Beauty's Supreme Expert

"Dad, is this guy looking for death?"

Nalan Xiaoyu, who has been looking at Nalan Xiaoyu, frowned at the middle-aged man: "Longhu escort agency is Lin shaokai. Who can stop Lin Shao's strength in Haiyun city?"

In his eyes, the middle-aged man is a fool, a big fool.

Lin Fan's name has been spread in Haiyun city. In addition to the name of Sha Xing, Lin Fan also has the title of Yama.

However, for those who encounter Lin fan, the only solution is to die.

More and more soldiers died, and Lin fan, as an executioner, was given the title of Yama.

"He's not supposed to be local. He might have come from other cities."

Looking at the eyes from the middle-aged man back, nalanxiang sneered: "I guess brother Lin should come over, but now no appearance."

"Dad, this is not in line with Lin Shao's character."

Thinking of the domineering momentum shown on Lin Fan's body, Nalan Xiaoyu said strangely: "do you want to give me a chance to stay with me?"

"Take a good look. This is a rare opportunity for us to practice martial arts."

After drinking his son, nalanxiang's attention returned to the middle-aged man and Zhang Haonan.

According to his understanding of Lin fan, things will not appear until the last minute.

"As soon as you come in, you criticize our Longhu escort agency with a saint's tone. Your tone is really big."

Looking at the middle-aged man with disdain, Zhang Haonan snorted coldly: "I don't care who you are. You'd better apologize to us now, or I'll make you look ugly."

Domineering, arrogant, domineering.

Listening to Zhang Haonan's words, nalanxiang couldn't help laughing: "it's really brother Lin's men. This style of doing things is the same."

"I don't know what it means. I dare to be arrogant in front of me

The left hand is still holding the pipe, the next second the middle-aged man is suddenly rushed in the past.

The right hand directly a hand knife, aimed at Zhang Haonan's head and chopped down: "with your strength, can you take my palm?"

Zhang Haonan, who had already been ready for it, suddenly contracted his pupils and immediately gathered his strength in his body to resist with both hands.

Boom.

A gust of brute force surged down and his legs sank.

As if he had been punched in the chest, Zhang Haonan felt his blood rolling and his throat was sweet.

The difference in strength between the two is too great.

The peak strength of Ming Jin in the early stage can only be defended?

Yeah?

I thought that Zhang Haonan could be beaten down with one hand, but I didn't expect to be blocked.

"Boy, I didn't expect you to have some ability."

Eyes a coagulation, the middle-aged man sneered: "just rely on your strength, also can only block my palm."

The voice falls, the palm has been raised, again fell down, the same position, between Zhang Haonan's arms.

Bang.

Wow.

This time, Zhang Haonan couldn't resist it. His Qi and blood churned again, and the fresh sweetness in his throat vomited out.

However, he took the opportunity to move down the middle-aged man's potential, and turned his body away.

Holding his heart's breath tightly, his fist was aimed at the chin of the middle-aged man from bottom to top.

"Don't look down on people. Such an attack is nothing to me."

Tut, tut.

"Well, if you disband the company in front of me, I can let you go and let nothing happen."

Looking down at Zhang Haonan from above, the middle-aged man sneered: "otherwise, you will die very ugly, really ugly."