Zhao Fanchen was thrown to the ground on his back by Hong Yi. He felt the blood in his chest surge violently. The pain in his body was already numb. His whole body ached so much. There was a sweet feeling in his throat, and he couldn't help but smile from the corner of his mouth.

A trace of blood.

Blood dripped from the corners of his mouth onto the table, and there was a violent turbulence in his lower abdomen. A sharp pain instantly hit his whole body, and the pain was as uncomfortable as if all the intestines in his stomach were being stirred together.

Hong Yi's subordinates in the audience, as well as those who were worried about the world being in chaos, all went crazy after seeing Zhao Fanchen being thrown from the back by Hong Yi! They blushed with excitement and shouted,

Countless people pointed at Zhao Fanchen and rushed forward, shouting sternly, "Kill him! Kill him! Hong Yijun, kill him! Kill this kid! Break his neck! Break his neck..."

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The boiling sounds from the outside world were already somewhat blurry and distorted when they reached Zhao Fanchen's ears. Zhao Fanchen could only vaguely hear some sounds. His eyes were already a little blurred, and his vision was blocked by blood. He saw

The faces of the people in the audience all became ferocious, even gradually distorting in the air. The outside sounds seemed far away to Zhao Fanchen. He tried hard to wipe away the blood at the corner of his mouth, but the blood was still there.

The flow continues, and the sounds from the outside world have become far more blurry than before.

Struggling to open his eyelids, Zhao Fanchen could just vaguely see blood oozing from the corner of Hong Yi's mouth. He smiled ferociously and with bloodthirsty, and slowly walked towards Zhao Fanchen step by step. Then, Zhao Fanchen wanted to get up.

He twisted his neck hard and saw that in the noisy and chaotic audience, Mr. Xiong was sitting there with a silent expression, his mouth tightly pursed, his fists tightly holding the armrests of the chair, and his sharp eyes.

He stared at Zhao Fanchen lying on the ground, but then Zhao Fanchen saw these people. These familiar faces were getting farther and farther away from him, and their voices became blurred in his ears.

"Stand up...Brother Xiaofan, stand up, you can't fall, you can't fall in front of the little devil?" Behind Mr. Xiong, all the strong young men looked at me with their eyes flushed and their faces flushed.

Shouting loudly and talking about something.

These guys had excited expressions on their faces, and they all stared nervously at Zhao Fanchen lying on the table. Some were even more anxious. Then Zhao Fanchen felt a hand push him hard, and when he turned his head, he saw

Robin had already rushed to the stage. He was sweating profusely and his eyes were red. He was trying hard to slap the floor on the stage and yelling desperately and excitedly. Unfortunately, what he was shouting made Zhao Fanchen a little confused when he heard those voices.

It was blurry, and the excited and manic crowd below the stage became even more crazy now. Their boiling and noisy sounds fell into Zhao Fanchen's ears, and seemed to have turned into a "buzzing buzzing" sound, shaking his heart.

My head was rumbling, and I was shaking all the time.

At this moment, Zhao Fanchen's agility from practicing boxing over the years showed its effect once again. Although others were a little dazed after being thrown away, he still keenly felt the danger when it came, and his body subconsciously

After reacting, Zhao Fanchen saw a foot quickly appearing in front of his eyes. It was Hong Yi. He raised his foot and wanted to step on Zhao Fanchen's head. At this critical moment,

Zhao Fanchen was alert, so he dodged first and rolled out on the stage. Bang, Hong Yi stepped on the entire stage with his foot and trembled suddenly. Zhao Fanchen fell on it just now when he was thrown out by Hong Yi.

On the ground, all the bones in his body seemed to be in severe pain. He wanted to struggle to stand up, but it didn't work after several attempts.

I saw Hong Yi holding the samurai knife in his hand and slowly walking towards Zhao Fanchen, with a sinister smile on his face. At this time, this guy's voice clearly reached Zhao Fanchen's ears: "Coward, you all

You're a useless coward, coward. Is this all you have? If you can, stand up and cut my neck off? Come on? I said I wanted to kill you, and I will definitely kill you. I

Do you want to cut your throat with this knife and watch your blood drain out?"

"Brother Xiao Fan, get up quickly? Hurry up?" The young and strong men behind Mr. Xiong all shouted to Zhao Fanchen with blood-red eyes.

"Hong Yi-kun, kill him, use the family's samurai sword to cut off his neck, cut his throat..." Some of Hong Yi's men and the Americans in the gang were all shouting loudly?

Hongyi sneered, stared at Zhao Fanchen lying on the ground, then raised the samurai sword in his hand, and smiled mockingly at Zhao Fanchen: "You are cowards, cowards, and cowards after all??"

At this time, Zhao Fanchen, who was lying on the ground, finally woke up. He looked at Hong Yi's ferocious face, and his words kept echoing in his mind: "Coward?? You are a coward?? Coward."

The moment Hong Yi raised the dagger in his hand to stab Zhao Fanchen's throat, his body suddenly froze in mid-air, the corners of his eyes were beating violently, and his expression suddenly changed.

