. Xu Fan took it, turned the face of the knife, turned the back of the knife to the person, swept forward and crossed a semicircular arc.
The men who rushed in front of Xu Fan, as if they were hit by a train, flew directly into the air and hit them heavily.
Below, there was a dense crowd.
Xu Fan, with a negative hand behind him and a reverse hand holding a knife, waved around carelessly.
On the contrary, the fierce and powerful men who wield machetes like scarecrows fly directly to the rear with a little bit of Xu Fan.
One brings down two, two brings down four, four brings down eight. On the steps in front of Xu Fan, hundreds of men rolled down the steps like a string of rolling gourds.
Among the 200 men who really got hold of Xu Fan, only a dozen lay at the foot of the statue, rolling and wailing.
It's only half a moment. It's only a few knives. One man versus two hundred. It's a split.
Standing in the same place, looking at Xu Fan's eyes is like looking at a demon, full of fear and disbelief.
"Is this... Opportunistic?"
The statue soon shook his head, driving this extremely naive idea out of his mind.
This young man is absolutely a master!
And although unwilling to admit it, the mountain carving knows that he is... Defeated! Lost in the hands of a young man with no reputation!
At this moment, Xu Fan, with both hands on his shoulders, walked along the steps toward the mountain sculpture with a face of shock.
Just like walking in the back garden of your home, you can sail slowly.
The cold sweat slipped from the statue's forehead. At this moment, the statue clenched its teeth, hung its head and kept silent.
Now the mountain sculpture finally understands why Xu Fan just ignored the rules and directly attacked himself.
Because of disdain!
The so-called rules, the so-called number of ways, in front of this young man, are nothing at all!
One man, one hand, the back of the knife, the wind is light and the clouds are clear, breaking the 200 soldiers!
Such a powerful force, any rules in the world, I'm afraid that this young man can't be bound!
At this moment, Xu Fan went to the steps in front of the mountain sculpture, commanding, "now, you have two choices, first, die, second, call, let your boss come, which one do you choose?"
Zuo shandiao covered his red and swollen cheek and held his fist in silence.
Xu fan can ignore the rules and the number of ways, but he can't ignore the mountain carving.
Infidelity, injustice, in the underground world, there is no fundamental foothold.
But now, if you don't call the boss, I'm afraid he won't even die!
"By the way, you have half a minute to think about it. After time, I'll make a choice for you."
The smile on Xu Fan's face is like a devil.
Zuo shandiao soon made a decision. He took out his own phone and dialed the dragon head in the east of the city. "Brother Shan, I'm Zuo shandiao. I'm in trouble in Taotie Pavilion. The other party is a young man with one hand, one knife and two hundred soldiers!"
Without saying more nonsense, Zuo shandiao hung up directly.
Things have come to such a point that it is useless to say anything nice. The mountain carving only prays that it can live.
Xu fan saw that Zuo shandiao had made a phone call, turned around cleanly and walked towards his chair.
It's not that he is moved by compassion, but that Xu fan understands that what he wants to do is not to turn the east of the city upside down in front of the Taotie Pavilion and make a river of blood.
In the twenty-first century, even if Xu Fan's means are enormous, killing hundreds of people on the spot in public will cause fear and sensation.
What Xu Fan really wants to do is to seek justice for his Taotie Pavilion and his employees.
Since the dragon head in the east of your city indulges his subordinates to do evil deeds, I will destroy you, the head of all evil!
Since the dragon head in the east of the city can't manage his own people, I'll manage the east of the city for you!
The passers-by on the street, looking at the direction of Taotie pavilion from a distance, pointed and talked about it.
On the second floor of Taotie Pavilion, the furtive employees looked at the scene and gasped.
Two hundred men, who were carved on the mountain, were lying on the ground with their machetes in their hands.
On the steps, Xu Fan, leaning on a knife, sat on a chair. The horizontal knife was as motionless as a mountain!
Dozens of steps, although not high, but at the moment the mountain carving is still bruised and bruised, more let the mountain carving care about, his high bulging cheek.
"Eagle!"
At this moment, two hundred men rushed up to lift the statue.
The anger in the eyes of the mountain sculpture is about to gush out!
When speaking on the road, which one is not to bury deep hatred in the bottom of my heart, and then make a fight after a quiet talk? When is Xu fan so unruly?
Suddenly, this kind of behavior will not only be despised by everyone, but also be pursued by all underground forces!
Did the young man know that he would die, so that he risked the world's great condemnation and suddenly attacked himself?
At this moment, Zuo shandiao broke away from the support of his hands, covered his high face, and coldly ordered to the man with a machete of about two hundred, "Damn it, you don't want to be shameful, give it to me! Cut him to death
No matter what the young man thinks, this kind of behavior is unforgivable!
