Until the first morning glow appeared on the eastern horizon, like the blush on a girl's face, silently announcing the arrival of day.

In the morning, everything is silent.

in the bedroom.

Ye Fan slowly opened his eyes, and after a short period of confusion, he sat up vigorously, his upper body was naked, and the graceful lines were exposed to the air, especially the eight big lumps in the abdomen, where the gully was quite obvious.

However, all this was quickly overshadowed by T-shirts.

After washing up, Ye Fan changed into loose sportswear and ran around the community. When he passed the park in the community, he was caught by a lively sound.

"it is good!"

"Awesome, this is already the 85th pull-up, tsk tsk!"

"This young man is very good. Today's young people are all spoiled. Let alone 85 pull-ups, they can't even do 8 pull-ups. It's really a declining world!"

More than a dozen old men and women gathered around the horizontal bar and were watching a young man in his 20s doing pull-ups. Words of praise rang out from time to time.

Out of curiosity, Ye Fan walked over, and when he saw this scene, he couldn't help shaking his head slightly.

What do you think?

Immediately, he lost interest and was about to turn around and leave when he was suddenly stopped by a voice.

"Hey, don't go!"

Duan Zhicheng, who has just graduated from university, is very difficult to find a job because he is a sports student. He hit a wall one after another. Originally, he just wanted to vent his anger through sports. He never thought that he would be praised by so many grandparents, and his depression was swept away.

Just when he was in a good mood, he suddenly caught a glimpse of someone shaking his head outside the crowd, and suddenly became angry. He let go of the horizontal bar with both hands, and landed firmly on the ground. His flushed face flashed with relief.

Hearing this, Ye Fan turned around, met the other party's unkind eyes, and asked doubtfully, "Are you calling me?"

"That's right, I'm calling you."

Duan Zhicheng walked out of the crowd, stood two meters away from Ye Fan, and said angrily, "Why did you shake your head just now?"

Faced with Duan Zhicheng's aggressive tone, Ye Fan was not angry, and said lightly: "It's my right to shake my head, does it have anything to do with you?"

"Humph!"

In front of so many people, being squeezed by a kid who looked no more than seventeen or eighteen, Duan Zhicheng became angry instantly, and said coldly: "So many grandpas and aunts are cheering for me, and you just shake your head, why? Envy, hate ?”

Ye Fan shook his head again, looking quite speechless.

Doesn't this person in front of him feel too good about himself?

He shook his head just because he was not interested in pull-ups, and he didn't deny the other party.

He didn't say anything, just turned around and left.

Don't compete with fools!

"Stop for me!"

When Duan Zhicheng saw that Ye Fan was about to leave, he was a little annoyed. He sped up and stopped in front of Ye Fan, with a mocking smile on his face, "Boy, do you dare to compete with me?"

"boring."

For this kind of thing, Ye Fan has no interest at all.

With this time, wouldn’t it be nice to read a book?

If he had known this earlier, he wouldn't have joined in the fun!

Ye Fan stepped to the left and wanted to leave.

Seeing this, Duan Zhicheng blocked Ye Fan's way again, and sneered again and again: "If you don't dare, just say sorry."

This scene caused the onlookers to talk about it.

"Is this young man a little unreasonable?"

"I take back what I just said, it's really rude!"

"Young man, you are going too far. No one else said anything."

These words reached Duan Zhicheng's ears, and he couldn't help blushing, and the anger in his heart burned even more.

He blamed all of this on Ye Fan. If it wasn't for this kid, how could there be so many things?

"If you don't apologize to me today, don't think about leaving!"

As he said that, he rolled up the cuffs of his short sleeves, revealing his refined muscles, and a smug smile appeared on the corner of his mouth, "I'll tell you in advance, I'm a sports student, and beating you is like beating a child. If you don't want to be beating, just like I apologize."

"You want to beat me?"

Ye Fan looked weird, but there was a feeling in his heart that he was eager to try.

His physical fitness has been strengthened several times by the system, and he also wants to try to see how far his current physical abilities have reached.

Fighting is undoubtedly the most direct way!

"Apologize if you're afraid."

Duan Zhicheng shook his neck, crossed his hands, and there was a crackling sound from his bones, the momentum was astonishing.

An ordinary person would definitely be bluffed and apologize obediently.

But there was a smile on Ye Fan's face, without showing any fear, he shook his head indifferently, "Apologizing is impossible, if you beat me up, then you have to be careful."

