Master of the city

"No matter what, it's wrong for men to bully women! Get up! I'll teach you how to be a man

The boy hit the table with a fist, his eyes full of provocation. But the name he blew himself up Park life, whoring life? That's a pretty name.

Of course, Zhang Fan agrees that men should not bully women, but the premise is that the woman should not take the initiative to look for trouble.

Nothing to find the kind of smoking type, should not be appeased. As for this, even if you don't ask what's going on, you have to stand up for others. Obviously, it's also a type of "no matter what.".

"Well, well, Chen Duxiu, since you are so excellent, I won't let you sit down first."

Bai Shuying seems to want to say something, but Zhang Fan gives her a reassuring look and stretches to stand up from the chair.

"As I said, my name is park Yisheng! Not Chen Duxiu! I'm the president of the Taekwondo Club. "

This park life also don't know is usually don't surf the Internet or how, unexpectedly didn't recognize Zhang Fan is playing stem, also very seriously repeated his name. Well, I repeated my "position".

Ah, wait a minute. It's Park. It's like Yeda's name. It's a buttered face. It's the president of some Taekwondo Club

"Stick?"

Zhang Fan asked tentatively.

"You! How dare you insult me! I am a citizen of the Republic of China! It's not a stick! I'll fight you

Zhang Fan's words make Pu Yisheng's face green, but Zhang Fan's face looks like "I'm relieved if you get angry". It seems that he is very satisfied with his guess of the identity of "Bangzi".

"Well, well, if you say so, I know you are. What are you going to teach me? What kind of skills do you use? What's the name again? Raise your legs and fall

Zhang Fan side said, while casual toward the canteen outside.

"It's taekwondo! What? Lift your legs! I must let you know the strength of our martial arts today

Seeing Park Yisheng's angry face, Ding Li, who was standing next to him, turned up imperceptibly. As long as the two fight, the money will be in hand. Well, it's better for one of them to kill the other. It doesn't matter which one to die. The important thing is that the smelly man must have bad luck.

Bai Shuying said that Ding Li is the vice president of the Taekwondo Club, so Park Yisheng should be the president. Standing in the small square in front of the canteen, Zhang Fan's eyes are full of contempt when he looks at PU Yisheng.

Taekwondo is not so much a kind of martial arts as a kind of gymnastics. In the field of fighting, taekwondo is the most famous showy, and even many people who practice it say that this kind of martial arts is not applied to actual combat.

Zhang Fan didn't practice any Kung Fu, but Comrade huoyun evil spirit once said that all the martial arts in the world can be broken, but only fast. Zhang Fan has excellent eyesight and speed, so he is never afraid of fighting.

"I won't kill you, but if you lose, I'll kneel down and apologize to Da Han Republic of China and repent for your improper remarks!"

Chinese people like to watch the excitement most. After two people went to the square, the students immediately formed a circle. Park life is obviously a person to crazy, see many people, immediately put up the cruel words.

"OK, no problem." Zhang Fan said and blew a kiss to Bai Shuying, who was also watching outside. "If you lose, I won't beat you to death, but you must follow me and shout a few words. Well, that's it. "

"Good!"

Park life should be a good, open posture will be on, but Zhang Fan suddenly raised his hand.

"Wait!"

Park life just raised the momentum like hit on the cotton, that uncomfortable ah.

"What are you doing? It's too late to ask for mercy now. "

"Beg for mercy?" Zhang Fan took out his ear with his finger. "It suddenly occurred to me that you took me to the ditch. When did I promise you to fight?"

"You! coward! Coward! Sick man of East Asia! Don't you dare to duel

Park Yisheng is so angry.

"Oh, I said Bonzi is enough for you. Dad said he would not fight with you, but he didn't say he would not beat you. I just want to tell you to ask the people you brought to join us. If you are like this, I can fight at least ten."

"Baga!" Park Yisheng was obviously very angry. He even forgot which country he was. He yelled a curse from Japan. Then he flew up and kicked Zhang Fan with a very handsome foot.

Although Zhang Fan still had injuries on his left shoulder and stomach, he would not be vague in fighting with this kind of goods. He hit the foot with his right fist. However, when he was about to hit the sole of his foot, Zhang Fan suddenly changed his moves. He turned his right hand to the side and grabbed Pu Yisheng's ankle to the side. With a scream, Pu Yisheng flew from Zhang Fan's side and plunged into the roadside green belt.

When Pu Yisheng got out of the green belt with a bush leaf on his head, there was a burst of laughter in the crowd."Hey, I say you, either let your men go together or give up quickly."

