"Impossible! This can't be happening! How could Brother Quan be suppressed by this kid?"
Witnessing Zhao Quan being pushed back by Ye Fan, Xiong Wenchang was the most shocked. He knew Zhao Quan's past achievents all too well, but he had never dreamt that Zhao Quan would actually be pushed back by soone as insignificant as Ye Fan.
"It must be because Brother Quan hasn't taken action in a long ti, and was caught off guard by this kid!"
"Yes, that's right, that must be it, Brother Quan just hasn't fought in a long ti!"
"Although this kid pushed back Brother Quan, Brother Quan wasn't severely injured. Once Brother Quan regains his composure, he'll surely crush this kid like a rolling torrent!"
A group of thugs changed their expressions dramatically; they couldn't accept the fact that Zhao Quan was being suppressed by Ye Fan.
It's one thing for them to be suppressed by Ye Fan, but in their hearts, Zhao Quan was an unconquerable War God. If Zhao Quan was truly suppressed by Ye Fan in the end, they would be utterly dismayed.
"Good lad, you've certainly got so skills!"
After steadying himself, Zhao Quan glared fiercely at Ye Fan. The hostility emanating from him was even more intense and ferocious than before.
Ye Fan sneered, "You call this having skills? Tsk tsk! You should know that for , this is rely routine!"
What! Just routine?
Seeing Ye Fan's overwhelming arrogance, Zhao Quan's mouth twitched fiercely.
What did Ye Fan an by that?
Could it be that his Martial Arts were so superior that he regarded the opponent as nothing but a trivial character?
Thinking this, the fury on Zhao Quan's face grew even stronger.
"Kid, you've got quite the mouth on you! The next move, I will take your life!" Zhao Quan shouted fiercely.
Ye Fan smiled faintly, enjoying the mont, "Then bring it on! I'm looking forward to seeing if you can still surprise ! However, I must tell you, with the next move, I'm going to strike! I hope you're not too weak!"
"Not too weak?" Hearing Ye Fan's words, Zhao Quan was so angry he was practically steaming.
He had dominated the Jianghu for over a decade, terrifying countless small-ti thugs with a single move. He had never expected that tonight, of all nights, he would be utterly disregarded by so green kid.
Ye Fan looked at Zhao Quan seriously, "That's right! Don't be too weak!"
"Dammit!"
Upon hearing this, Zhao Quan yelled angrily, swinging his stick with a shout, "Kill! Kill them all!!!"
As Zhao Quan's shout echoed, he gripped the stick in his hand, his entire deanor becoming dozens of tis more ferocious than before.
"Brother Quan is about to unleash a powerful move, Brother Quan is about to go all out!"
"Great, Brother Quan is finally getting serious. With his full power, this kid is sure to die without a place to be buried!"
"That's right! Brother Quan's might is unmatched, far beyond what this kid can handle!"
Seeing Zhao Quan burst forth with a furious montum, Xiong Wenchang and the group of thugs were visibly invigorated; they believed the battle would end with Zhao Quan's explosion of fury.
"Apart from being loud, what else do you have?" Ye Fan said with a face of utter nonchalance.
"Kill!!!"
Ignored by Ye Fan, Zhao Quan felt deeply humiliated, and with his stick gripped tightly, he ruthlessly aid a blow at Ye Fan's head.
"Slow! Too slow!"
Tracking Zhao Quan's movents, Ye Fan's stick moved like lightning, striking heavily on Zhao Quan's shoulder.
"Damn it!"
Struck by Ye Fan holding the stick, Zhao Quan's face distorted with pain. As a shudder of agony passed through him, the stick in his hands dropped straight out.
"Kid, I'm going to kill you!"
Even though his stick had fallen, Zhao Quan's Killing Intent couldn't be hidden as he clenched his fists and lunged fiercely at Ye Fan.
"Hmph!"
Seeing Zhao Quan still oblivious to the reality of his impending doom, Ye Fan let out a cold laugh and thrust his stick straight at Zhao Quan's chest.
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Under the watchful eyes of all, Ye Fan's stick thudded heavily against Zhao Quan's chest. Zhao Quan's body instantly lost control, slamming against the wall like a shell had hit him.
