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Yang Fan prepared to find an empty alley to retrieve his motorcycle from within the space. Bai Mei's Lotus District was quite far away from the village, and it would take about ten minutes to ride the motorcycle, so it would take about an hour to walk. Yang Fan didn't want to waste time.

Every time Yang Fan entered a space, he would place something inside carefully, fearing that the secret of his space would be exposed. This time was the same as before. Even though he had entered a quiet alley, he still vigilantly observed his surroundings.

As a result, Yang Fan discovered a few men in black who were quietly getting out of the van and quickly approaching him.

However, Yang Fan still believed himself to be an ordinary person, not as vigilant as those hoodlums. Although he saw the black-clothed men, he did not connect them with him, thinking that these were people who were looking for trouble with others. Instead, he moved to the side, wanting them to pass him.

Only when a few black-clothed men rushed in front of Yang Fan and chopped at his face with their sabers did Yang Fan wake up from his daze. Damn it, this bunch of bastards had come to cause trouble for him.

There were a total of four black-clothed men, all holding real weapons like machetes and daggers. These weapons were not the same as the ones used by the bald bully or the delinquent lackeys, they were all sharp weapons that could cut off blades, shining in the dark night with a cold light, one look and one could tell that they were weapons that could take one's life.

Yang Fan wasn't afraid of fighting, but he didn't care if he fought with his life on the line. Yang Fan didn't want to be confused and fight to the death with others. Since these guys didn't play the cards according to the rules, he couldn't care less about it. Two ducks and one duck, that was three ducks (sow).

Who knew where these four black-clothed things came from, it was really strange, if he really injured them, then that wouldn't be good, if he was really hurt by them, that would be even worse, so Yang Fan decided to retreat in order to advance, and figure out the whole story before it was too late.

The four men in black were dumbfounded as soon as Yang Fan raised his speed. F * ck, did this brat eat stimulants or something? Why did he jump faster than a rabbit and hurriedly chased after him? Boss Ma had said that if they could get rid of that pretty boy tonight, they would each earn 20,000 yuan, which would be enough for two months of salary.

Yang Fan didn't really want to run. Yang Fan wasn't really trying to run, but he wanted to find out what was going on. Why did these guys start shouting at him the moment they saw each other? Did they make a mistake?

Although the alley was very narrow, a minivan could still drive by. When Mazhong saw that Yang Fan wanted to escape, he immediately had the driver step on the accelerator and the minivan charged towards Yang Fan like a mad bull. Didn't you run fast?

Even though Yang Fan couldn't open his eyes due to the light of the minivan's headlights, his vision was much better than an ordinary person's after drinking the Space Spring Water. This allowed Yang Fan to clearly see Mazhong, who was inside the minivan.

Yang Fan instantly understood. So these men in black were called over by Mazhong. Now that he wanted to escape, Mazhong decided to just directly board the car and use the car to ram him. This guy was truly ruthless.

After living for so long, Yang Fan had only fought with a few hoodlums, and had never met anyone who was so serious. In the eyes of the common folk of Huaxia, setting fire to people was a monstrous crime, and if one wasn't forced into a corner, very few would take the initiative to kill.

His life had already been severely threatened. First, a few men in black had attacked him with sabers and daggers, and now he was using a car to ram them, all of which were fatal. Even if he could avoid the van, who knew what else Mazhong would do.

Just as the van was about to collide with him, Yang Fan suddenly accelerated and kicked off the wall nearby. His body flew into the air and he leaped over the top of the van.

The speeding van roared past Yang Fan's body. When Yang Fan landed on the ground again, he had already appeared behind the van, facing the four men in black who were crazily charging at him.

This time, Yang Fan was not as timid as before when he fought against the four men in black. Since he knew that all of this was being ordered by that bastard Mazhong, then there was nothing left to say. First, he would beat these guys down; Yang Fan didn't have the time to grind with them.

After running for some time, the distance between the four men in black had widened a bit. As long as Yang Fan was fast enough, he would be able to kill them one by one.

As a result, Yang Fan didn't stand on the spot and wait for them to rush over. Instead, he took the initiative to attack, facing a machete that was raised high in the air as he charged towards it.

Swish!

The machete brought with it a gust of wind, chopping straight towards Yang Fan's head. Yang Fan suddenly accelerated, and his body slammed straight into the chest of his opponent, his right shoulder striking the middle part of his chest. With a loud bang, his chest flew off the ground and collided with a yellow hair behind him.

In the blink of an eye, Yang Fan crossed over the two people who had fallen to the ground, and arrived in front of a baldy. The baldy held a crescent-shaped dagger, and both sides of the dagger were bleeding.

Yang Fan used his left hand to grab onto the wrist of the bald man's sabre. His body leapt forward, and his right arm's elbow slammed upwards into the bald man's face. Fresh blood splattered in all directions, and the bald man fell to the ground without a sound, fainting on the spot.

The last one to run was a strong man who weighed at least two hundred pounds, so he was the slowest. However, his sturdy build told Yang Fan that this fellow's strength should be great, and his ability to withstand blows shouldn't be too weak.

As a result, Yang Fan decisively used his advantage in speed to send a kick flying towards the brawny man's crotch. Accompanied by the brawny man's howl, his body bent like a large prawn, and Yang Fan seized the opportunity to smash his knee into the face of the brawny man, causing him to fall to the ground and lose his fighting strength.

Yang Fan bent down to pick up the short axe that the muscular man dropped, then turned around to smash the yellow-haired man, who was about to ambush him from behind, back down onto the ground.

In the battle just now, the yellow-hair was not injured, but he was knocked back flying for a short moment. Just as he got up and was about to attack Yang Fan from behind, he saw the short axe flying towards him and immediately raised his hand to block. With a kacha sound, the bones in his arms broke, and he immediately drooped down, being kicked by Yang Fan.

Yang Fan gave each of the fallen guys a kick in the back, preventing them from getting up for the time being. There was still a van over there, so he couldn't let them gang up on him!