This young man, he must die!
With the order of Zuo shandiao, the two hundred men roared, dragged their machetes, stepped forward, picked up the steps and rushed to Xu Fan.
No one can survive under more than 200 knives, even if it's a mountain sculpture!
Now the mountain carving covers his high cheek and stares at Xu Fan. He wants to see Xu Fan cut into meat sauce with his own eyes!
In the face of the two hundred men, Xu Fan's face is still the same, and his cold eyes suppress his anger.
The blade of the sword came to Xu Fan's face. These men were the only ones who looked forward to the carving. They didn't leave a hand at all. They just went to the door of Xu Fan's face.
With a cold smile, Xu Fan shook his body slightly to avoid the blade. At the same time, his right hand rushed to the man's chest like lightning.
Like an electric shock, the man softened quickly, and the machete in his hand fell to the ground powerlessly. Xu Fan took it, turned the face of the knife, turned the back of the knife to the person, swept forward and crossed a semicircular arc.
The men who rushed in front of Xu Fan, as if they were hit by a train, flew directly into the air and hit them heavily.
Below, there was a dense crowd.
Xu Fan, with a negative hand behind him and a reverse hand holding a knife, waved around carelessly.
On the contrary, the fierce and powerful men who wield machetes like scarecrows fly directly to the rear with a little bit of Xu Fan.
One brings down two, two brings down four, four brings down eight. On the steps in front of Xu Fan, hundreds of men rolled down the steps like a string of rolling gourds.
Among the 200 men who really got hold of Xu Fan, only a dozen lay at the foot of the statue, rolling and wailing.
It's only half a moment. It's only a few knives. One man versus two hundred. It's a split.
Standing in the same place, looking at Xu Fan's eyes is like looking at a demon, full of fear and disbelief.
"Is this... Opportunistic?"
The statue soon shook his head, driving this extremely naive idea out of his mind.
This young man is absolutely a master!
And although unwilling to admit it, the mountain carving knows that he is... Defeated! Lost in the hands of a young man with no reputation!
At this moment, Xu Fan, with both hands on his shoulders, walked along the steps toward the mountain sculpture with a face of shock.
Just like walking in the back garden of your home, you can sail slowly.
The cold sweat slipped from the statue's forehead. At this moment, the statue clenched its teeth, hung its head and kept silent.
Now the mountain sculpture finally understands why Xu Fan just ignored the rules and directly attacked himself.
Because of disdain!
The so-called rules, the so-called number of ways, in front of this young man, are nothing at all!
One man, one hand, the back of the knife, the wind is light and the clouds are clear, breaking the 200 soldiers!
Such a powerful force, any rules in the world, I'm afraid that this young man can't be bound!
At this moment, Xu Fan went to the steps in front of the mountain sculpture, commanding, "now, you have two choices, first, die, second, call, let your boss come, which one do you choose?"
Zuo shandiao covered his red and swollen cheek and held his fist in silence.
Xu fan can ignore the rules and the number of ways, but he can't ignore the mountain carving.
Infidelity, injustice, in the underground world, there is no fundamental foothold.
But now, if you don't call the boss, I'm afraid he won't even die!
"By the way, you have half a minute to think about it. After time, I'll make a choice for you."
The smile on Xu Fan's face is like a devil.
Zuo shandiao soon made a decision. He took out his own phone and dialed the dragon head in the east of the city. "Brother Shan, I'm Zuo shandiao. I'm in trouble in Taotie Pavilion. The other party is a young man with one hand, one knife and two hundred soldiers!"
Without saying more nonsense, Zuo shandiao hung up directly.
Things have come to such a point that it is useless to say anything nice. The mountain carving only prays that it can live.
Xu fan saw that Zuo shandiao had made a phone call, turned around cleanly and walked towards his chair.
It's not that he is moved by compassion, but that Xu fan understands that what he wants to do is not to turn the east of the city upside down in front of the Taotie Pavilion and make a river of blood.
In the twenty-first century, even if Xu Fan's means are enormous, killing hundreds of people on the spot in public will cause fear and sensation.
What Xu Fan really wants to do is to seek justice for his Taotie Pavilion and his employees.
Since the dragon head in the east of your city indulges his subordinates to do evil deeds, I will destroy you, the head of all evil!
Since the dragon head in the east of the city can't manage his own people, I'll manage the east of the city for you!
The passers-by on the street, looking at the direction of Taotie pavilion from a distance, pointed and talked about it.
On the second floor of Taotie Pavilion, the furtive employees looked at the scene and gasped.
Two hundred men, who were carved on the mountain, were lying on the ground with their machetes in their hands.
On the steps, Xu Fan, leaning on a knife, sat on a chair. The horizontal knife was as motionless as a mountain!
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