Chapter 2520

Looking at the red hair brother kneeling in the corner, shivering like a quail, his face is full of black question marks in capitals.

"Big... Big brother... Big brother, when did you come..."

Little red hair throat up and down a stir, hard to swallow a mouthful of saliva.

He seemed to see the most terrible nightmare in his life, so that when he spoke with a trill, it took him a long time to say a complete sentence.

Along the direction of Xiao Hongmao's frightened eyes, these little gangsters also looked in the past together.

However, at the entrance of the small alley, there was a slender figure with both hands, leisurely walking towards their position.

His steps seemed to have some unspeakable pressure. Every step forward, it was like a drum beating heavily on the hearts of these little gangsters, and the forehead was also exuded with cold sweat the size of soybeans

"What a coincidence? Let's meet again -- "

Zhang Xiaofan came to these people and stopped.

He tilted his head and looked at the nine little gangsters who were already pale and had a fight with the white paper. He grinned and said.

"Now, your boss has paid the price for what he did before, and now it's your turn, bastards --!"

"Bang --!"

"Bang --!"

"Bang --!"

In the Hutong, one after another, the sound of fists entering the flesh rang out.

In less than one song, the original peace and tranquility were restored in the alley, as if nothing had happened

Zhang Xiaofan hands back, proud and stand, a face of light clouds, and as for the previous also lively nine ruffian hooligans.

By this time, they had already built a meat mountain on the ground, and all of them had been overturned by Zhang Xiaofan. They were like a dead dog lying on the bodies of their companions. They were taught that they didn't even have the strength to scream

"Creak... Creak... Creak..."

On one side, Xiao Hongmao kneels in the corner of the wall, his eyes are full of panic, and his teeth are uncontrollably shivering.

This... This guy... Is this guy a man or a God?

Special... This fist, this reaction, this speed, it's just more powerful than the swordsmen in TV series and movies!

What's more, there is no intention to keep the hand at all. It can be described as "inhuman" and "frightening".

However, what little red Mao doesn't know is that this is the result of Zhang Xiaofan's failure to deal with these local ruffians.

Now, with Zhang Xiaofan's means and ability, if he really wants to be serious, then these local ruffians and hooligans have only one life.

Even if they have nine lives just like cats, they have been beaten by Zhang Xiaofan for a long time, and their spirits are all destroyed. They can't die any more

"OK --!"

Zhang Xiaofan clapped his hands lightly, and his eyes fell on Xiao Hongmao's body.

"This time, I would like to punish you for the first time and give you a little memory."

"If you want to fall into my hands next time, I don't need to emphasize the consequences, do I?"