171: Chapter 171 So What If It’s Just One Person 171: Chapter 171 So What If It’s Just One Person “I don’t mind if you like men, but fuck, retard, I like women.”
Zhang Fan said this as he lifted his foot and savagely kicked the sleazy man’s groin several times in succession.
“Hiss ah…”
An incredibly weak voice came out of the sleazy man’s throat.
All onlookers couldn’t help but cover their own groins, as if even the screams lacked energy.
Shit, this kid starts off with a castration kick combo, fuck, just watching makes my balls ache.
Especially the group of people familiar with the sleazy man, their faces quivered even more.
They knew the sleazy man’s Combat Power; although sleazy, he was still a solid fighter.
Five guys were nothing to him.
Yet, in the blink of an eye, he was beaten like this, fuck, what’s the background of this kid?
“See that, dumbass?
Thought this kid was easy to bully?
Even Long Xiao’s bodyguards got taken down by him.
Locked up with him, even I feel scared,” King Kong with the golden teeth muttered with a laugh, raising his hand and striking a palm towards the skinny guy who had just spoken.
Fucking retard, thinking of messing with this kid.
Did you forget we were originally here to trouble this guy?
And at the moment of capture, relying on Long Xiao’s clout, he talked too much, and King Kong wished he could sew his own mouth shut.
Why spout nonsense for no reason?
If this guy held grudges, it would be his own bad luck.
King Kong’s pupils shrunk, and then he squatted on the ground, burying his head in his knees, not daring to look up, for fear that Zhang Fan would see him.
Zhang Fan kicked the sleazy man away and turned his gaze to the bald man who just spoke.
“Did you say you wanted my legs?”
The bald man’s face stiffened, and then he sneered, “Kid, do you know where this is?
No.1?
Know who I am?
Big Baldy?
Go out and ask around about who the hell I am before you talk to me.
Impressed that you can fight?
Didn’t I lay waste to more than I can count with my two hands?
Saying I want your leg is giving you credit.
See the guys behind me?
Here in No.1, I’m the sky.”
Big Baldy waved his hand, and immediately, his crew of more than twenty people surrounded Zhang Fan.
Know how to fight?
Shit, isn’t there anyone in No.1 who can’t fight?
“Big Baldy, let’s make it clear, eight hundred thousand, twenty thousand for each of the Four King Kongs,” the tattooed man said as he also waved his hand, and his twenty people surrounded Zhang Fan too.
Zhang Fan was amused by Big Baldy.
The Four King Kongs, why don’t you say you’re the Four Heavenly Kings?
“Hehe, young man, I’m not greedy; I just want one of your legs.
Let me break it nicely so you won’t suffer other pains,” the shirtless fat man also surrounded him.
Zhang Fan chuckled in annoyance, damn, you want a leg?
Could you eat it if I gave it to you?
Zhang Fan’s eyes grew colder, these guys really think he’s meat on the chopping block, ready to be carved up at will?
And they’re talking about taking an arm or a leg, like they think they’re buying pork in the market.
Zhang Fan slightly shifted his stance, surrounded by more than eighty people, and felt a surge of defiance rise in his heart.
“Hehe, want my arms and legs?
Come and take them,” Zhang Fan’s eyes gleamed dangerously, and his muscles tensed, with hot blood surging to the surface.
Just over eighty people, huh!
“Hahaha, kid, you think you can take on a group of us?” Big Baldy laughed heartily.
Zhang Fan raised his hand, pointing at Big Baldy, “Sorry, but I do indeed have that thought.
You’re the first one,” he said.
Silence fell all around, followed by an eruption of laughter the next moment.
“What did I hear?
This kid wants to take on a group of us by himself?”
“Hahaha, did this kid get dumb from all that book reading?”
“Tsk tsk tsk, it’s been a long time since I had to lift a hand.”
“Hahaha!
Kid, don’t think you’re invincible just because you took one person down.
Since you won’t submit, you’re going to taste what we’re made of,” the tattooed man said, clenching his fists and charging towards Zhang Fan.
In the next moment, Zhang Fan’s eyes narrowed.
He took a deep breath and clenched his palm!
Just as the tattooed man charged, Zhang Fan, like a ghostly apparition, stepped forward using the Butterfly Dance Step and charged toward the tattooed man as well.
“You’re too slow.”
Zhang Fan’s voice rang out, and the next moment, his palm harshly slapped against the tattooed man’s chest.
“Crack.”
A crisp sound erupted, and the next moment, the tattooed man’s body flew backward.
Everyone’s eyes solidified.
Damn, one of the Four King Kongs of the Gold Gang was sent flying?
How the hell is that possible, the Four King Kongs are ranked by combat power, right?
Here, everyone had one or two sentences of punishment on their backs, and besides relying on their own combat power to survive, there were no other options.
However, in the span of a single breath, one of the Four King Kongs got knocked away?
Zhang Fan didn’t pay any attention to the shocked looks of these people.
He turned around, his gaze fixed on the bald man, then charged forward.
“You were supposed to be first, but someone had a death wish.
So now, you get down too.” As Zhang Fan spoke, he unleashed another Thunderclap Palm.
The bald man hadn’t even reacted before he felt a pain in his chest and was sent flying backward.
“Ah!”
A scream echoed, jolting everyone awake.
“Damn, even the big baldie went flying?”
A group of people looked on in shock, their eyes glued to the bald man with a collapsed chest, and they involuntarily took a step back.
Damn, who the hell is this kid?
“What are you staring at, attack!”
The fat man also felt the crisis and retreated into the crowd, suddenly shouting loudly.
The others snapped out of it and immediately rushed toward Zhang Fan.
What good is defying the heavens alone?
In this small space, even if people crowded together they could smother him to death.
Zhang Fan, seeing the crowd lunging at him, also felt a tinge of danger.
He took a deep breath, his feet swift as wind, drew near the crowd, and with a raised hand, another Thunderclap Palm struck out.
“Ahhh!”
Anyone knocked down by Zhang Fan lay on the ground the next moment.
Chests caved in, arms broken, legs fractured—without exception, all were severely injured.
Zhang Fan was suffering too, having been hit in the head by two people’s fists, the pain was unbearable.
This infuriated him.
Damn it, a bunch of scum, only brave because of their numbers.
“Hah!”
Zhang Fan roared angrily, no longer caring for the raining fists, his hands like afterimages, and anyone who came close got a palm strike.
“Ahhh!”
Screams arose in a continuous surge, and around Zhang Fan, more than twenty people were now lying down.
The fat man looked on in horror, his whole body trembling as he yelled, “Go on, he’s just one person, there are so many of you, just catch him, and he’s as good as dead.”
Zhang Fan’s gaze instantly fell on the fat man.
“Is that so, what does it matter if there’s just one!”
The next moment, Zhang Fan charged directly at the fat man.