Chapter 112： I'm not afraid of things

Zhang Xiaofan held Zhao Yingying and smiled leisurely.

It seems that he is completely indifferent to such a disadvantaged situation in front of him.

"Xiao Fan, I ..."

Zhao Yanying was worried and wanted to say something more.

It was at this time that the face of the mad and lawless young man with green hair suddenly turned red.

Immediately after that was the sound of "嗷 ——!"

Later, it was seen that the palm of the green-haired young man captured by Zhang Xiaofan began to deform at a speed visible to the naked eye.

It wasn't just the green hair that deformed together, of course, his ugly face that had been extremely arrogant before!

"Oh, it hurts, it hurts, it hurts me ..."

The green-haired young man suddenly made a hoarse sound of exhaustion, and several young people behind him also saw a fierce look.

Then I saw that the teenager in light gray casual clothes standing in front of Zhao Yingying grinned at them, showing a bright white tooth.

"Oh, I don't think a few young people can hear well."

"It's really a pity. Even Zhang Xiaofan's wife dare to mess with me?"

Speaking, the strength of Zhang Xiaofan's palm suddenly leaked.

The green-haired young man who was desperately struggling suddenly lost his balance at this moment.

He took a few steps backwards and slammed his feet on the sky.

At this time, the red-haired young man surrounded by Zhang Xiaofan and Zhao Yingying suddenly became embarrassed and angry.

He pointed at Zhang Xiaofan and yelled, saying: "Your mom sells lots, you little red guy."

"Do you know who you are talking to?"

"I tell you, you have a big deal today!"

"Oh?"

Zhang Xiaofan smiled without anger and stepped forward.

Walked directly to the young man of Huang Mao, looked at each other sublimely, said.

"Still things? Tell you I'm really not afraid of things"

In words, the momentum of Zhang Xiaofan's whole body rose even higher.

At this time, the red-haired little punks who were still clamoring for a long time.

At this time the whole person was astonished to this shocking look.

At this moment, he felt like he was falling into an ice cave, and there was a fear of being stared at by a beast.

"Damn, Hongmao, what are you talking about with this little red guy!"

"Hurry to cut him for Lao Tzu!"

"Give me the little red guy fiercely, what happened to me to take care of you!"

The green-haired young man who was cleaned up by Zhang Xiaofan, at this time the entire right wrist had been dislocated and deformed.

Cold sweat slipped from his forehead.

He yelled, his face sullen, and his rushing yellow hair yelling.

At this time, the four little punks surrounding Zhang Xiaofan were all surrounded at this time.

At this time, those students who were still watching the crowds saw something big.

One by one, they left quickly, for fear of being caught by the pond fish later.

At this point, Zhao Xiaoying's face was full of fear. The small hand was also holding Zhang Xiaofan's palm tightly.

"Obey, give it to me here."

Zhang Xiaofan tilted his head and patted Zhao Minying's little hand, his face was full of confidence and relaxed look.

As soon as Zhao Yingying met Zhang Xiaofan's gaze, she turned red instantly.

She knew that she could not only help Zhang Xiaofan here, but also distract him.

So there is nothing more to say. He nodded nicely, and quickly backed away.