Zhang Fan patted the palm of his right hand, as if he had caught Pu Yisheng's ankle and dyed many dirty things.

In fact, at the beginning, Zhang Fan intended to fight him, but when he hit him halfway, he just thought about it. After all, he was just a foreign student who was pulled to work as a gunslinger. If he did, he would lose his leg.

"Xiba!" This time, Pu Yisheng finally used the right curse. He came out of the green belt and rushed to Zhang Fan. A high whip leg kicked Zhang Fan's head. Zhang Fan raised his left hand and blocked the leg with his palm.

It has to be said that park Yisheng's leg is really hard. Zhang fan used more strength when he blocked it. The gunshot wound on his left shoulder suddenly sent a stabbing pain, and his eyebrows immediately wrinkled. The body suddenly side, forward, a iron mountain against, with the right shoulder heavily hit park life on the chest.

Park life is one leg to the ground, how can stand Zhang Fan so hit, immediately hit to fly backward two or three meters, a butt sitting on the ground.

"I advise you to give up quickly. I'm in a bad mood."

Zhang Fan clenched his fist when he spoke. Since he lived in Zhongnan community for a few nights, his recovery ability has improved to a higher level. Now the wound on his stomach is better than 7788, but the bullet on his shoulder is deeper, and now it's only 30% or 40% better. Just then, the wound seems to split again. Zhang fan feels a little sticky there. So, brother fan began to get angry, the consequences may be very serious.

As we all know, the Han nationality is for the people who want to face very much. Well, although people in other countries in the world generally think that they don't want to face.

Pu Yisheng was knocked down by Zhang Fan twice. Instead of converging, his eyes were red. He rushed forward with a roar. He raised his leg and kicked Zhang Fan's lower abdomen. Zhang Fan also raised his leg, but he didn't kick it out. He just connected his knee to the sole of Pu Yisheng's shoes.

Park Yisheng suddenly felt that what he was kicking was not a human being, but a locomotive coming in front of him. He couldn't control his body. After two jumps, he sat on the ground.

"You see, I'm not wrong. I said you're raising your feet, but you're still unconvinced. If you raise your feet, you'll fall. But park Yisheng, I tell you, I've given you three moves. If you want to die again, it's not so simple. "

Zhang Fan pats the dust on his knee and looks down at PU Yisheng with contempt.

"Ah -"

listening to the laughter of the onlookers, Pu Yisheng felt that a stream of anger was stirring in his chest. He had never been insulted like this before. His anger rushed to the top door, his hands on the ground, stood up, and wanted to rush to find Zhang Fan regardless of the numbness of the foot he hit.

However, when Pu Yisheng just stood up, Zhang Fan rushed to him like a ghost, with his right leg raised high and his head smashed down, and his heel hit Pu Yisheng's shoulder heavily. Just stand up the body of park life by that irresistible force hit legs a soft, directly kneel in front of Zhang Fan.

"West Eight... " Park life feel their shoulders are broken, pain grinning, mouth and out of a national curse.

"Don't scream. Your bones are all right. I have a sense of propriety. But if you dare to stretch your paw, it will break. "

Zhang Fan pats the hand of Pu Yisheng, who is ready to play with the monkey stealing peaches. His face is full of disdain.

"I told you to go up together, but I have to be a hero by myself. Come on, which one of you doesn't agree? Hurry up. I have something to do after the fight. "

Just now, the group of people who were still fierce were ordered by Zhang Fan, one or two of them were numb.

Although Park Yisheng stares at a fake face, his strength is not strong. It's not handsome to be able to be the president of the Taekwondo Club. They are mainly members of the Taekwondo Club, and basically each of them has a fight with Park Yisheng. Now the president is being bullied like a pupil. Don't they go up to deliver food?

"Che, park Yisheng, do you bring such a group of people to fight? It's going to be a big nest. Come on, if you lose, you'll be willing to accept defeat. You'll follow me when I shout. "

"You - well, we are a noble people. We always keep our word!"

"Just keep your word. Come and shout to me: TCM was invented in the Republic of China."

Zhang Fan and a voice out, onlookers are forced. Park Yisheng was also stunned, but immediately he started shouting. Although he was baffled, it seemed that it was not bad for him. Did you do propaganda for them? There's no resistance in this shouting.

"Chinese characters were invented by the great cold Republic of China, and Taiji was invented by the great cold Republic of China!"

Zhang Fan continued to shout, the masses continued to be forced, and the forced Pu Yisheng also continued to shout.

"Then, the last sentence."

Zhang Fan's mouth began to smile.

"The great cold Republic of China was invented by Huaxia."