Infinite Waste Pick-up System

Li Xiaoqing's worry is not without reason, because Liu Fan and Cui Zhigang had trouble not long after they went out.

At dusk, there are few people on the antique street.

Liu Fan and Cui Zhigang stand at the corner of the street, looking coldly at the opposite Shangguan sword. On both sides of him, more than 20 bodyguards in black surround them, ready to go.

"Liu, I didn't expect that you would dare to come out alone. God has helped me out of this evil spirit!"

Shangguan sword evil smile way, Liu Fan imposed on him the humiliation, he will never let go.

"Shangguanjian, I was going to let you go, but I didn't expect you to rush for death!"

Liu Fan scanned the bodyguards around him and slowly took out a bamboo stick from the woven bag.

However, Cui Zhigang is scared. How can Liu Fan deal with so many people.

I'm afraid I can't go back completely today.

"Van Gogh, do you think we're running all of a sudden now, can they catch up with us?"

Cui Zhigang plans to take a walk.

Liu Fan smiles and shakes his head: "it's no problem to catch up with your family."

Cui Zhigang's face suddenly drooped. He must not involve his family.

"Shangguanjian, you can't afford to lose. Your grandfather Cui is fighting with you today!"

Cui Zhigang said, looking around, picked up a brick and threw it directly.

Shangguan sword dodged lightly, sneered and said: "beat me to death, I am responsible for killing people!"

All of a sudden, twenty bodyguards swarmed up.

Liu Fan pushes Cui Zhigang away. The bamboo stick in his hand is like a snake. It's unpredictable. He covers his body without any dead angle.

And these bodyguards are also extraordinary, see Liu Fan with a bamboo stick to defend, immediately on the face of a strange and funny look.

One of the bodyguards raised his sleeve, went forward with a smile and kicked Liu Fan.

Pop!

Liu Fan hit his knee with a stick, and the bodyguard screamed. He felt that his leg bones were almost broken.

Without waiting for him to withdraw, the crackling shadow of the stick fell like rain.

Ah!

The bodyguard screamed and was finally kicked by Liu fan to the foot of Shangguan sword.

The tragic bodyguard's whole body is purple and blue. What's more terrifying is that he is still Kong Wuli. He is so muscular that he is thin and looks like a little smaller.

"Sword, save me."

The bodyguard called for help miserably and grabbed Shangguan sword. Shangguan sword turned pale and stepped back.

Then he looks at Liu Fan with horror eyes, what kind of stick is NIMA, how can he beat people thin!

the bodyguards around him can't help swallowing their saliva, a little timid.

"Brother fan, how are you..."

Cui Zhigang's adoring eyes.

"What are you afraid of? He's on his own. I'll beat him so hard that I can't take care of myself. I'll give each of you 50000!"

The more scared Shangguan Jian was, the more he hated Liu Fan and wanted to destroy him.

Inspired by money, everyone rushed up one by one.

"OK, I'll help you lose weight today!"

Liu Fan laughs wildly, and then rushes over. The position of the bamboo stick is uncertain. With the acceleration of Shenxing boots, he is like a fish in water. Suddenly, five or six bodyguards scream and fall down.

At this time, a small figure also joined in, a hand to stun the two bodyguards.

"Thanks a lot, Xiao Lan!"

Liu Fan said with a smile, his hand is not vague, a stick in a bodyguard's abdomen.

When Shangguan Jian sees Xiaolan appear, he suddenly feels that things are not good and is about to run.