There was a tragic change, his hand suddenly stiffened in mid-air and he could not move. His expression was extremely painful, and there was a crisp sound of bone breaking from the back of his body.

When he saw this guy's movements froze in mid-air, his face suddenly changed horribly, and his face was a little distorted, Zhao Fanchen realized that the opportunity had come, and the kick that had hit Hong Yi in the heart finally came into effect.

The effect has come, this kick is a heavy hand, and he has been giving in to accumulate momentum. When he raised his body just now, Zhao Fanchen's previous kick had already cracked his spine. Hong Yi's move just now happened to make the spine go up.

The bone cracks increased in size once I was a big star.

In this unforgettable moment, Zhao Fanchen, who was lying on the ground, suddenly jumped out like a fish jumping out of the water. His body jumped up from the table.

At this time, Hong Yi's eyes suddenly shrank. He wanted to take action, but just now, the kick Zhao Fanchen left on his heart made Hong Yi's movements stiffen and his speed slowed down a lot. He wanted to stop Zhao Fanchen.

It was still too late for Fanchen. No one had any chance anymore. The knife in his hand stabbed the air. Zhao Fanchen jumped up and Hong Yi suddenly felt a strong chill in his heart. At this moment,

Zhao Fanchen, who had bounced up from the ground, had already grabbed the back of Hong Yi's neck with one hand. His other hand had already made a very special movement when he jumped up. His right hand was clenched into a fist.

The middle finger protrudes. This is a sure-kill move. Normally, Zhao Fanchen would never use it easily.

The hand that grabbed the back of Hong Yi's neck used this force to lead Zhao Fanchen to jump in front of Hong Yi in an instant. With a snap, there was a snapping sound of bones breaking.

When Zhao Fanchen jumped up, his right fist hit Hong Yi's Adam's apple hard. Hong Yi's Adam's apple was directly shattered by Zhao Fanchen's fully protruding middle finger, and a large piece of his Adam's apple was dented.

"Ah?" he burst out with a last miserable cry, heart-rending, his body trembled violently, and then the samurai sword in his hand fell to the ground, and he opened his arms hard, as if trying to struggle towards

Finally, he violently covered his sunken Adam's apple with his hands, which was completely shattered. But before he could finish this action, his body fell backwards, and he fell.

While he was on the ground, he kept spitting blood out of his mouth, and then he saw that the throat he was covering with his hands was also spurting out blood in different ways. His hands couldn't cover it at all, and his whole body was already twitching!

No one expected that the situation would reverse so quickly in an instant, and the situation took a turn for the worse in an instant. Hong Yi's Adam's apple was shattered by Zhao Fanchen's move, and he suddenly collapsed on the stage. He covered his Adam's apple tightly with both hands, and his body kept shaking.

trembling and twitching.

The moment Hong Yi fell, when he fell on the stage and struggled and pulled out, this sudden change instantly caused the entire audience to scream and shout, which was almost boiling, and was suddenly replaced by an invisible force.

It was as if the scissors had been cut at the waist! Almost at this moment, the whole place fell into a dead silence. The noisy and chaotic audience just fell silent. Those who wanted to shout, the ones with their mouths open, but they could not live or die.

They were unable to make a sound, as if their Adam's apple had been strangled in an instant. Everyone in the audience was stunned and stared at what was happening on the stage. No one dared to

Make some noise.

After Zhao Fanchen fell to the ground, he slowly stood up and wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth. Hong Yi was not dead at this time. He wanted to speak, but his Adam's apple was shattered by Zhao Fanchen, and he could not make a single sound at all.

, His whole body was still twitching, and the fingers that were covering his neck were constantly gushing out. He struggled desperately to get up, but after trying several times, it didn't work. He just stared at Zhao Fanchen,

Eyes full of unwillingness and hatred.

Zhao Fanchen slowly walked to Hong Yi's side. At this time, everyone in the audience looked at Zhao Fanchen with surprised eyes. The Japanese wanted to rush forward, but were immediately blocked by the strong young men behind Xiong Ye.

Zhao Fanchen turned around and saw shock written all over the faces of many people. Hong Yi's men had red eyes, with expressions of unwillingness and shame on their faces. They clenched the guy in their hands tightly. Zhao Fanchen twisted Hong Yi's hair.

He roared at Hongichi's men who were still arrogantly shouting to kill him just now and the American gangsters who wanted to muddy the waters: "Are you mute? Weren't you capable of shouting just now?

Didn’t you say you wanted to kill me? Don’t you all want to see how Hong Yi cuts my throat? Shout! Keep shouting! Don’t you want to kill me? Come on? Come on all the fuck?

What? Are you all fucking scared?"

Then Zhao Fanchen stared at Hong Yi's men and asked: "Why are you not talking now! Do you want me to kill him? Really? Talk, do you want me to kill him? You are talking the hell!"

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After that, Zhao Fanchen suddenly sneered, ignoring the stunned people in the audience, and ignoring Hong Yi's angry men. Then he grabbed his head with calm and terrifying hands, twisted it hard, and with a click, Hong Yi's neck was completely crushed by Zhao Fanchen.
Chapter completed!