Chapter 100 Looking for Teeth on the Ground

Zhang Wenchang, lying on the wine table, raised his head, hurriedly wiped the tears on his face with his sleeve, covered his sadness and sadness, forced a smile, and said, "I'm sorry, I drank too much. I thought of something in the past, and my mood was a little out of control."

Ye Fan sighed in his heart. This old classmate was very unhappy. He was ashamed of his wife. He missed the child he had never seen before. He couldn't help crying. After being mocked by these people, he wanted to hide his sadness and compensate others. What kind of mood is it at this moment?

At this time, Zhang Wenchang's temples were white, his eyes were swollen, and his tears were not dry. The sadness and sadness hidden in the bottom of his heart could be completely felt by outsiders, which made Ye Fan's heart be ruthless. This old classmate is really not easy to tolerate. A very simple and blunt man has reached this situation.

"Semi-waste old man, we don't bother to have the same experience as you. Even if you cry to death, it's none of our business. However, your friend is very talkative, and we want to get to know him.

Those people came to the front of the wine table with a sarcastic look on their faces. They looked down at Ye Fan and Zhang Wenchang condescendingly, and Han Feiyu showed a sneer and stared at Ye Fan and said, "It's really where we don't meet each other in life. I always thought you died in I don't want to be close to you all the time.

Ye Fan sat there calmly and poured a glass of wine for himself. He was very casual and calm. He picked up the glass and drank it in one gulp. He said, "Where does life not meet... I actually heard this sentence again. The last person harmed others did not harm himself. I don't know what will happen this time." He thought of Elder Han. At this moment, when he heard Han Feiyu say the same thing, he felt very strange in his heart.

"You are very calm. Don't pretend to be calm. No one can save you today. I'm going to skin you alive!" Speaking of this, Han Feiyu's eyebrows stood upside down, his eyes were terrible, and his face looked very ferocious. It was hard for him to forget the scene of being beaten at the beginning, which was always stuck in his heart like a thorn.

"Brother Han, does he have a grudge against you? Just leave it to us and hit the disabled directly. There is no need to worry about it here.

"This loser was very talkative just now. Even if we haven't provoked Brother Han, we can't let him go."

Several people sneered and were about to do it.

Zhang Wenchang hurriedly stood up and said, "Ses, brothers and sisters, don't do this. He is just an ordinary person. Don't mess around."

"Semi-waste old man, you stay away. There's nothing wrong with you here." One of them looked disdainful and was very impatient. He pushed Zhang Wenchang to a stumble and almost fell down.

"When you first started, Elder Ma Yun regarded you as a treasure. What was the result? It's just a fluke to turn into a sea of suffering first. What's the use? After a long time, it will be completely beaten back to its original form..."

"Half-waste old man, don't get in the way here. If Liu Yiyi hadn't protected you everywhere... Hey!" The speaker sneered. Although he didn't say what he said, everyone knew what he meant.

"Ses, I'll compensate you. If you are not satisfied, come to me. Don't make it difficult for me as a friend." Zhang Wenchang reached out to stop several people and blocked Ye Fan behind him.

"Semi-waste old man, you really think you are a character. Think about it, what are you?" One of them was very dissatisfied. He glanced at him contemptuously, pushed him away heavily, and shouted, "Get out of the way!"

Ye Fan held Zhang Wenchang, glanced at a few people, and said, "What are you?"

"Ye Fan, don't do this..." Zhang Wenchang hurriedly stopped Ye Fan and didn't let him continue talking. Then he came forward again and said, "I'm really sorry. My friend is just an ordinary mortal. Don't care. If you are angry, come to me. Don't make it difficult for him."

The young man led by

had already been impatient. He couldn't help holding Zhang Wenchang's collar and said, "Do you really think Liu Yiyi can support you? If you don't want to die, get away!"

"Put him free!" Ye Fan still sat there, did not get up, picked up a glass of wine, and splashed it directly on the man's face.

"You want to die!" The leading man's face was so gloomy that he pushed Zhang Wenchang out and slapped Ye Fan's face.

Ye Fan sat there without moving. He reached out and grabbed the slap and twisted it hard. With a crisp sound, he directly broke his wrist and became a hook. Then he raised his hand and slapped the man in the face and slapped him heavily.

"Bang"

With a very loud slap, you can clearly see that the face was deformed, and then the teeth fell off and blood spewed out. The whole person flew seven or eight meters away like a puppet and fell heavily to the ground.

No one expected such a result. The man struggled on the ground a few times and didn't get up. His ears were buzzing, his mind was dizzy, and his head was almost cracked. He shouted, "Kill him!"

Han Feiyu knew Ye Fan better and retreated at the first time. At the same time, he reminded others, "Be careful, this waste has a special physique and infinite strength. Don't be caught by him. Attack him from afar, directly sacrifice weapons, and cut him into meat sauce!"

What he said was a little late. Ye Fan's speed was so fast that he directly pulled a man over, slapped him in the face and back, made him drowsily, and his mouth was bleeding, like a scarecrow carrying a scarecrow, and directly sed it up as a weapon.

