Immortals Dump Waste In My Home

"Don't be so boring, hurry up, give you the opportunity to practice, and cherish it!" Long Wu is the oldest of these people, and his prestige is also great. With a word, he will drink the two yelling guys. Up.

Several people walked to a place less than one meter away from Xu Fan. Long Wu stared at Xu Fan, who was close at hand, with pity eyes. He smiled and said, "Unexpectedly, we will meet again so soon."

Xu Fan smiled faintly: "Yin Chengzhi is so anxious to shoot."

"Oh, you're pretty self-aware." Long Wu continued to laugh, but that smile was a sneer: "Boy, don't blame me. If you want to blame, blame yourself for being stupid. Can someone like you be offended by Yin Shao? Seeking a dead end."

"You are just a dog of Yin Chengzhi, why are you so proud, for fear that others don't know your master, but you have to remember that and you, you are just dogs." Xu Fan said lightly. Said, these words made Long Wu's face instantly gloomy, and his eyes burst into a cold and fierce light.

"Looking for death!" The person behind him yelled, and before the roar fell, a wooden stick in his hand slammed into Xu Fan's head with the sound of breaking through the air, and the shot was extremely cruel. Thoroughly, this is the rhythm to make Xu Fan's life.

"what--!"

The expected screams sounded, and the screams cut through the night sky, shaking people's ears numb.

However, what people did not expect was that it was not Xu Fan who fell, but the person who attacked Xu Fan. The stick that the person attacked just now was held in Xu Fan's hand.

"what happened?"

A group of people were dumbfounded, and they were stunned for a while, but they didn't even react.

This is unscientific, shouldn't it be Xu Fan who fell?

The reversal of things happened so quickly that they had no time to see what was going on. The exquisiteness of the Pure Yang Body Form could be called a fairy law if it was seen by this group of mortals or a gangster?

Just after the remaining few people were stunned for a while, Long Wu first reacted. He stared at the wooden stick in Xu Fan's hand with a surprised look, shivering all over, and stepped back uncontrollably.

The other three people also reacted at this meeting, and one of the taller guys roared: "Come on together, kill him!"

The three people estimated that they did not fight together often, and they cooperated well. As soon as the shouts fell, the three immediately rushed towards Xu Fan from three different angles. The three wooden sticks shot almost at the same time, covering Xu Fan under the shadows of heavy sticks.

When Xu Fan saw the stick shadow bombarding him, Xu Fan did not retreat but instead moved forward. Although Xu Fan did not use spiritual power, but the exquisite pure Yang body technique to deal with these mortals does not require spiritual blessing, I saw Xu Fan quickly stepped forward and avoided After two attacks, he snatched a stick, and then swung it openly.

Two screams sounded, and the two rushing in front covered their ears and fell to the ground. The man behind was more fortunate and dodged, but the wooden stick in his hand was swept away. People were fine, but he was scared. The fart was peeing, and he screamed, turned and ran away, hiding behind Long Wu.

Nima, it's a good practice, is this practice? This is practice for others.

Long Wuzao was so scared that his face was earthy, and he kept backing away.

He couldn't think that Xu Fan, who seemed to be a weak chicken, was so fierce. With the effort of meeting each other, several guys were overturned without even having room to resist.

Miscalculation, serious miscalculation.

I had known that Xu Fan was so fierce that he wouldn't dare to provoke him when he killed him, but it was a pity that it was too late to regret it.

Xu Fan held the snatched wooden stick in his hand, and his cold eyes fell on him like a knife, and he was pushing towards him step by step.

Long Wu's heart was trembling. Suddenly he turned around and ran towards the car behind him. He was safe when he got in the car.

The young man who just ran past rushed into the car one step earlier than Long Wu, and ignited the fire at the fastest speed.

"Hey, wait for me!" Long Wu shouted.

It's important to escape at this time, who cares about you?

The little young man in the driver's seat swallowed his heart, stepped on the accelerator, and the car quickly drove out backwards.

"Bad son, I X your ancestors for eight generations, don't let Lao Tzu meet you, otherwise I will kill you!" Long Wu yelled angrily while chasing.

The guy in the car turned a deaf ear to his anger, and continued to back up frantically. He was about to fall out of the alley and could escape.

Suddenly, a wooden stick shoots straight out like an arrow from the string, with a muffled sound, the wooden stick pierced the windshield abruptly, flew over the steering wheel, and banged there. The human chest.

Guo Xiaowu felt that his chest seemed to be smashed by a hammer, and then he pressed a boulder, his chest was painful and stuffy, and he couldn't help it. With a wow, a mouthful of blood spurted out and fell on the steering wheel.

The car suddenly lost control. With a loud "bang", the rear of the car slammed into a concrete pillar in the alley. When even the smoke billowed, the rear of the car was sunken into a large piece. The rear hood was lifted up, and the trunk was shrunk in half.

Amidst the clanging sound, a lot of car parts and iron sheets fell to the ground, and it was a mess. It was terrible.

"Do not--!"

Long Wu screamed desperately, but he borrowed this car, Audi A6, a car worth more than 500,000 yuan. This will cost him vomiting blood. How could he have so much money to lose money, and he sold him almost.

The man in the car leaned over on the seat, coughing violently while clutching his chest, feeling his throat sweet. Which blow almost killed him just now.

Fortunately, the windshield blocked a bit, otherwise, he would really be dead.

Xu Fan just lost the wooden stick but used spiritual power, but it is very weak, and Xu Fan has a good grasp of the strength. If Xu Fan really wanted this kid's life, he would have died long ago, and he would still be able to cough and gasp in it. .

Long Wu ran to the back of the Audi car, looking at the terrible rear of the car, his face muscles twitched in pain, he would not care about running, and now the car broke like this, the consequences are even more terrible.

At this time, Xu Fan had already walked over, looked at the terrible rear of the car, and sneered at the corner of his mouth.

Is it that easy if you want to drive?

"Xu Fan, you're cruel, I'll admit it." Long Wu gritted his teeth and glared at Xu Fan, shouting: "However, you broke the car. I can't afford to pay for it and I was killed. , I will pull you to cushion your back then."

"Really?" Xu Fan snorted coldly, and suddenly he violently slammed a punch on his stomach.

"Oh-!" A non-human scream sounded, Long Wu clutched his stomach, and fell pale with a pale face.

Glancing at Dragon Five, which fell on the ground and curled into a big lobster, Xu Fan clapped his hands and said indifferently: "Go back and tell Yin Chengzhi that he is only worth living under my feet forever. It used to be, now is, and in the future Even more. Oh, and if you want revenge, you can come to me at any time."

After speaking, he walked towards the exit of the alley without looking back, and soon disappeared into the distant night.

...

When I took a car and returned to the rental house, it was already past nine in the evening.

I don't know if Qian Jingjing's girl came back.

When Xu Fan went upstairs, he raised his head and looked at Qian Jingjing's room purposely. As a result, the light in Qian Jingjing's room did not see any light, but the light in his own room was on.

What's the matter? When I go out during the day, the lights inside are clearly off. Why are the lights on, as if there are people.

"Someone?" Xu Fan stopped suddenly and released his mental induction. This induction caused his sword eyebrows to be erected, and a word in his mouth murmured: "That's it."

After a pause, he lifted his footsteps and continued walking upstairs, walked to the door of his rented room, and reached out to push open the broken door that had been kicked before.

With a "squeak", the door opened, a strong wind rushed in, and a huge stick figure was instantly in front of you.