Chapter 74 Backwater Battle

When Lv Heng was struggling in the river, Fan Fei on the cliff was also facing a life-and-death crisis.

"It's time to avenge Yongzi!"

At the moment when Fan Fei threw Lv Heng out with all his strength, Fan Fei heard a somewhat old and deep voice.

Finally, it's time for "the impoverished dagger appears"? Their real goal turned out to be not Lv Heng, but me?

Fan Fei took a deep breath. Huo Ran turned around and saw more than a dozen gangsters with iron bars and machetes standing side by side in a row and slowly walking towards him.

The place where Fan Fei stood was a slope, high terrain, and he was also tall, so he looked over the crowd and saw a small group of people standing in an open space in the distance, three of whom stood in the front. In the middle of these three people, standing in the middle is an old man in his fifties with a round belly. He was holding a smoking dry tobacco bag in his hand and was looking at himself with a smile.

Luo Sifang! The patriarch of Luojia Village, the actual controller of Luojia Village, finally couldn't help jumping out?

Fan Fei's pupils contracted in an instant.

Since he provoked Luo Qiu and Luo Yong, Fan Fei has been looking for information and photos of all the smart people in the Luo family for a long time, and then carefully remembering them. He knows that maybe one day he will use this information.

"Third brother, Yongzi, we have been waiting for a long time on this day. Let's watch the play with our eyes wide open." Luo Sifang turned his head and said to a thin old man on the left, and then smiled at the teenager on the right.

He smiled lightly but calmly and confidently, showing the people around him a good play he directed.

The thin old man didn't say anything, but nodded silently, and a smile finally appeared at the corners of his mouth.

Luo Changde! The head of Luojia Village!

And Luo Yong, because he was seized by Fan Fei's design. Luo Yong, the son of Luo Changde, who lost his eligibility for a job as a prostitute.

Did they finally find out the truth of the matter? Is it the bitch Wang Jianchen who betrayed me?

After seeing the thin old man and the teenager clearly, Fan Fei's pupils contracted again.

Not only because he recognized Luo Changde and Luo Yong, but also because he heard his voice from Luo Fangfang's words, which was the voice that had just arranged the action outside the crowd.

There is no doubt that Luo Sifang is the ultimate behind-the-scenes planner and the real big boss! As for Di Jiang, Luo Shuiqiang and Liu Cui, they are just a chess piece in his hand.

This is the moment when the dagger appears, and it is also the real decisive moment!

Meet on a narrow road, the brave will win!

Fan Fei suddenly smiled and took a step forward.

A confident and murderous step.

In just one step, his whole spirit changed again, just like in the woods in the afternoon, it turned into an unparalleled dragon-killing knife!

The more than a dozen hoodlums with various weapons felt this strange momentum and murderousness one after another, and couldn't help stopping and stopping ten meters away from Fan Fei.

At this moment, Luo Fangfang cleared his throat and finally opened his mouth.

"We just wanted to scare the policeman. No one really wanted to touch him! But this killer killed a policeman and caused a great disaster to our Luojia Village!"

Luo Sifang stretched out his fat right hand, pointed to Fan Fei in the distance, and shouted passionately, "Catch him to the Public Security Bureau to resist his life!" We must not let him implicate our Luojia Village! Give it to me!"

Give it to me, give it to me, give it to me...

The sharp voice that mutated a little like an eunuch because of anger echoed between the ancestral hall and the mountains.

The more than a dozen hoodlums seemed to hear the charge. Without any hesitation, they all raised their weapons high and strode forward.

Although Fan Fei has shown amazing strength, he is now empty-handed against these more than ten iron bars and machetes, which is almost a slaughter destined for the end. So these more than a dozen hoodlums smiled grimly and rushed forward without hesitation to harvest Fan Fei's head.

After listening to Luo Sifang's words, Fan Fei suddenly understood - maybe even Lv Heng was a chess piece in Luo Sifang's hand!

Maybe Luo Sifang has already set up this series of games, and calculated Fan Fei's character and calculated that Fan Fei would not leave Lv Heng alone, so he let people give up the channel in the east and gave Fan Fei a fake chance to escape for his life. Then at the moment when Fan Fei and Lv Heng acted together, it made people give up a channel again, giving Fan Fei a chance to "kill the police" and let him get into trouble, and there was no way to refute it.

morally, Fan Fei has been at a low end. Now he is the murderer of Lv Heng. Anyone can arrest him. As long as he resists a little, he will resist the arrest of the people. These more than a dozen "people who work hard for justice" can play with him!

He can't even explain, and even if he explains, no one will listen.

