V1.Chapter 39 (2/2)
The onlookers outside also began to talk, but they didn't see that mourning Kun was kneeling there because of the blind master. They thought he was scared by Wang Fangang's fist.
”My mother! The punch didn't hit the body, so he beat the man down? ”
”Third brother, what do you know! It's called boxing style. It's powerful! ”
”I also heard that the people of the four seas gang are very good at fighting. I didn't expect that they could fight like this! It's amazing
”It seems that Liu pangzi has a good backing! The blind master will also enjoy happiness! How blessed are you
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For a moment, everyone marveled at Wang Fan's bravery, and even more envied that Liu pangzi could take refuge in Wang Fan's hands. Those young people who had been shining in their eyes before were even more excited and looked inside.
Originally, Wang Fan's position was not far from the door. Naturally, the voice of these people came to his ears.
Looking up at the self-conscious blind Master, Wang Fan said softly: ”blind Master, I...”
”Xiaofan! It's not over yet. Blind Master is waiting for the second half of your sentence The blind Master clasped mourning Kun's arm and spoke slowly to Wang Fan.
Hearing the words of the blind Master, Wang Fan knelt down at the foot of the blind master without hesitation, and said in a loud voice: ”thick soil, I, Wang Fan, sincerely recognize Liu Jiaxing, a brother. I will do my best to protect him from being bullied in this life!”
Wang Fan suddenly felt dizzy when he knocked his head heavily towards the blind Master and looked up at him.
”Ha ha! Good! It's really good The blind man looked up at the sky and laughed. He let go of the arm that he had grasped. He turned around and walked to his seat. He said to himself, ”I'm relieved!”
Looking at the blind Master slowly sitting back to his seat, Wang Fan's heart is like overturning the five flavors.
Liu pangzi, who has run to Wang Fan's side, asks with concern: ”brother fan, you're OK.”
Awakened by Liu pangzi's voice, Wang Fan turned to look at him and asked, ”pangzi, blind Master...”
Before he finished, he saw Liu Puzi wink at him, and Wang Fan swallowed his words again.
Two people speak of Kung Fu, slow to come to mourn Kun grinning, hand to the waist, mouth curse: ”Wang Fan, I fuck your uncle!”
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Without waiting for everyone to react, mourning Kun has already taken out an object from his waist and steadily pushed it on Wang Fan's forehead.
The cold feeling instantly sobers Wang Fan, but when he sees the object in his hand, Wang Fan laughs. Even other people inside and outside the house also look at him and give out bursts of laughter.