"Damn it! This is really maddening!"
After being severely injured, Zhao Quan shrieked in madness, and even as his body hit the ground, he planned to counterattack.
But Ye Fan didn't give him any chance, just as Zhao Quan was preparing to stand up, Ye Fan fiercely slashed his face with the rod in his hand.
With his face taking a heavy blow, Zhao Quan spat out a mouthful of blood with a 'puh' sound, and his brain buzzed violently.
"Brother Quan!"
Seeing Zhao Quan's miserable state, Xiong Wenchang almost popped his eyes out.
"Brother Quan! Brother Quan!"
The gangsters panicked and rushed forward when they saw Zhao Quan being completely overwheld by Ye Fan, lifting Zhao Quan from the ground where he had fallen.
Puh-chi—
Just as the gangsters helped him up, a surge of blood welled up inside Zhao Quan, and another mouthful of blood sprayed out.
With that spray, Zhao Quan's entire deanor wilted, his face no longer held any of its forr arrogance.
Xiong Wenchang imdiately stepped forward and asked in horror, "Brother Quan, how are you? Brother Quan, don't scare !"
"Ah Xiong, we're screwed, we've hit an iron plate!" Zhao Quan shouted unwillingly.
"What? Hit an iron plate? How...how are we going to handle this?"
Hearing Zhao Quan's words, Xiong Wenchang went ashen. If even Zhao Quan was no match for Ye Fan, what chance would they have against Ye Fan's thunderous blows?
After crushing Zhao Quan, Ye Fan looked on with contempt, "Is this it? This is all you've got? Boring! Truly too boring! I haven't even made my move, and you've already fallen!"
I haven't made my move, and you've already fallen?
Upon hearing this, countless people at the scene were stunned.
Arrogant, this statent was utterly outrageous.
If it was before, they would have condemned Ye Fan to no end, but after witnessing his absolute strength, they realized that Ye Fan wasn't being arrogant; he truly possessed such overwhelming power.
"What on earth is going on? Why can't even Brother Quan deal with this guy?"
"I don't...I don't know! I thought Brother Quan would crush this kid in minutes, who would have thought, he would be the one getting crushed!"
"It's over! We're all done for! If Brother Quan can't suppress this kid, what will our fate be?"
In an instant, the nurous gangsters' faces turned ghostly white, looking at Ye Fan with eyes full of fear.
Now that their boss Zhao Quan had fallen, expecting them to take down Ye Fan was simply impossible.
If Ye Fan were to lose his temper, they wouldn't be able to withstand it!
"Brother Quan, what should we do?" Xiong Wenchang said, completely at a loss.
He never expected to have his place trashed by Ye Fan tonight, let alone that even with Zhao Quan and a group of people coming to the rescue, it would do no good.
Finished! Completely finished!
They were in deep trouble now!
Zhao Quan's face was exceedingly awful, for he never anticipated encountering a tough nut like Ye Fan this evening.
Xiong Wenchang was asking him for a plan, yet he wanted to ask Xiong Wenchang what they should do.
Under Ye Fan's absolute power, they might all be conquered by his thunderous oppression.
Xiong Wenchang said with a mournful face, "Brother Quan, are we all going to die by this kid's hand?"
"No! Absolutely not!" Zhao Quan said excitedly as if he had thought of sothing.
Xiong Wenchang was startled and asked in surprise, "Brother Quan, we're not going to die?"
"Rest assured, we will definitely not die tonight, but instead, it will be this kid who seals his own fate!" Zhao Quan spoke with a chilling tone.
Xiong Wenchang asked in confusion, "Brother Quan, what do you an by that?"
Swoosh, swoosh, swoosh—
As Xiong Wenchang finished speaking, a group of terrified gangsters also turned their gaze towards Zhao Quan, all eager to find out the confidence behind his words.
"Hehehehe..."
Zhao Quan sneered and said: "Ah Xiong, don't forget, you still have a cousin who is a top-notch expert. As long as you call your cousin over, getting rid of this kid will be a piece of cake!"
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