So the scene of dealing with Lv Heng just now may be just a plate of appetizers for Luo Sifang, and now is the real time for Luo Sifang to close the net.

Luo Sifang occupied the right time, place and people, and stood at the highest point of morality.

Fan Fei, an unarmed poor boy, an active murderer with the charge of killing the police, why should he fight with him?

Luo Sifang leisurely stuffed the dry tobacco bag into his mouth and took a mouthful, showing a compassionate smile like Maitreya Buddha at the corners of his mouth.

Luo Yong also smiled, looked at Fan Fei in the distance, and said leisurely, "Dad, fourth uncle, I think Fan Fei is crazy now! Haha, that's cool!"

............

Fan Fei is really a little crazy now.

Facing more than a dozen machetes and iron bars, and more than a dozen rushing hoodlums, he suddenly took two steps back and almost stepped out of the cliff.

He stood on the edge of the cliff, his legs suddenly one point left and right, and then squatted down, taking a slightly strange horse step, and half squatted only 20 centimeters away from the cliff.

He raised his arms, clenched his fists, and his fists were flat in the middle of his two thighs. Then he looked up at the sky without looking at the more than a dozen hoodlums.

Now Fan Fei seems to have a strange feeling, as if he sat in the air out of thin air, sitting on an invisible chair, calm, the old god is there, but there is a hidden momentum to control everything, the world, and a strong murderous atmosphere surging under the undercurrent!

Luo Sifang's face suddenly changed, because he suddenly had a strange feeling - he seemed to see the reincarnation of King Chu, squatting majestically between heaven and earth, ready to set off a bloody storm.

In fact, Fan Fei, who is "sitting" on the edge of the cliff, is indeed like Xiang Yu, the king of Chu on the edge of the Wujiang River, has completely forced himself to a dead end and has come to fight!

At this moment, Fan Fei is only 20 centimeters away from the cliff. Here, the mountains are poor, the water is exhausted, and you can no longer withdraw half a step!

Since there is no way back, you can only force yourself to use your every potential and rush forward!

When you meet on a narrow road, the brave will often win. And in the desperate encounter, the person who was forced to the end of the road, even if he can't win the final victory, he will definitely burst out amazing combat effectiveness, beyond any limit he could reach before!

Because he has nothing left, there is only one life left.

Anyone can take this life, but it will definitely pay a very heavy price.

Breaking the kettle and sinking the boat, millions of Qinguan will eventually belong to Chu! In history, the spiritual essence of the backwater war has been fully exerted!

And Fan Fei's move really scared more than a dozen hoodlums who rushed over. After all, if they rush forward and can't stop their feet, they will fall off the cliff and fall to pieces.

They stopped two meters away from Fan Fei. The iron bar and machete were raised at the same time, ready to greet Fan Fei at the same time.

Their reaction was not unpleasant, but it was still slow for half a second!

At the moment when they stopped, Fan Fei's two feet shot out like a cannonball, hitting a yellow-haired young man directly opposite him with his shoulder and hitting him in the chest.

Quiet as a virgin, moving like a rabbit! This is as fast as lightning, as fast as a comet hitting the earth!

"Bum"......

A muffled sound!

"Guge"...

Then there were a few very subtle, but particularly muffled muffled sounds.

Before the gangster could react, the yellow-haired young man had been knocked away by Fan Fei, and his body was hit like a cooked shrimp, twisted painfully in the air. And the "grid" sound of the man indicates that at least five of his ribs have been broken.

Fan Fei's strong power was exerted to the extreme at this moment. His whole body was like a speeding car. After crashing the yellow-haired young man out, the rest of the momentum was still, and he rushed forward two or three meters with this inertia before falling to the ground.

And at this moment, more than a dozen hoodlums were still holding high machetes and iron bars, looking at the empty cliff in front of them in a daze.

Why don't they understand why the teenager who was "sitting" on the edge of the cliff just now disappeared in a blink of an eye?

When they reacted, Fan Fei had turned back and rushed behind them.

Fan Fei stretched out his hand, grabbed the right arm of a gangster, easily threw him to the top of his head, and grabbed the iron bar in his hand, waved it to the right, knocked on the back of another gangster, and immediately knocked him to the ground and threw a dog to eat shit.

"Breaking the cauldron and sinking the boat, the overlord raises the tripod! Sure enough, it's Han Long's set of overlord boxing, but he is more authentic than Han Long. It's fucking authentic! This son of a bitch really has a bit of overlord momentum, which is much better than those unmotivated descendants in our village!"

In the distance, Luo Sifang's pupils contracted slightly and said to himself bitterly.

Luo Yong, who was smiling very proudly, listened to these two words, and his smile suddenly became a little bitter.