"Bamp"

Ye Fan's strength and speed were very terrible. He swayed the man in his hand, threw the three monks at him, and flew backwards with a scream. Everyone present heard the sound of broken bones.

"Ret back, don't get close to him!" Han Feiyu shouted.

Now there is no one to remind him that the beautiful-looking teenager opposite is simply a humanoid beast, which is simply too wild. Holding a big living person is like holding a toothpick, smashing others to the ground.

"Brother Han, don't you say that he is a loser?"

"How can this waste have such magical power?"

The remaining few people had lingering fears and questioned Han Feiyu with a bad face.

"It's really just a waste. He can't practice. He's just strong. As long as he doesn't get close to him, it's easy to kill him." Han Feiyu's face showed a ferocious sneer.

Everyone sacrificed their own weapons, and suddenly the brilliance flashed. Aoki seal, cold iron ruler, red-blooded spear, etc. were all suspended in the air, aiming at Ye Fan.

"If you want him to die, you can sacrifice your weapons. I don't mind using him as a human shield." Ye Fan waved the humanoid weapon in his hand and said casually that he did not need to expose his strength to deal with these monks in the realm of the bitter sea.

"No, everyone calm down." Zhang Wenchang came forward with an anxious look on his face. He stood in front of Ye Fan and shouted to those people, "He is not only my friend, but also Liu Yiyi's friend. You can't do this to him..."

"Semi-abandoned old man, get out of here. It doesn't matter who you carry it out now. It's hard for me to hate him if you don't kill him!" The man who was first slapped out by Ye Fan covered his swollen cheeks and got up. His eyes flashed coldly and said, "Is Liu Yiyi amazing? If she dares to plead guilty, someone will naturally deal with her!"

Looking at this unhappy old classmate, Ye Fan sighed, patted him on the shoulder, and whispered, "You stand back, they can't help me."

After saying these words, Ye Fan grabbed Zhang Wenchang's arm and threw him out just right.

"What are you still doing? Scratch him alive!" The leading man said angrily.

"Wow"

The sound of breaking the sky is endless, and the green wood seal, cold iron ruler, red blood spear, etc. are coming like rapid chopping.

Ye Fan was calm and calm, waved the humanoid weapon in his hand, and kept blocking it.

"Ah...you...cut off on me!"

The man who was caught in Ye Fan's hand was a little sober at this time, screaming and cursing angrily. If it hadn't been for those people to stop quickly, the monk would have been cut into several sections.

"Give it all together. I'll see if he can block it all. I must scratch him alive." The leading man, with a gloomy face, ordered the people around him to take action again.

"Chen Feng, if you don't do this, I will be killed by you!" The monk who was caught in Ye Fan's hand shouted in horror, but then he was knocked unconscious by the Aoki seal.

The people around him obeyed the man named Chen Feng and sacrificed their weapons to chop forward. Although they were very careful, they still made a blood cut on the celebrity's meat shield from time to time.

Ye Fan didn't want to waste time with them. His cultivation reached the realm of the spring of life. Killing the monks in the realm of the bitter sea is indeed as simple as crushing ants. He held the man in front of him, turned into a light and shadow, rushed directly to the man named Chen Feng, and grabbed him in his hand before he could react.

"Ah..." The man named Chen Feng screamed repeatedly. He was also regarded as a human shield, and several wounds appeared in his body one after another

The people around him suddenly felt like throwing rat taboos. Ye Fan swam away quickly like a flash of lightning, and the sound of "boom bang" kept coming out, and everyone was slapped to the ground.

Only Han Feiyu struggled to sacrifice the Aoki seal again, and smashed it down at Ye Fan, trying to shake it to death. However, at this time, he was frightened to find that the Aoki seal, which had just changed to the size of a millstone, was caught in Ye Fan's hand and could not be shaken

"Band"

Han Feiyu was so scared that all the dead died. His Aoki treasure seal was easily caught by Ye Fan, and then patted it with his backhand. It was as easy as waving a fly. Yes, at this moment, he felt like a fly.

"Chill"

I don't know how many of Han Feiyu's sternums were broken. He vomited blood and was directly slapped to the ground, and it was difficult to move again.

There were people lying on the ground in front of the small wine shop, all humming in pain. No one could get up. Zhang Wenchang, who was not far away, could hardly believe his eyes and said, "This..."

Ye Fan picked up these people, threw them in one place, and then slapped them one by one and said, "Do you also want to bully people? My useless loser still beats you all over the ground to find your teeth.

"Papa..."

Ye Fan moved his hands and slapped him one after another. The water splashed everywhere, the blood flew, and his teeth were loose.

Everyone screamed and kept begging for mercy.

Ye Fan, of course, focused on taking care of Han Feiyu and Chen Feng. He put them side by side like a dead dog. He slapped them in the face, and kept slapping, and the crisp slap was endless.

"You..." Han Feiyu's mouth and nose were bleeding, and his eyes were full of resentment.

"Bang"

Ye Fan slapped him in the face, then picked him up and said, "It's really where we don't meet in life..."

After hearing that sentence, Han Feiyu vomited blood in anger, trembled all over, and almost died.