Taoyuan Village Little Magician

Chapter 962 Broke Nangong Liuyun!

Has it spread that Longshou still has a foothold?

"You can't even crack Zhang Fan's tricks, and you are qualified to be a mentor. What Zhang Fan said is really not at all. You are a waste, and you are worthy of teaching him?"

Nangong Liuyun cursed directly.

It's just that the sudden change of painting style made Zhang Fan, Liu Yanran and Gao Tian Buyun's group have weird expressions on their faces.

Why did this good enemy suddenly turn around and deal with his allies?

"you……"

The middle-aged tutor was so angry that he trembled all over. He pointed at Gong Liuyun, but he couldn't say a word. He could only shake his hand violently, and left without looking back.

It's okay to be laughed at by Zhang Fan, but now even Nangong Liuyun says the same about him, can this be tolerated?

"Stop! Am I letting you go?"

Zhang Fan scolded the middle-aged mentor.

He used Nangong Liuyun as the experimental subject, and inserted three silver needles to teach the other party his dirty mouth, and asked the middle-aged mentor to treat Nangong Liuyun in order to seek justice for Gao Tian Buyun.

How could the middle-aged tutor leave if he wanted to?

"What else do you want to do?"

The eyes of the middle-aged mentor were filled with anger. He couldn't cure Nangong Liuyun, and he already admitted that he was inferior to others.

"Apologize!"

Zhang Fan glanced indifferently at the disciples whose middle-aged mentor was still present, and said coldly: "If you say something wrong or do something wrong, you have to pay for your words and deeds."

Hearing this, the middle-aged mentor and all the disciples present stared at Zhang Fan angrily, wishing to tear him apart.

"We're just telling the truth, why should we apologize to her?"

"That's right! Since Gao Tian Buyun is not a disciple of the Qiyao Pavilion, why should he enjoy the resources in the pavilion?"

"Now the young master's life is hanging by a thread. Death is only a matter of time. She deserves to end up in a dark marriage with the young master."

After everyone finally found a chance to mock Gao Tian Buyun and add insult to injury, how could they apologize?So much so that he was speechless.

Even the middle-aged instructor standing at the door of the classroom indulged his disciples extremely.

This apology, he can't say.

Otherwise, Zhang Fan would have trampled on the ground of the Qiyao Pavilion.

"Last chance! Apologies."

Zhang Fan's face turned cold, and dozens of silver needles were neatly placed on the desk: "Unless, you also want to be like him."

Saying that, Zhang Fan walked up to Nangong Liuyun, with a harmless smile on his face, and lightly patted the other person's shoulder amidst everyone's doubtful eyes.

"Ah, ah...it hurts, it hurts..."

Nangong Liuyun lay directly on the ground, screaming at the top of his lungs, and beads of sweat instantly overflowed from his forehead, which was extremely terrifying.

"I haven't tried yet."

Zhang Fan said with a smile, before Nangong Liuyun could react, he kicked the opponent's lower back again.

This time, Nangong Liuyun rolled over and over on the ground directly, the piercing pain made him seem powerless even to yell.

What everyone could see was Nangong Liuyun's ferocious face.

of course.

There was also yellow liquid flowing from between Nangong Liuyun's crotch.

"Well, what the hell is going on here?"

"I also feel that Zhang Fan didn't use his strength. How could this person be in such terrible pain?"

The disciples in the classroom were a little dazed, and even the middle-aged instructor took a deep look at Zhang Fan, and said coldly, "Your three needles magnify the pain that normal people can perceive."

He was not stupid, the scene in front of him made him find the cause of Nangong Liuyun's pain right away.

"That's right! It's only a thousand times, I think everyone should be able to bear it, right?"

Zhang Fan looked at everyone in the classroom with a smile and asked.

"hiss……"

For a moment, the sound of gasping for air resounded in the classroom.

"A thousand times the pain, is this fucking something a normal person can bear?"

"Zhang Fan, don't act recklessly. We are all disciples of the Pavilion of Strange Medicine. If you attack us, the Pavilion of Strange Medicine will not let you go."

"What are you still doing in a daze, run and ask the elders to clean him up."

Everyone finally knew what kind of medicine was sold in Zhang Fan's gourd, everyone became more frightened, and several people rushed out desperately.

It's a pity that the front door and the back door of the classroom were held by Hong Tianhao and Wu Xiaokang respectively, and no one could get out.

"I forgot to tell you, just now, your Elder Qingfeng and Elder Wendao were beaten up by me."

"Of course, it's not that serious, it's just hemiplegia, and then I threw him into the front hall."

Looking at the panicked crowd, Zhang Fan said casually.

In the eyes of this group of people, that harmless smile was even scarier than a demon.

Dare to beat the elders of the sect.

Or just hemiplegia, that's all?

"Apologize! Or be like him."

Zhang Fan once again handed over the right to choose to everyone in the classroom.

This time, everyone hesitated.

Zhang Fan beat up the elders of the sect, and even dared to throw him into the front hall, and now he appeared here safe and sound.

Their identities were not as high as elders, so if they were really tortured by Zhang Fan, they would have to suffer in vain.

"I, I... I apologize."

Finally, a disciple stood up tremblingly, looked at Zhang Fan in fear, hurriedly ran to Gao Tian Buyun, bowed and said, "Yes, I'm sorry... I shouldn't have said those words just now."

This attitude of apologizing was very sincere. Zhang Fan glanced at Hong Tianhao and motioned for him to let him go.

And with the first person to eat crabs, those disciples who had no grievances with Gao Tian Buyun would hesitate to follow suit.

In two or three minutes, three-quarters of the disciples left the classroom, leaving only five or six wavering.

"That's all! Apologize."

A young man in a blue robe could only sigh in the end.

The situation is stronger than people, if they don't bow their heads at this time, what awaits them is the pain of flesh and blood.

"sorry!"

"sorry!"

There were voices of apology in all directions in the classroom. Although everyone was unwilling, they were still sincere, and Zhang Fan didn't care about it.

In the huge classroom, only Zhang Fan and his party were left, of course, there were also Nangong Liuyun and the middle-aged tutor.

"Zhang Fan, no! Doctor Zhang, I apologize, I apologize for my behavior just now, please don't torture me like this, let me return to normal."

Nangong Liuyun panicked, he hurriedly crawled to Zhang Fan to beg for mercy.

With the pain just now, he really didn't want to try again.

"What stinks so much?"

Zhang Fan pretended not to see Nangong Liuyun, and frowned in disgust.

"Doctor Zhang, it's me, it's the smell on my body, please let me return to normal, I promise I will never appear in front of your eyes again."

Nangong Liuyun pointed at himself with a smirk, hugged Zhang Fan's thigh, and kept talking.

(End of this chapter)