"If you can't even be a gangster, what else can you do?"
Is there any humiliation more vicious than this
Although Zhang Lin was very afraid of death, for a short moment of 0.01 seconds, he actually had this thought: Let go and let me die.
For him, there was a feeling that was worse than death.
Zhang Lin's entire body fell outside the railing, hanging in the air above the cliff. As long as Fang Yan loosened his grip or accidentally slipped, Zhang Lin would be crushed to pieces.
The wind makes my butt cold and I’m about to pee in my crotch.
This scene was so thrilling that everyone was stunned.
Wu Yiwei was frightened, and ran over quickly, stretched out her hand to grab Fang Yan's arm, and shouted: "Let go, let go quickly, you will kill someone if you do this - security, security, come quickly."
Zhang Lin had slapped her, but he also made her a lot of commission from the alcohol. If Zhang Lin died in front of her, she would also be held jointly responsible.
Snapped!
Fang Yan stretched out his hand and threw Zhang Lin back to the ground. He had no intention of killing Zhang Lin, he was not that stupid.
Zhang Lin covered his throat and coughed violently, his face purple and red, unable to utter a word.
Wu Yiwei helped him up from the ground and asked anxiously, "Third Master, how are you? Are you okay? Do you want to call a doctor?"
Zhang Lin's body was limp, all his strength having been drained away by Fang Yan's lift.
"I don't have to give up my seat, right?" Fang Yan looked at Zhang Lin and asked.
Zhang Lin did not answer. Nor did he need to answer.
His duties have been fulfilled, and the rest can be handed over to others.
"Don't just bully others outside just because you have a few bucks-----" Fang Yan walked up to Zhang Lin and kicked him in the knee. "Do you think I don't have money?"
"--------"
When Fang Yan finished his training and sat back in his seat, Qin Yitian had already helped him cut the steak into small pieces very gently and carefully.
"Eat it while it's hot." Qin Yitian said with a sweet smile, as if he was not worried at all that Fang Yan would lose the battle just now. "I just tasted it, it's not fishy or old, it tastes just right."
Fang Yan forked a piece of beef into his mouth and chewed it, saying, "It's really good."
"Of course. This dish is their signature dish. How can it matter where I choose?" Qin Yitian said proudly.
Fang Yan swallowed the beef and said, "Let's eat quickly and run away after eating. This little bastard is not here to seduce you or me, there is no reason for him to come and bully us for no reason. There is someone behind him who is instructing him - I don't know why, and I don't want to know. Let's go back after eating and pretend that nothing happened today."
"What a generous man." Qin Yitian savored the beef in his mouth carefully and said, "I'm afraid I can't let you get what you want."
"Is it not possible for me to pursue the matter even if they bully me?"
"But----they didn't succeed in bullying." Qin Yitian said. "To them, if you don't let them bully you, you are bullying them."
"-------" Fang Yan felt that these young masters were really bullying.
Everything that happened on the edge of the cliff was seen by a group of people not far away.
Jiangjun Ling turned around and looked at a middle-aged man behind him who was skinny and had only a layer of skin and bones. He asked, "Mr. Bao, are you upset?"
Mr. Bao shook his head and said, "Be moderate in your actions, show mercy, and don't let your heart get confused."
"Then go and help him." said the general.
Mr. Bao said nothing, and walked towards Fang Yan with his small feet wrapped in black round-toed cloth shoes.
Mr. Bao stood in front of Fang Yan, looking at him with gentle eyes and a wooden expression.
Fang Yan also noticed Mr. Bao and his expression turned serious.
Fang Yan pointed at Zhang Lin on the ground and said, "Are you guys in the same group?"
Mr. Bao shook his head. Who the hell is Zhang Lin? Is he worthy of being in the same group with them
"So, you are just like him, you just don't like me and come to bully me?" Fang Yan slowly moved to Qin Yitian's side and used his body to block her.
It is indeed romantic to eat at this cliff, but it is also very dangerous if a fight breaks out. If you are not careful, you can push someone off the cliff and kill them.
Fang Yan was afraid that if he started fighting, innocent people would be hurt and Qin Yitian would also suffer.
"Bullying?" Mr. Bao was stunned. He laughed, his skinny skin piled up together, looking like a wrinkled soup dumpling. "In a martial arts competition, the winner is a hero and the loser is a bandit. How can you talk about bullying?"
"A duel?"
“That’s exactly why I came here.”
Fang Yan waved his hand and said, "I'm sorry, I won't compete. You saw that my students helped me cut the beef. If I don't eat it now, it will get old-----"
"Half an incense stick is enough." Mr. Bao said confidently. He was confident that he could end the battle within half an incense stick, or in other words, get rid of Fang Yan, his opponent.
Fang Yan looked up at Mr. Bao thoughtfully and asked, "Do you really have to compete with me?"
"That's exactly why I came here." Mr. Bao repeated this sentence again.
Fang Yan frowned and asked, "Why?"
"Defeat you." Mr. Bao said proudly. Although he was short, he gave people an arrogant air of looking down on the sky.