While speaking, he clenched his right hand and waved it in front of Duan Zhicheng, "Maybe, I will beat you into a pig's head."

"Ha ha……"

Duan Zhicheng looked up to the sky and laughed, with a hint of cruelty in his smile, "Boy, since you don't want to drink a toast, don't blame me for being rude. I just happen to be in a bad mood recently, so let me vent it on you!"

After saying that, he punched Ye Fan's face with such a speed that all the elders and aunts who were watching the fun turned pale.

When the fist was less than ten centimeters away from Ye Fan's face, he tilted his head slightly and avoided the punch precisely.

At the same time, he kicked out, hitting Duan Zhicheng's abdomen.

Because he was worried that he would break the opponent with all his strength, he only used [-]% of his strength for this kick.

Even so, Duan Zhicheng couldn't bear it, and his face turned into a pig's liver color.

The whole person knelt down on his knees, spit out his bitterness, his facial features were twisted together, how ugly it was...

Chapter 232 Victim?

The sudden change completely made a group of old men and aunts look stupid.

What's the matter?

Why is it different from what they imagined?

From the outside, Duan Zhiren is tall and strong, but Ye Fan looks a little thin, the two are not on the same level at all!

Can……

"The name of this foot is: Foshan Shadowless Foot."

After leaving this sentence, Ye Fan turned and left without looking at Duan Zhicheng lying on the ground.

Duan Zhicheng clenched his hands tightly into fists, his eyes were fierce, he looked at the direction Ye Fan was leaving, gritted his teeth and said, "Boy, you're done!"

With Ye Fan's departure, the crowd of onlookers gradually dissipated.

Duan Zhicheng waited for nearly half an hour, and the pain in his abdomen finally eased. He staggered to his feet, took out his mobile phone and dialed a number.

"Brother Wan, my brother was beaten up, call a few people..."

Ye Fan didn't know this, and even if he knew, he wouldn't take it to heart.

there is always a solution to a problem.

Besides, now is a society ruled by law, and he doesn't believe that the other party dares to act recklessly.

Moreover, even if the other party dares to mess around, he is not afraid!

Strength is confidence!

After returning home, Ye Fan sat in the living room and read a book for a while, until it was eight o'clock in the morning before leaving for Haihuang Community.

But as soon as he left the community, he was blocked by four big men.

The leader was Duan Zhicheng who met in the park in the morning. Except for Duan Zhicheng, the other three were carrying things in their hands. They had been waiting at the door for more than half an hour just to block Ye Fan.

As the so-called enemies meet, they are particularly jealous.

The first time Duan Zhicheng saw Ye Fan, the anger in Duan Zhicheng's heart burned up, as if he wished to kill him.

"Brother Wan, this is the kid!"

A boy with braids looked Ye Fan up and down, and said with a sneer, "Chengzi, I didn't mean you. You were good at fighting when you were in college?"

"Why can even a brat beat you up now? It's really getting better and better!"

"Brother Wan, it was this kid who attacked me at that time, I was just careless."

Duan Zhicheng's face turned red, and he tried to make up for it.

Facing the double-teaming of the four people, Ye Fanfeng smiled calmly, and said calmly: "What year is this? You are still carrying a guy to the street, do you look down on the orderly officers of the imperial capital?"

"Boy, are you still stubborn? I want to see how long you can keep your stubbornness!"

The more flat Ye Fan behaved, the more annoyed Duan Zhicheng became, and he waved his hand, "Brothers, beat him up for me, remember not to hit the head, it's easy to cause accidents."

"Do not worry."

The three laughed, and greeted Ye Fan with the wooden stick and hollow steel pipe in their hands.

Ye Fan glanced at the camera at the entrance of the community out of the corner of his eye. Facing the attack, he had no thought of dodging, so he stood where he was and received three sticks.

At the moment when the three of them were stunned, they shot decisively, and a beautiful 360-degree roundabout kick accurately hit the three of them in the jaw.

This kick used almost [-]% of the force.

The three of them didn't even feel the pain, their eyes turned white, and they passed out on the ground.

One hit kill!

Ye Fan, who has a fourth-level medical skill, is too clear about the structure of the human body, so he hits the nail on the head.

Duan Zhicheng, who was extremely arrogant one second, opened his mouth wide enough to fit a duck egg in the next second. Seeing Ye Fan walking towards him, his legs began to tremble uncontrollably, and he stammered: "You, don't... Don't come here, beating someone is against the law!"

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