Chapter 963

Wang Fan even dared to point at Qiu Huafei's nose and ask if he could get away with it. This is too bold!

No one would have thought that the guy who came here by beating Zhang Weiwei with all his clothes would dare to fight Qiu Huafei in the face.

They just feel that this world is too crazy, Wang fan is really too desperate!

"Son of a bitch, dare to talk to Qiu Shao like this, are you looking for death?"

"Qiu Shao, I don't want this guy's face. It's better for me to cut off his hands and feet and settle down in Chenghe!"

"Damn, it's the first time I've seen such a big guy."

"If you don't die, you won't die!"

Before Qiu Huafei could speak, there was a lot of noise behind him.

Several conceited and powerful young men in Chinese clothes jumped out, pointing to Wang Fan's nose and yelling, arm in arm and pulling buttons. They wanted to tear Wang Fan to pieces.

Qiu Huafei raised his hand slightly, as if they had made an appointment. His voice suddenly stopped.

After calming down, he looked up at Wang Fan, his eyes filled with unspeakable coldness and chill, "you are very good, I haven't seen you so noisy for a long time."

Pop.

A crisp ring suddenly spreads out, interrupts Qiu Huafei's words, and then sees Qiu Huafei's whole body, spitting out blood.

Bang, fell heavily on the ground.

His left face has been completely swollen, and the corner of his mouth is still exuding red blood, which looks so shocking.

Although the ground was clean and his white clothes were not dirty, his fall made him wrinkled and his elegant demeanor disappeared.

This scene, once again dull everyone's eyes, they were shocked by Wang Fan's crazy action, their minds fell into a short blank.

Strong. It's so fuckin 'strong.

Wang Fan, this is a strong group.

He is constantly hammering people's hearts with his words and actions, refreshing people's endurance.

Zhang Weiwei's pupil suddenly widened, and she didn't seem to be able to breathe.

She couldn't help but cover her cheek with her hands, which was also slapped by Wang Fan, as if she felt a deep sting again.

It's over. It's really over.

Wang fan is going to die, and Zhang Weiwei can't live.

With Qiu Huafei's arrogance, he will certainly vent his anger on her at the same time.

In Zhang Weiwei's face, some at a loss, there's Qiu Huafei has been struggling to get up, eyes only endless ferocious.

"Kill him! Kill him! Son of a bitch, dare to challenge me and hit me in the face of Qiu Huafei in Licheng. I must let him know what it's like to live rather than die! "

Qiu Huafei is completely angry!

He hates Huafei, but he is the little master of Jiujiang society. How high is he?

But today, it is in front of the dignitaries, was a nobody hit in the face, but also the real face!

How can this be tolerated?

Feeling the burning pain on his face, his anger burned his reason crazily. He wanted to tear Wang Fan to pieces and greet Wang Fan's eighteen generations.

With Qiu Huafei's madness, a burly man jumped out in an instant.

This fierce man is nearly two meters tall and weighs 300 Jin. Standing there, he looks like an iron tower.

He clenched his fist like a casserole in an instant and made a crackling sound. Then with a bang, he stepped on the ground with his right foot and rushed towards Wang Fan crazily.

It's killing!

With his impact, the ground is booming, as if they can't bear his weight, the earth is shaking.

Just in an instant, the fierce man set off a storm of thunder and came close to Wang Fan. His strong physique, arms as thick as an adult's legs, and fists as big as a casserole pierced the air and attacked Wang Fan's head fiercely.

At this moment, I can't help but jump out of my heart when I see those powerful people around me.

Some timid, even can not help but close their eyes, do not dare to see.

They all felt a breath of extreme depression.

Zhang Weiwei looked at this scene. When her heart was trembling, her eyes were twinkling with resentment, and her heart sent out a vicious curse, "son of a bitch, son of a bitch, dare to beat my mother, dare to beat Qiu Shao, you go to die!"

Whoosh!

The fierce man's fist raised the wind, and in an instant he was close to Wang Fan's head.

Feeling this scene, Wang Fan's face finally changed, his eyes also set off a cold.

He didn't want to make a big splash outside, even if he heard that the other party was the little master of Jiujiang club, he didn't plan to fight here.

But this Qiu Huafei is reluctant to give up, which really upset Wang Fan and aroused his anger.

He suddenly turned back, grabbed the arm of the man's calf, and at the same time, punched with the other hand, and went straight out.Bang!

With a crisp sound, the man's mouth and nose broke, and his blood spurted and fell away!

But before he could fly out, Wang Fan grabbed his hand and pulled it back. Then he let go, raised his foot and stepped down.

Boom!

MENGNAN fell to the ground in an instant. He was like a dead dog, and was trampled to the ground by Wang Fan.

The chest bone collapses, the bone inch is broken, the corner of the mouth, is gushing blood to the outside, miserable unceasingly.

Wang Fan stepped on the fierce man, but his eyes looked at Qiu Huafei not far away, and his eyes showed disdain, "kill me? Who are you going to kill? "

The atmosphere suddenly stagnated and the whole audience was dead again.

The red blood stimulated everyone's eyes, and they almost forgot to breathe.

They simply can't believe that the previous strong and invincible man would suddenly be trampled by Wang Fan.

Qiu Huafei's face was also blue and white. He didn't think of it. I thought I was just stepping on an orange sauce, but I stepped on the iron plate.

But even so, Qiu Huafei didn't admit to counseling, but pointed to Wang Fan crazily, "son of a bitch, offended me, Qiu Huafei, you're dead, you're dead!"

"Do you know who I am? I'm Qiu Huafei, I'm the little master of Jiujiang club! Do you know where this is? This is Licheng! Do you know who held the party today? It's the Liubai family and my Jiujiang club! "

Qiu Huafei's face was ferocious and crazy, "you dare to hit me in the face, you dare to hit my bodyguard, I will kill you, I will kill you!"

Qiu Huafei roars wildly and directly pinches out his mobile phone to make a call.

He couldn't bear to be beaten by Wang Fan in front of the powerful people.

Originally, he was a little confident in his skills, but the defeat of the fierce man made him lose his confidence.

Today's banquet was aimed at the literati, so my father also brought many Jiujiang Club experts, but they were all in the club.

He now is to call people out, and then Wang Fan ruthlessly step down, out of a bad breath.

"Oh, really?" Wang Fan smiles. He goes to Qiu Huafei and pats his mobile phone. Then he reaches for his hand and fans it.

He muttered, "will Jiujiang be great? Is the little master of Jiujiang great? Lao Tzu even beat you today, the little master of Jiujiang society. What can you do for me? "

Then, click, click, click, Qiu Huafei's hands and feet smashed.

The howl of killing pigs resounded in the air, and all the dignitaries felt endless cold.

"Remember, my name is Wang Fan. I'm going to attend the banquet of the top dignitaries in Licheng this afternoon. If you have the ability, please come to me for revenge."

Wang Fan finished, swaggered into the drunk dragon bay.

This time, no one dares to stop.

What makes people dumbfounded is that Wang Fan actually took out the invitation and entered it.

How could it be?

Isn't he the soy sauce character who haunts Zhang Weiwei?

However, at this time, Qiu Huafei's companions did not have the heart to think deeply. For them, this is a good thing. There is no need to worry about Wang Fan's escape.

Looking at the miserable Qiu Huafei who fell on the ground, they were all in a hurry.

"Quick, quick, quick, send Qiu to the hospital less!"

"Call president Qiu immediately!"

"And this bitch, it's her who caused it. Don't let her run away!"