Chapter 402

Bang.

Master Ning, who was full of black smoke, fell to the ground and kept twitching.

The whole person is on the verge of death.

Hu ~ Hoo ~

seeing that master Ning finally fell down, Lin fan directly fell back, gasping heavily in his mouth.

If it takes a little longer, I'm afraid he will be killed.

Less forest, less forest.

Tan Ming, who responded, ran quickly to help Lin Fan: "Lin Shao, you can't die, Lin Shao, you..."

"Master Tan, if you curse me again, you and I will not end."

Finally, Lin fan, who finally eased his strength, opened his eyes and whitened Tan Ming: "help me to sit up and pour a cup of water to quench my thirst."

"Lin Shao, you're OK. That's great."

Feel Lin Fan all over the body paralyzed, Tan Ming carefully held: "Lin Shao, you will rest, I immediately pour a cup of water to quench your thirst."

"Master Tan, bring my mobile phone by the way."

Looking at the master Ning, who is already in the outer Jiao, Lin Fan calls out weakly: "don't call Murong Kai."

Since master Ning appeared, it's up to Zhang Dong to deal with this matter.

He called Zhang Dong and arrived at the scene ten minutes later.

Just entered the night bar, Zhang Dong was stunned by the mess in front of him.

Finally, his eyes fell on Lin fan, whose face was pale. Zhang Dong rushed over: "consultant, what happened?"

"The bar was smashed. The witch's companion did it."

Motioning to master Ning lying in front of him, Lin Fan said, "they came to Haiyun city to have a big conspiracy. You should take them back and have a good interrogation."

The witch's companion?

Hearing this, Zhang Dong's heart trembled and hurriedly walked to the corpse on the ground.

The moment he turned the body over, Zhang Dongli took a breath of cold air.

The whole body was black, as if burned by everyone.

It seems that there is a smell of barbecue.

Oh, my God, what happened to this guy who fell into such a miserable field.

But think carefully, the opponent of this goods is Lin fan, so everything is said to be in the past.

Under the powerful strength of Lin fan, it's good that this man still has a breath.

No, it can make Lin fan so weak, which shows that the strength of this person is not simple.

At least it's him. It's definitely the result of being killed by seconds.

Unable to restrain his curiosity, Zhang Dong looked at Lin Fan: "consultant, what strength is he?"

"Oh, you said that he, the strength of dark strength in the early stage."

Lin fan, who recovered a little, glanced at master Ning: "the one who uses the magic to enhance hard can be said to be pseudo dark strength."

Dark strength early strength.

Looking at the body still half breath, Zhang Dong took a breath again.

My darling, a martial artist with dark strength, was abused by Lin fan.

This scene refreshes Zhang Dong's cognition of Lin Fan's strength again.

Pervert. It's really abnormal.

"Zhang Dong, in addition to this matter, you also help to deal with the group at the door."

Seeing Zhang Dong's face shocked, Lin Fan motioned to the gang of bald men lying at the door: "the bar was smashed by those people, and all the losses have to be compensated by them."

"Don't worry. I'll take care of these little things."

Nodding his head, Zhang Dong immediately ordered his hands to go down to work: "I've brought people back. Once there is news, I'll inform the consultant immediately."

"Let's go. It's a matter of great care. In any way, you'll have to pry his mouth open."

Waving his hand, Lin Fan drank water: "these Nanyang witches are not fuel-efficient lamps."