"Do you really think I don’t dare to kill you!"
Wang Yaoyang, holding the knife in his hand, glared angrily at Lin Fan.
The last bit of rationality told him that although he wanted to get rid of Lin Fan tonight, he absolutely shouldn’t do it himself.
After all, he is the son-in-law of the Han Family, Han Peipei’s boyfriend.
If Lin Fan dies by his hand, it would be a big problem, and if Han Peipei and Han Longhu retaliate, he would be in danger.
However, the alcohol and contraband had already eroded all of his rationality.
In the face of Lin Fan’s repeated provocations, he could no longer tolerate it.
"You useless piece of trash, of course you don’t dare, you’re just a coward. Holding a knife is just for show. A guy like you probably needed a lot of drugs to get it up tonight."
Lin Fan’s eyes shifted to the high platform in the middle.
Zhang Xiaoxiao, tied up there, was breathing more and more heavily.
As for the few n who approached her, they were watching her writhing body with keen interest.
The naked won in their arms were kneeling on the ground, taking deep sucks on the increasingly excited Iron Pestle, cheering for the upcoming battle.
Ti was of the essence, and if it dragged on, Zhang Xiaoxiao would be in trouble. Lin Fan could only snarl at Wang Yaoyang, "You useless coward, co on, if you have the guts, stab with the knife... I’m standing right here, and you still don’t dare to touch ... You’re such a wimp... Are all your guts sucked dry by these won!"
"I’ll kill you!"
Sure enough, Lin Fan’s provoking words made Wang Yaoyang’s forehead veins bulge.
With a loud shout, he swung the knife in his hand, thrusting it towards Lin Fan.
"You finally made a move."
Watching the blade glinting as it ca toward him, Lin Fan imdiately raised his hand, trying hard to aim and used the rope in his hand to find the sharp blade.
"Whoosh!"
As the dagger grazed past Lin Fan’s neck, he turned sideways to dodge, breaking out in a cold sweat.
After all, the light was dim, and this guy was truly intent on killing.
"Finally, it’s free."
All the risk-taking was worth it the mont the rope fell to the ground.
The reason Lin Fan kept provoking the opponent was to use the knife in his hand to cut the rope on his wrist.
Now the rope was undone, his arms were finally free, and the slingshot hidden inside was back in his grip.
"You did it on purpose... Do you think without the rope, you can escape!"
Wang Yaoyang shook his head, looking at Lin Fan’s delighted smile, and shouted loudly at the two bodyguards still lying on the ground, "Stop playing dead, quickly grab him, I’m going to kill him!"
"Yes... yes..."
The two who had been pretending to be cowardly imdiately got up and lunged towards Lin Fan. But in the next second, Lin Fan grabbed a naked woman’s arm and swung her thin body at the two n.
"Ah!"
The woman scread and fell directly into one of the n’s arms.
Unable to resist squeezing her chest hard, he then pushed her away, but the next mont, more naked won were thrown over by Lin Fan. After all, he didn’t intend to be a gentleman; at a ti like this, these won beca his best weapons.
"Ouch..."
"That hurts..."
"Don’t squeeze ..."
As the won were thrown one after another, the two nimble bodyguards slowed down in unison.
At this mont, they began to anticipate Lin Fan’s next move.
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