Chapter 106 Chen Fan’s Outburs

Zhang Xueyang felt that he was about to explode from anger! Who was Ma Rongtao? Ma Rongtao had been like a brother to his father since they were young. He had looked upon Ma Rongtao as his real uncle all these years, and his uncle was now lying on the floor in pain and covering his chest with his hand. How could he not be furious? How could he not get worked up?

Swish! A cylindrical trash can rotated twice in the air, spilling a large amount of cigarette ash onto Fu Lulong's body. At this moment, an agile and rough-looking accomplice beside Fu Lulong suddenly stepped forward without any expression on his face and raised his leg high up, kicking the trash can top-down.

Clang! The cylindrical stainless steel trash can got kicked into the shape of a bow and hit the wooden door on the side after making a loud clang. Zhang Xueyang naturally did not count on the trash to hit anyone; it was just for him to vent his anger, and he still had to depend on himself.

"Ahh!!" When Zhang Xueyang was three meters away from Fu Lulong, he focused his strength on his heel, jumped up with the help of the accelerating force and then gave a kick high up in the air. At that very moment, the crew-cut guy suddenly sprang up like a tiger and did a perfect split in the air.

Thump! Zhang Xueyang got kicked by the crew cut guy in midair and got all scrunched up. After landing, he followed his uncle's footsteps, holding onto his stomach and rolling his eyes as he let out a long groan.

"A martial arts practitioner...a true martial arts practitioner!" Chen Fan who was standing at the back gave his appraisal. The crew cut guy was swift and domineering. At least five years of a martial arts foundation was needed to execute that.

The gaze of six icy cold eyes shone over like torchlight and the two accomplices stared hard at Chen Fan. Years of bloodshed left indelible traces on their faces, and their gazes were like bloodthirsty wolves in Inner Mongolia staring at lambs and antelopes.

"It's you?" Fu Lulong's pupils suddenly dilated six times before constricting to the size of a needle tip. Chen Fan had left such a deep impression on him that he was recognized with just a glance.

"Why is it him again?" Chen Fan grumbled in a low voice. He had no intention of getting into any more conflicts with Fu Lulong. It is best to avoid acquaintances when it comes to fighting. If Chen Fan did not know that Fu Lulong had powerful backing, or if Chen Fan had his head covered up, he wouldn't hesitate to bash him up. However, Fu Lulong had much more power than him, and he had yet to come after him over their previous conflict!

Nonetheless, his hot-blooded disposition did not allow Chen Fan to hesitate. Ma Rongtao and Zhang Xueyang got beaten up for treating him to a meal. Even though he knew how powerful Fu Lulong was, Chen Fan had to brace himself and take him on.

As for whether the situation would snowball, he would think about it later. Right now, he had to attack to help the two men lying on the floor get even with them. This had nothing to do with being calm or far-sighted. It was simply an issue of a man having a backbone. Furthermore, this was Zhongyun City, and the one beaten up was the richest man in Zhongyun. Chen Fan did not believe Ma Rongtao would do nothing after being beaten up.

"Kill him!" Fu Lulong sounded very arrogant and seemed to have absolute confidence in the two accomplices.

"I'll see who's the one killing who?" Chen Fan mumbled. The other party only had two people. Although he did not know any special moves, he could mash the two up with just his strong bull-like body. Looking at the two men charging toward him, Chen Fan kept a straight face as he stood still, ready take them head-on for a brutal and bloody fight.

As the two accomplices charged to the front of Chen Fan, the one with a deep flame tattoo between his brows pounced like a tiger and executed a kick. Chen Fan stretched out his arm to block it and felt his hand turn numb from the great force. The flame tattooed man beamed with joy. Just as he wanted to give a punch, his eyes suddenly widened when he saw a foot approaching his head at great speed.

Unable to dodge, the man could only use his arm like how Chen Fan did to block, but his arm got kicked back after a loud bang. The toes of the foot even went over his arm and touched his cheek, and the man felt saltiness in his mouth as his teeth clattered. Such strong legs? The man took six or seven steps back and leaned against the wall as he wiped the blood coming out from the corner of his mouth.

The man who got kicked by Chen Fan was the top fighter of Hong Kong's Temple Street for three consecutive years, and he recently switched to become a professional bodyguard. He did not think much of Chen Fan just now when he charged toward him, but now he realized that his strength was clearly two levels above his own.

The big and sturdy crew cut guy with bulging muscles immediately went forward and punched toward Chen Fan with his tightly clenched fist. Hearing the sound of wind at his ears, Chen Fan took two steps back to avoid the fist before turning and giving a back kick onto the crew cut guy's belly.

The crew cut guy leaned sideways and managed to dodge Chen Fan's kick. With a sinister smile, he threw out his hands and wanted to grab Chen Fan's thigh before throwing him onto the ground. There is a saying that the leg should never go above the waist. A real martial arts practitioner will never kick his leg above the waist in order to prevent the opponent from catching hold of it as the other leg will not be able to balance the body.

Nevertheless, Chen Fan's leg went above the waist, and was even directed at the other party's face. The crew cut guy grabbed hold of Chen Fan's thigh sideways and was about to attack the balancing left leg when a strong countering force suddenly transmitted to his hands. Before he could react, the thigh pressed downward and pushed him to the ground as if he was grabbing onto an elephant's leg.

After the crew cut guy landed on the ground, Chen Fan's right foot also touched the ground. With his right leg supporting his balance, his left leg gave a fierce kick to the guy's belly. The crew cut guy's expression looked as if a Transformer had grabbed hold of his testicles. Due to pain, his brow and mouth were squeezed into shapes like in fractal geometry questions that even Archimedes would surrender to.

Arghh! The crew cut guy held onto his stomach, cross-eyed.

"Way to go!" Zhang Xueyang, who was lying on the ground witnessed the scene and immediately became energetic. He rolled on the floor, got behind the crew cut guy and kicked madly at the back of his waist.

After kicking one guy onto the ground, Chen Fan who had drunk over 300 milliliters of Chinese liquor and 0.5 liters of wine started to turn fiery. With nothing holding him back, he rushed forward and with the help of inertia, pointed his knee toward the belly of the flame tattooed guy at the corner.

The guy twisted his body as he endured the pain in his mouth, hoping to dodge the fatal blow. However, Chen Fan who was in midair was not going to let him have his way. Seeing that he was trying to dodge, Chen Fan straightened his elbow, ready to execute a double blow.

Thump! The guy managed to dodge the knee below but not the flexible elbow. Like a wild goose shot by a Remington shotgun, the guy laid straight on the ground without making any noise.

It was human nature to go where the crowds were. Earlier on when Ma Rongtao was punched down to the ground, there were already a few nosy onlookers. When Chen Fan put the two men down, everyone in the main hall crowded the entire hallway as if they were sharks who had smelled blood.

You're next! Chen Fan turned his body and shot daggers at Fu Lulong in the corner. Since he had already fought to this level, there was no need to think of the consequences. He would fight to his heart's content by throwing the big boss onto the ground!