"I have no obligation to help you." Fang Yan said. Why should I let you beat me just because you want to
"It's not up to you."
Before he finished speaking, Mr. Bao had already turned his hand into a claw and rushed towards Fang Yan.
The figures are looming and the claws are changing into thousands.
The art of body cloning!
The Eagle Claw Technique in Xingyiquan, because Mr. Bao's speed is too fast, the Eagle Claw turns into the Shadowless Claw.
Xingyiquan is derived from Xinyiquan. Xingyi follows the heart and can be done as the heart wishes. It is ever-changing and controlled by the heart.
Just by using the power of one claw, Fang Yan knew that Mr. Bao was a rare opponent.
Not to mention anything else, just his Palm Yiquan has reached the point where he can do whatever he wants.
"This is too much." Fang Yan was really angry. It was just a meal, there was no need to provoke him again and again, right
Fang Yan clenched his fist with one hand, and his fist pierced through the layers of phantoms and smashed into Mr. Bao's wrist.
boom-----
The wind is strong and the illusion is shattered.
His movements followed his heart. When his wrist was about to be hit by Fang Yan's fist, the Eagle Claw turned into a Tiger Fist and rushed straight towards Fang Yan's fist.
Fist to fist, flesh to flesh. The two men's fists collided solidly.
Calm!
Deathly quiet!
boom----
There was a sound of something exploding, and a strong cyclone flew back.
Snap Snap----
Mr. Bao took three steps back.
Every step was like hitting a stone or a bell, and was extremely strenuous.
Chi-----
The round-toed cloth shoes and the stones on the ground produced intense friction, and when he stopped, the soles of the cloth shoes had disappeared.
The internal force was drawn downward, and the cloth shoes could not withstand such tremendous force. The soles of the shoes were burned and turned into ashes.
Fang Yan sat there motionless, but the wooden chair under his buttocks was badly damaged. All four legs of the chair broke and it collapsed with a clattering sound.
Snapped!
The bare chair cover fell to the ground and Fang Yan could no longer sit still.
He stood tall, staring at Mr. Bao fiercely.
"I use my bare hands to repel the tiger, and you use the vicious tiger to dig out its heart?" Fang Yan said in a cold voice.
White Hand is also called Qiang Shou, which is the art of fighting with bare hands. To retreat the tiger means to make the opponent retreat when faced with difficulties, not to use killing moves that cause injuries or disability, and not to take someone's life easily.
However, Mr. Bao used the Evil Tiger Heart-Digging Technique, infusing his internal energy into his fists. With one hand, he fought with Fang Yan's fist to lure the enemy deeper, and with the other hand, he dug out Fang Yan's heart.
If Fang Yan had not used the sticky technique in Tai Chi that prevented him from moving away and performing complete moves, Mr. Bao's tiger claw would have pierced Fang Yan's chest and dug out Fang Yan's heart.
Mr. Bao smiled but said nothing. But he was secretly shocked.
All he had learned in his life was Xingyi. He could act like a chicken when pretending to be a chicken and a tiger when pretending to be a tiger. He could be a chicken when leaning down and a tiger when standing up. He could drain their energy and take their hearts. This series of killing moves was always effective, and countless masters and generals were defeated by him.
Unexpectedly, Fang Yan easily resolved it and forced him back three steps.
A fist is afraid of a young man. This young man's internal strength is like the Yangtze River, with a majestic momentum. Even his lifelong practice of qigong is unable to shake it. He didn't gain any advantage in the fist fight just now.
"You want to kill me?" Fang Yan said.
"Fighting and killing, of course we have to fight and kill." said Mr. Bao.
Fang Yan's face turned gloomy.
If it is just a competition, use all your strength, but don't have the intention to kill.
However, if it is murder, then---Fang Yan will not sit and wait for death.
He is a person who fears death, so he hates those who want to take his life.
"When did Master Long Bao Twelve become someone else's watchdog?" Fang Yan asked, staring at Mr. Bao.
Bao Twelve raised his pointed eyebrows slightly and asked, "Do you know me?"
"There are two masters of Xingyi, the Dragon in the South and the Phoenix in the North. The only one who can practice Xingyi to this level, riding a horse and looking at a lion, like a dragon and a tiger, is probably the Dragon Master Bao Twelve?" Fang Yan said sarcastically. "It must be embarrassing for a master to be seen through as a dog, right?"
Bao Twelve chuckled and said, "I've found another reason to kill you."
While Fang Yan and Mr. Bao were fighting, a man in black walked up behind Qin Yitian and reached out to grab her shoulder.
Qin Yitian, who was cutting steak with a knife, suddenly turned around and stabbed the knife in his hand fiercely into the hairy black back of the hand.
Snap----
The blade is sharp and penetrates directly.
The man staggered back, screaming.
Blood gushed out and a strong smell of blood filled the air.
Everyone stared at this scene with wide eyes, looking at the girl who was smiling sweetly and holding up the hem of her red skirt, bowing slightly to the audience around her.
Qin Yitian sat down again and called out in a cute voice, "Waiter, bring another twelve sets of knives and forks." (To be continued)