The Strongest Medical Immortal in the City

Chapter 414: Arrogant Chimp

However, reality is always cruel.

When they flocked to Fang Chuan to perform their long-trained fighting skills, they found that there was no way to get close to Fang Chuan.

Before they completely shot, Fang Chuan either punched, kicked, or slapped them one by one.

In only half a minute, these people lay on the ground in an all-round manner, groaning bitterly, looking embarrassed, completely opposite to their previous majestic appearance.

"This guy is amazing!"

"How can we not use our fighting skills!"

"Oh, it hurts!"

They lay on the ground, looking at Fang Chuan, with a hint of fear in their eyes, as if they were facing their coach.

In fact, there are many of them, but they have practiced for only a month, and the sophomores have only practiced for a year. Those with better aptitude may still be useful.

Those with bad aptitudes can at best get fit, let alone practice in front of people like Fang Chuan.

Fang Chuan sighed: "You guys in the fighting club are too scumbags to be interested in hands-on."

After finishing speaking, he waved to Liu Ru and others: "Go, go up and beat all the members of their fighting club one by one."

"haha ok!"

Liu Ru and the others listened, wondering how exasperated they were, looking at the man lying on the ground with a frowning face, they were so happy.

"You asked for it yourself, why are you going to mess with him?" Cui Zihao shook his head. Some of these people had black noses and swollen faces, and some of them passed out directly, which was terrible.

But in his heart, he gave birth to a sense of superiority, a sense of superiority as Fang Chuan's younger brother.

He smiled, and quickly followed.

Fang Chuan went up to the second floor. The second floor is a large communal room, about one thousand square meters, with many arenas and props.

In the middle of the room, there is an open space where the coaches usually teach the senior students of the fighting club.

However, at this time, many people were surrounded here.

"Our club is not open to the outside world, how did you come up? Go down!" Several people spotted Fang Chuan and they quickly came up to stop them.

Fang Chuan didn't bother to speak, grabbing one of the people's arm and twisting it with a click, and that person's arm was directly dislocated and screamed.

"Dare to hit someone? Tired of life!" The other people roared, punching Fang Chuan.

These people are much better than the people below. Obviously, their qualifications are not comparable to those below.

Moreover, these people didn't just start learning fighting in school, they might have a foundation when they were young.

Therefore, they shot more sharply, and the angles are tricky, and there are backhands. At first glance, they are people who are rich in fighting.

Still, it's useless!

Fang Chuan moved into the group of them, and shot them again and again, only to hear a creaking sound, just for a moment, these people were dislocated by him and fell to the ground.

"Ah!" At this moment, suddenly there was a stern scream in the center of the room, followed by several shouts.

"President!"

"You are too much!"

"It broke the president's arm!"

These people are obviously not from the fighting club. They appear weak among the fighting club crowd.

And a burly boy, lying on the ground, clutching his arms, let out a scream.

"You must have this awareness when you come to kick the gym!" Li Haoran's grinning smile passed over.

Fang Chuan looked over and knew that the person whose arm was broken must be from the martial arts club that Shen Feng said before.

Although kicking the hall was a very serious provocation in ancient times, many people broke their hands and feet for the sake of face.

However, this is a school, and it's not a real martial arts gym. It's a bit too much to start so cruelly.

"You humble yellow people, deserve it!" A Mandarin with a foreign mouth came, and the words were full of disdain.

The person who spoke was a burly tall black man with a stature of nearly 1.9 meters and thick arms.

"Jeffrey, he is not a yellow man, but a poor man." Li Haoran corrected it.

Jeffrey smiled faintly: "I think so."

Li Haoran frowned, but smiled, and gave a thumbs up: "Jeffrey, you are really good. You have mastered mixed martial arts. This martial arts club's waste is really overwhelming."

"I can beat ten people of this kind of yellow race." Jeffrey said with a smug look.

"That chimpanzee, what did you say?" At this moment, a voice came.

As soon as the people from the fighting club heard it, and followed their reputation, they saw Fang Chuan, who was about 1.70 meters tall, who seemed to be out of touch with the burly.

"Haha, is this man looking for death, dare to say that to President Jeffrey?"

"Jeffrey is someone who even hits the Sanshou champions in the city casually, this kid, he is really reckless!"

"It's an idiot, let's see how he was interrupted by Jeffrey."

The people in the fighting club originally thought that someone had come, but when they saw that they were a little-known new student, they immediately sneered.

Indeed, Jeffrey is close to 1.9 meters, with big arms and scary chest muscles. Although Fang Chuan does not look thin, he can't compare with Jeffrey.

"Fang Chuan?" Li Haoran saw Fang Chuan with a smile on his face, "Haha, you are really here, it seems you are in a hurry to find death."

"Li Haoran, do you know him?" Jeffrey asked in crappy Mandarin.

"Yes." Li Haoran nodded, smiled, and licked his lips: "He is a little white face, who relies on women to eat, and has grudges against me. Today you help me beat him and I will give you one million."

"Li Haoran, what do you say?" Jeffrey's eyes lit up. Although he is a foreigner, he is not rich.

Although it doesn't cost money to pick up girls here, many women, when they see him as a black, just throw in their arms, but he still wants to enjoy many luxury things.

Therefore, he values ​​this million very seriously.

"When do I speak no more?" Li Haoran nodded, "If you are disabled, you won't be responsible."

"We foreigners, in your country, can we still be punished if we beat someone? Haha, we foreigners are privileged in your country." Jeffrey laughed proudly.

People from other fighting clubs also laughed.

Fang Chuan's expression sank. He looked at the black man coldly and said, "You have the privilege, that is, the privilege of being treated as a chimpanzee."

As he said, he took a step forward, and then looked at Li Haoran: "We are not busy calculating the matter between us for the time being, let me take care of this chimpanzee.

"You kid is looking for death!" Geoffrey's face was also ugly, pointing to the president of the martial arts club who was supported and lying on the ground, and said: "He will be your role model, yellow pig! "