Chapter 574

"Let him go!" Zhou Biao roared.

The black faced man laughed wildly and scolded: "Damn, I dare to be so arrogant now. I don't care what your identity is. I'll just say it once, or I'll be rude to this girl."

Chu Zijun was controlled and couldn't move. He said in a delicate voice, "let me go, or I won't let you go."

"Ha ha, don't let us go? Do you want to keep me in bed? Well, I just want you to keep me in bed. That's how I feel! "

Chu Zijun is both shy and angry. She has never been insulted like this since she was a child. She is really angry because of her good temper.

Seeing that Zhou Biao was still fighting, the black faced man yelled again, "didn't you hear me? Let's go, or I'll do it to her. "

Zhou Biao stopped helplessly. He didn't dare to take risks. Otherwise, if the black faced man really did something drastic, he would be too late to repent.

Bang!

Zhou Biao was kicked to the ground, several people laughed.

Zhou Biao has a black face. He's a warlock. He's bullied by dogs.

He clenched his teeth, looked up at the black faced man and said darkly, "don't regret it later."

He just vaguely heard that Chu Zijun contacted brother fan, who must be on his way. Now the only thing he has to do is to delay time and let Chu Zijun avoid being hurt.

The black faced man didn't pay attention to Zhou Biao's threat. Instead, he jokingly said, "ha ha, you dare to threaten me when you die, brothers, beat me, beat me hard."

Bang Bang

The dense fists greet Zhou Biao like a storm. He clenches his teeth and doesn't say a word. He just stares at the black faced man.

That pair of eyes like tiger and wolf made the black faced man a little frightened. He quickly avoided his eyes and cried hysterically, "go on, fight until he bows his head."

The black faced man forced his heart to tremble. He turned his head and looked at the character's face as close as possible, with an obscene smile floating around his mouth.

"Hey hey, little girl, it's so tender. This time you'll send it to me. I'm not polite." While laughing obscenely, he reached for Chu Zijun's chest.

Chu Zijun screamed in fright.

"Ouch!"

The black faced man looked at his bloody arm and screamed.

The crowd didn't understand what was going on, and they stared at the black faced man.

The black faced man was also at a loss. He just saw a black thing hit his arm, and then the pain went straight to his brain, which made him almost faint.

"Hum, you dare to go wild in southern Sichuan and seek death!" A cold voice from far and near, two figures to haunt the speed of the near.

Before the black faced man could see each other clearly, he found that Chu Zijun had been in each other's arms.

Ning fan embraces Chu Zijun and asks with concern: "Zijun, are you ok?"

Chu Zijun found himself lying in a warm and familiar arms, smelling the familiar breath, her heart suddenly fell down, relieved, said: "Ning fan, I'm ok."

This chest is so warm and safe.

Chu Zijun subconsciously thought that she was not afraid of any danger.

The black faced man was waiting for the two uninvited guests and roared, "who are you?"

Ning fan released Chu Zijun, stepped in front of the black faced man, stared at him coldly and said, "who are you?"

The black faced man's heart was empty and his legs were trembling. His eyes were like the eyes of a devil, which made him uncomfortable, like falling into an ice cave.

The black faced man took a deep breath, held back the pain, summoned up his spirit, and roared, "beat them hard for me."

They rushed to Ning fan.

Ning fan's eyes narrowed and he didn't know the identity of these people, but their behavior has made Ning fan unbearable, so this time he must give them a lesson that they will never forget.

Seeing is about to rush to Ning fan's side, but people find that the other side has not responded, thinking that he is not good at seeing and is scared.

But the thought didn't last for a few seconds, because the next moment they saw a shadow inserted into the crowd at a ghostly speed. The sound of broken bones and screams echoed through the trading center.

Qian duo and several ghost like looking at the ethereal shuttle in the crowd, they don't know Ning fan, but they also know that this is the reinforcements arrived, and they were completely shocked by Ning fan's inhuman strength.

Seeing this, Zhou Biao was relieved. As soon as he straightened out, he also escaped the shackles of the other side and kicked over the enemy.

Before the battle lasted a minute, the only enemy standing was the black faced man. He had already looked at Ning fan step by step in despair.

"The devil, he is the devil!" The black faced man was frightened and hissed.

The black faced man retreated in a hurry. He could not care about the pain. The shock Ning fan caused to his heart was far greater than the pain of the wound.

He wants to run away, he just wants to run.

Bang!

Ning fan flat light a palm let him obediently lie on the ground, vomit the blood of big mouth. He lies on the ground, dare not move, just difficult to raise his head staring at Ning fan.

"Whose man are you?" Ning fan stepped on the cold ground and asked.

The black faced man has been braved. He has been out for so many years and has never seen such strange skills. This only shows that the strength of this young man is too deep to be provoked by him.

"Han Shao, Han Shao sent me." Said the black faced man in a panic.

"Who is Han Shao?"

"Han Junyi, the son of Han Guobin."

"Han Junyi." Ning fan suddenly remembers the man he met in the French restaurant on Christmas Eve. He is also called Han Junyi.

"It must be him." Ning fan immediately had a judgment, "it's really a narrow road, I and Han Guobin have been wrong, did not expect his son should also take the initiative to provoke my head, but also want to fight against Zijun."

Ning fan's face became colder and colder. The black faced man lowered his head and said to himself, "Han Shao's construction site is short of river sand, so let's look around. We happen to see that there is river sand here. That's why it's like this."

Ning fan knows the course of things, and he has a number in his heart.

"Don't blame me for being rude, since you've taken the initiative to provoke me." Ning fan made up his mind and asked coldly, "where is Han Junyi?"

Before the black faced man had time to answer, he saw a group of people rushing over, and his heart trembled violently.

There is no doubt that it must be the helper of the other side, and it can never be his own rescue.

"Who on earth are they? They have such great strength and their Kung Fu is superb. They are just like ghosts."

Dongzi rushed forward and said, "brother fan, are you ok? I'm late. "

Ning fan shook his head.

"Is that son of a bitch who dares to come against us?" Dongzi looked at the fallen enemy and roared.

The screams of these people stopped suddenly, because they were all frightened by the sudden number 100.

Where did they see so many vicious bastards? They were so scared that they forgot to howl.

The black faced man was as pale as death. He thought he would find Han Shao as a big supporter, but he didn't expect to meet such an iron plate in a few days.

"Van Gogh, what do you do with these guys?"

Ning fan infers that these people dare to fight with him, which means that they are not local people in southern Sichuan. Otherwise, they can't dare to fight with him. So he says, "everyone breaks their hands and drives out southern Sichuan. I don't want to see these people in southern Sichuan any more."