V2.Chapter 850 (1/2)
The slap was so loud that it was like a thunder, which made everyone present startled.
Fortunately, leilong usually keeps fit and is still a strong man. If he is a thin man, he will be beaten by Wang Fan.
”You...”
”Pa”
Without waiting for Lei long to finish his speech, Wang Fan slapped Lei long in the face with his backhand.
Lei long, who has been hit continuously, is suddenly confused. He has been regarded as the apple of his eye by his family since he was a child, but he has never been wronged like this. In front of so many people, he is slapped in the face by a little gangster he looks down on.
On one side, Leiluo is even more angry. Although the Lei family has a lot of money, it has always been a single pass. When it comes to the generation of leilong, Leiluo takes good care of the only grandson.
Usually, he was reluctant to quarrel and scold a few words, but now he was humiliated by Wang Fan in front of the public one after another. Leiluo was mad.
”Kill him for me!”
Leiluo, who has been close to the rampage, can no longer pretend to be a gentleman. He raises his finger to Wang Fan in front of him and roars loudly.
Everyone was stunned when they heard Ralo's roar. They didn't know to whom he gave the order. Some people even doubted if Ralo was angry and raved by Wang Fan's actions.
”Whoosh”
A burst of air burst out, a chair suddenly flew out of the crowd and hit Wang Fan standing in front of Lei long.
”Pa”
Wang Fan grasped the wooden leg of the chair and then threw it to the open space.
As soon as the chair was thrown into the open space, three men rushed out of the crowd. They were wearing black suits, wearing black sunglasses and holding a knife with cold light in each hand.
As soon as he saw the three men's clothes and the knife in his hand, Wang Fan said with a smile: ”I didn't expect that! Even invited the experts of r country! ”
Leilong, who covers his face with both hands, has retreated behind Leiluo. Seeing that Wang fan is still laughing, he is even more angry. He points to Wang Fan and curses: ”son of a bitch, I'll let you kneel and call me dad in a moment!”
As soon as Thunder Dragon's curse fell to the ground, the three men in black suits attacked Wang Fan from three directions.
The pace of the three men in suits is the same, even the action of holding a knife in their hands is surprisingly consistent, just like dividing a person into three parts.
”Break their legs!” Wang Fan's eyes drooped and said in a cold voice.
”Good!”
Standing on one side of the snow, promised, then facing three suit man rushed past.
”Click”
”Click”
”Click”
Qian Xue, like a ghost, shuttles between the three men in suits like lightning. With three sharp sounds of bone cracking, the three men in suits who want to kill Wang Fan with short knives fall to the ground with their right legs.
”Ah
”Ah