Chapter five hundred and nineteenth took a bite(2/2)
"You are the son of a disabled son in the family, without power, no money, and no power. He actually said that I, the eldest son of the Shen family, are not worthy of fighting with you?"
"You should say this sentence in reverse, Ye Fan is not qualified to attack me."
Chen Sicheng looked at me with disdain, "You should ask Ximo, how big is the difference between you and Chen Sicheng?"
Chen Ximo stretched out his hand and pulled Ye Fan: "Ye Fan, stop fighting with him."
She can be so tempted by contemplation, but Ye Fan does not have the capital, and he will be so thoughtful that he will be killed by contemplation if he is not careful.
“No matter how much nonsense you say, it’s useless.”
Ye Fan looked at me and thoughtful and jokingly: "In my eyes, you really don't have the qualifications to fight fairly."
My eyes sank in contemplation: "You say it again?"
His fists were tight, and his bones were slamming all over his body, as if his limbs were filled with explosive power.
Chen Ximo pulled Ye Fan's sleeve: "Ye Fan, stop talking."
Ye Fan smiled at Chen Sicheng: "It's the same when I say it a hundred times. You are not worthy of fighting with me."
"Go to die!"
He was furious in thought, and without saying a word, he kicked Ye Fan sideways.
This kick was extremely fast and its power was very terrifying, just like a tiger throwing its tail over.
Tianyou and Zhang Yuyan immediately showed surprise.
Because of this kick, it can at least be able to kick a big tree as thick as a bowl.
If this is kicked on someone, I am afraid that I will be seriously injured if I don’t die.
Chen Ximo subconsciously exclaimed: "Ye Fan, be careful."
Before he could finish his words, Ye Fan shook his hand and slapped him.
"Bang!"
This slap directly knocked me to the ground.
"You" cried in contemplation and looked at Ye Fan in shock, covering your face, with an extremely incredible look in your eyes.
Before he could get up after thinking about it, Ye Fan stood in front of him: "Ba" "You are also challenging me at your level?"
"Ba" "You don't believe it if you say you are not worthy of fighting with me?"
"Ba" "Did I steal a secret recipe? Don't you know what to do?"
Ye Fan scolded Chen Jingcheng while shooting at him, and then threw his bow from left to right, making him rolling in thought and knocking over the weapon rack.
All the swords, guns, sticks and sticks fell to the ground, which was a terrible sight.
Tianyou and Zhang Yuyan were unbelievable, and they never expected that they would be so mortified that they could not stop taking a few steps back.
"Bastard, I'll kill you."
He was so thoughtful that he struggled to start, and he was about to stab Ye Fan with a sword.
"Crack" Ye Fan's figure flashed, he took the initiative, grabbed his throat with a thump, and then pushed him against the wall with a bang.
"I don't have any skills and I'm still whining. Do you believe it or not, I'll strangle you to death?"
Ye Fan used a little force to make me think hard and his face turned red.
"Yeah" Just then, Ye Fan felt a pain in his arm. He looked down and Chen Ximo opened his mouth and bit his arm.
The girl burst into tears: "Ye Fan, let him go..."
Chapter completed!