In their eyes, Zhang Xiaofan came and did not come is the same, at most, it is just a "entertaining program" before "do Li muxue".
After all, Zhang Xiaofan is alone, and they are in groups, eight or nine people.
In addition, just from the surface, Zhang Xiaofan is also harmless to human beings and animals, and there is no two or two pieces of flesh all over his body.
On the contrary, these local ruffians are the masters who fight one by one in three days and fight in groups in five days.
Even when it comes to the "big scene" of underground forces fighting, they usually participate in it.
Therefore, in their eyes, Zhang Xiaofan does not pose any threat to him at all. To put it bluntly, Zhang Xiaofan is a person who has come to deliver his head.
"Kneel down for me!"
Just then, a young man with a little red cap was the quickest, and the spring knife in his hand, which twinkled with cold light, beckoned to Zhang Xiaofan's chest.
Spring knife hand out of the moment, the face of the little red hair gangster also showed a pair of contented smile!
He is very confident, according to his usual fighting experience.
I just need a white knife to enter, and then the red knife will be able to lower the "little white face" in front of him.
But this time, he was totally wrong.
As soon as Zhang Xiaofan grabs the money with his right hand, the little red haired thug feels an irresistible force of terror coming, and the direction of the spring knife stabbing is also cheap along with this great force.
The next moment, before he could figure out what was going on, his right hand was empty, and the spring knife that had been tightly held in his hand had been taken away.
"Pooh Hoo!"
As a result, this has not yet been waiting for the reaction of the little red haired thugs. What is the matter.
Soon, he just felt his neck position cool, he subconsciously reached for the position of his throat, but when he started out, he could clearly feel a warm, fishy liquid from his palm.
Then, the next moment, the body of the little hunk of red hair is heavily down to the ground, his mouth is wide open, trying to make a sound from his mouth.
However, no matter how hard he struggled, he still could only send out a faint "hiss... Hiss..." from his throat in the end. The whole person had more breath and less air intake, which was obviously unable to live.
"Damn it, how dare you move my brother?"
Previously, Zhang Xiaofan took the spring knife from the hand of the red haired thug, and then used the spring knife to "cut the throat" with the red hair. The whole process took only a few seconds.
How can the scum of this group of people in the lower class of society be able to see such a murderous technique without dragging water.
See, one of the big men directly a beer bottle hard toward Zhang Xiaofan's tianlinggai from top to bottom.
Looking at the broken wind blowing "Hoo... Hoo..." and the beer bottle beckoned to him by his heavenly cover, Zhang Xiaofan didn't even look at it. He once again stretched his right hand forward and pulled it.
The man felt that his hand holding the beer bottle was out of control in an instant, and he was in the middle of the air www.novelhold.com , the fastest update of the webnovel!