Urban Spirit Sword Fairy

Chapter 985

I am almost dying, what are you doing learning these things?

Just when Lin Fan was about to leave, two young men suddenly walked by on the street where they set up a stall.

The two teenagers were wearing designer clothes and saw Lin Fan.

"Brother, do you think this person looks like that Lin Fan?"

"It's a bit like, isn't it that he wants to lead the ten-square forest to join the demons, and then let the seven major forces join forces to suppress it?"

"Yes, I heard that his natal flying sword was smashed. Not only did he lose his mana, but he also has a few days left to live."

"I heard that he wanted to go to the Quanzhen Sect to find Miss Su Qing, but he was thrown into the trash."

Both of them are 22 and [-] years old, and they are Quanzhen Sect disciples.

It's just that their status in the sect is not considered high, and the strength of the two of them is only in the fifth-rank Daochang realm.

The two looked at Lin Fan playfully.

Lin Fan frowned immediately.

He saw the ill intentions of these two people.

"Hey, let me tell you, are you Lin Fan?" Huo Honghou is the man called Senior Brother. He looked at these things on the ground, and then kicked them over: "What? The majestic Palace Master , and now you are still setting up a stall to make money? This is too miserable, so, if you bark a few times, I will give you tens of thousands of dollars to play?"

Lin Fan clenched his fists.

"Brother, this is not good." Teng Jiayou hastily grabbed Huo Honghou and said in a low voice.

Huo Honghou glared at his junior brother: "No prospect."

Huo Honghou has been in the Quanzhen Sect all year round, being overwhelmed by various characters and out of breath.

One brick hit the past, and a whole bunch of them were stronger than him.

Now being able to humiliate and humiliate Lin Fan, a former big man, made him quite happy.

You know, when Lin Fan defeated the apprentice of the ghost hand in their Quanzhen sect, and dominated the crowd, they were so envious that their saliva almost flowed out.

"You two, did my little brother offend you in any way?" Zhong Chen stepped forward hurriedly, trying to smooth things over with a smile.

"Quanzhen sect is doing business, get out of here." Huo Honghou scolded.

When Zhong Chen heard the three words taught by Quanzhen, his whole body trembled, and he couldn't help but glance at Lin Fan.

The work he does is considered to be on the sidelines of the Yin-Yang world. How could he not have heard of the name of Quanzhen Sect?

"That's what I mean, both of you, save face." Zhong Chen took out a wrinkled few hundred dollars and handed them over.

"Heh." Huo Honghou couldn't help laughing, he said, "Where are you sending the beggars?"

"Is this your car?" Huo Honghou glanced back at the truck behind him, and said, "Junior Brother, he smashed it."

"Don't, this is the guy I eat." Zhong Chen became impatient when he heard this.

Wanting to rush up to stop him, Huo Honghou easily kicked Zhong Chen over.

Although there were many people watching on the side of the road, they were all in the mood of watching the excitement, and no one stepped forward to help.

During this period, Lin Fan sat cross-legged on the ground, his eyebrows furrowed tightly.

"Stop." Lin Fan said at this moment.

After finishing speaking, Lin Fanteng stood up abruptly, glaring at Huo Honghou and the two of them angrily.

Huo Honghou and Teng Jiayou were too frightened to take a step back.

Lin Fan has been the Lord of the Forest of the Ten Directions for many years, and he still has the aura of a superior person more or less on his body.

His gaze was like a shuttle, as cold as a knife, staring at Huo Honghou and Teng Jiayou a little nervously.

"Brother, what should we do?" Teng Jiayou asked in a low voice.

Huo Honghou said: "What are you afraid of him doing? If he was still strong, he would have made a move a long time ago. Now he is just scaring us."

Huo Honghou's words are also equivalent to encouraging himself.

After he finished speaking, he rushed up and kicked Lin Fan.

In fact, this kick is only tentative.

Seeing him kicking, Lin Fan wanted to dodge, but Lin Fan, who had lost his mana, moved extremely slowly.

Huo Honghou kicked him over with one kick.

"I'll go, you really are a paper tiger, I think you are so good, let you stare, let you stare." Huo Honghou kicked Lin Fan several times in succession.

Lin Fan clenched his fists and could only hold his head.

Every kick of Huo Honghou made Lin Fan groan, but he held back and didn't make a sound.

"I'm exhausted." Panting heavily, Huo Honghou pointed at Lin Fan with a bruised nose and swollen face: "Lin Fan, let me tell you, don't let me meet you in the future, or I will hit you every time I see you, but you also There’s no chance, and you don’t have a few days to live, haha.”

"Let's go, Junior Brother."

After finishing speaking, Huo Honghou turned around and left with Teng Jiayou.

The surrounding onlookers kept saying, "What do these two people do? There is a mine at home? Are you afraid of losing money if you beat people like this?"

"In broad daylight, this is too lawless."

Zhong Chen looked at Lin Fan who was lying on the ground covered in dust, and asked, "Brother Lin, are you alright?"

A stream of blood flowed out from the corner of Lin Fan's mouth, and he shook his head slightly: "It's okay, I just got kicked a few times, I can't die."

"Let's go." Lin Fan said lonely.

"Well, okay, we won't set up a stall today." Zhong Chen also hurriedly closed the stall.

It was getting dark, and the car stopped on a deserted road.

After Zhong Chen pulled the car aside, he smiled and said, "Let's rest here today."

Lin Fan sat in the co-pilot without saying a word. Zhong Chen smiled and said, "Not in a good mood? That's right. After being beaten up so hard on the street, I really don't feel much better. Let's go and buy you a drink."

"Did you bring wine?" Lin Fan looked at Zhong Chen strangely.

Zhong Chen smiled mysteriously: "Come."

He took Lin Fan to open the cargo compartment of the truck, which had been transformed into a cabin.

Refrigerator, etc., everything is available, and there are many cold dishes and beer in the refrigerator.

The two sat on the side of the road, opening cold dishes, and Zhong Chen carried a case of beer beside him.

Lin Fan picked up the beer, took a deep breath, and took a sip of the wine.

"It's not a taste." Zhong Chen looked into the distance: "But you are still young and you have a long life. Now that you are being bullied, just go back and beat me back. When I was your age, I never gave up in a fight."

"There's no chance." Lin Fan drank half a bottle of beer in one go, and he looked into the distance: "I don't have a few days left to live."

"Have a terminal illness?" Zhong Chen asked with a smile.

Lin Fan shook his head: "It's worse than a terminal illness."

Zhong Chen slapped his thigh: "You said it earlier, I said earlier that I will buy more wine and vegetables, and I will only order cold dishes, which is shabby."

"What's the matter, Brother Zhong, are you still planning to celebrate?"

Zhong Chen shook his head: "Since we don't have a few days left to live, we have to have good food and wine, otherwise, it would be a waste of time."

Lin Fan couldn't help laughing: "I thought you would comfort me."

"Comfort is useless. People who are born, old, sick and dying, just look at it." Zhong Chen said.

"How could it be easy to look away from this thing." After Lin Fan finished speaking, he drank the remaining half bottle of beer.

(End of this chapter)