Beauty's Supreme Expert

"Kill Now I... "

Hard to say three words, Zhang Haonan's eyes empty.

For a warrior, there is nothing more painful than breaking the muscles and veins.

He had been pursuing martial arts all his life. He finally recovered from his hidden illness with the help of Lin fan. However, he was not happy for a long time, but he was disabled.

For Zhang Haonan, this is no different from death.

No, it's more painful than death.

Since you can't be a warrior, let him die.

"Honan, believe me, I can cure you."

Zhang Haonan said the three words, listen to the heart of Lin Fan sour: "I just have a baby in my hand can cure your muscles and veins, I can't say can let you to a higher level."

He shook his head gently, and Zhang Haonan gave a bitter smile.

Lin Fan's words fell into his ears, but they were just words of comfort.

Even if the gods come, they can't save them.

"Haonan, you will have a rest first, and I will deal with the rest."

He took out a healing talisman and stuck it on Zhang Haonan. After activation, Lin Fan motioned to master Tan to come out: "who smashed the bar?"

"I looked at the surveillance, and there were probably 20 people coming."

Looking at the mess of the bar, Tan Ming cursed: "all the waiters were beaten. When they left, they threatened to give us two hours to get out of here, or they would tear down the bar."

"Two hours. It's almost time."

Looking at the position of the door, Lin Fan sneered: "I want to see who has the ability to dismantle the bar."

"Lin Shao, shall we take precautions?"

Feeling that the newcomer is not good this time, Tan Ming worried: "can waste Haonan's tendons, the other side is certainly not simple."

"It is necessary to be on guard, so that all the waiters who have been hit are ready for weapons."

Corner of the mouth curved, Lin Fan said: "how the other side hit us, we will double back."

"Well, kill those guys."

With Lin Fan's words, Tan Ming excitedly arranged it.

It was just when everyone was ready that the door of the bar was suddenly kicked open.

A gang of street thugs with iron bars came in and divided into two groups to greet their big man.

"Oh, this nighttime bar is not afraid of death."

The frivolous voice sounded, and the bald head with a cigarette in his mouth came in, glanced around the chair he had moved to his younger brother and sat down.

"How dare you come here after smashing our bar?"

With the attendant with a weapon, Tan Ming angrily scolded: "is it too long for me?"

"Oh, what's my bareheaded Qiang from in this generation? I'll give you face when I come to smash your court."

Glancing at Tan Ming's Gang, bareheaded and strongly sneering, "I have made it very clear that you should get out of here for two hours. Now two hours have passed and you are still here."

"Isn't this a blow to my face? How can I get along with it in the future?"

He puffed out a puff of smoke from his mouth and sighed: "don't say I didn't give you a chance. I'll give you two more minutes to get out of here, or..."

PA.

Before the voice finished, a loud slap in the face rang out.

The cigarette in the mouth is directly smoked, and the whole person flies from the chair to the ground.

The speed was so fast that no one could react to it. He climbed up from the ground with his painful face and looked around quickly.

"If anyone dares to hit me, Tema will stand up for me."

PA.

No one spoke, just another slap in the face.