Douluo: You call this a toy

Before he could figure out the opponent's purpose, Yang Fan endured it, but he also locked the claw.

"I'm new here. I really don't understand anything, let alone where I offended you."

The man in a black vest, Brother Meng, spat at Yang Fan's feet. In the end, he failed to control the distance and ended up falling on Yang Fan's shoes.

"What if I call you an idiot? Do you know who the old lady who died here last time was? My boss's grandmother, the doctor named Xue, only paid a million yuan in compensation. Can this matter be finished? Human life Isn’t it valuable?”

The conversation changed and he shouted: "I heard that this house belongs to the person named Xue. We are all looking for him everywhere. As long as we get the real estate certificate, this place will belong to my boss from now on. Do you understand?"

These people were blatantly crazy when they wanted to steal the house. But because I bought the house, I got involved again for no reason. Maybe this is my fate.

"Don't think about it. Yesterday, I bought this house. The real estate certificate was changed to Yang. I have nothing to do with Dr. Xue anymore. As for the dispute between you, I don't want to get involved."

"You leave now and pretend that what just happened didn't happen."

"Damn it, who told you to buy it? Did Brother Meng agree to it? I didn't know there was a major dispute over this house!"

The guy who slapped Yang Fan in the face just now was still upset after scolding him. Maybe he wanted to show off in front of their fierce brother, so he kicked Yang Fan in the lower abdomen.

Yang Fan hadn't settled the matter with him yet, but he had pushed the envelope too much. The aunt couldn't bear it. She stared at the flying feet, reached out to catch the calf, and threw it out. It hit the wall hard and bounced to the floor. , howling miserably again and again.

"Scream, you kid actually dared to fight back, the old man hanged himself - he was tired of living!"

The fierce brother raised his fist with fierceness and hit Yang Fan's head. Yang Fan's attack was faster than him. The top wrapped his fist accurately, and the bottom kicked his chest. The latter fell directly to the ground.

"Ah, Brother Meng, are you okay?"

The man who had been silent had a look of shock on his face. Perhaps in order to cheer himself up, he did a few fierce Muay Thai moves. He jumped forward and used his claws to gouge Yang Fan's eyes. As a result, one of his arms was removed and drooped. Unable to move.

The reason why Yang Fan was merciful to this guy was because he was relatively well-behaved. He didn't curse or be so arrogant. He just had a dislocated shoulder joint and needed someone to reset it.

As for the guy who slapped him with his claws, he was simply too arrogant. How could Yang Fan let him go so easily and strode over to him. ?

"Brother Meng, let's fight him."

Knowing that he would not end well, the man shouted, got up, and took the initiative to meet Yang Fan.

Click.

The wrist that slapped Yang Fan's face broke with a crisp sound, and the man was carried up to the second floor by Yang Fan.

When Yang Fan went down to the lobby on the first floor, the two Meng brothers were nowhere to be seen. Yang Fan went to the door and glanced around, and found a car in the distance. He wanted to go over and pull the person back to talk about life, but the sound of ghosts crying and wolves howling came from upstairs. It was uploaded, and immediately after, a mentally disturbed guy ran out of the house in terror, crying and running towards the car.

Soon, it disappeared.

Thinking that the other party might come to retaliate, Yang Fan did not leave, but waited until very late, and did not leave until nine o'clock in the evening.

At the entrance of the Jinye Apartment complex, Yang Fan got out of the taxi. He had just taken a few steps when the buzzing sound of a motorcycle came from behind him. He looked instinctively and saw a bright light suddenly coming from him, making him unable to open his eyes.

A man wearing a helmet and riding a motorcycle hit him at high speed.

Although he couldn't figure out the other party's intention, Yang Fan still jumped out based on his feeling.

The motorcycle passed by where he was standing before, drew a beautiful arc, and sped off into the distance. Except for Yang Fan himself, I am afraid no one believed that this was a deliberate murder.

Damn it, it must have been sent by the Chu family!Yang Fan walked into the community cautiously with a dark face.

It's no secret that he lives here. The killer could come at any time and it's no longer safe here.

After returning home, Liu Xueru and his party had not returned yet. Yang Fan hurriedly took a shower, changed into clean clothes, and sat in the living room. Thinking about the scene just now, he was a little confused. If it was a killer who specifically assassinated him, why didn't he bring a weapon?The other party should have thought that even if he was hit by a motorcycle, he might not be killed. Obviously, the killer was either unprofessional or had no intention of killing him.

Of course, the above is just his personal guess. Anyway, I don’t think it’s like the Chu family.

In Bishui Villa, Chu Manying sat on the floor, looking at her father's portrait on the table, her eyes red. Her mother was so distraught that she fainted during the day because of the loss of her husband. At this moment, she was resting in the bedroom.

After the fire demon appeared, Chu Manying followed her to the courtyard.

"Miss, our people have found traces of Yang Fan."

When they arrived at the pavilion in the courtyard, the fire demon immediately reported.

"Keep an eye on it."

Chu Manying's face was expressionless, and she turned to look at the distant starry sky.

"There's something I feel is a little strange, and I don't know if I should ask."

"Say." Chu Manying withdrew her gaze, wondering what exactly made the fire demon hesitate.

"Yang Fan was attacked by a motorcycle at the gate of the community. I don't know who sent him." Chu Manying immediately raised her eyebrows, "It's definitely not one of our people. Is it possible that there are other forces who want to kill him?"

The fire demon immediately answered: "The murderer didn't have a weapon, and he didn't seem to be sincere about killing. That's why I was confused."

Chu Manying fell into deep thought and said, "Don't worry about it. It will save trouble if he dies in someone else's hands."

The fire demon nodded and said nothing.

In a certain KTV box, the music stopped, and as a shirtless man waved, several young women with heavy makeup around him left one after another.

He glanced at the man in the corner of the sofa and said, "Ah Meng, what's the origin of the guy who hit you?"

"I don't know."

The man named Ah Meng was the Meng brother who was beaten by Yang Fan. At this moment, in front of the shirtless man, he didn't even dare to show off.

"Fuck, you go out and mess around, you don't even know who the other party is, you dare to make trouble for others, aren't you afraid of getting into trouble?"

The shirtless man sat next to Ah Meng and grabbed his neck from behind with one hand.

"Brother Hui, I know I was wrong and I won't cause trouble for you in the future."

Ah Meng is the boss in front of his subordinates, but he is not even a grandson in front of Brother Hui. He is afraid that the boss will break his neck if he is unhappy.

"Snapped."

Brother Hui slapped him on the head.

"When did you become such a coward? How can I say you were wrong when you were beaten for doing things for me? You were not wrong at all. It was that blind boy who was wrong."

"Revenge doesn't last overnight, so take a few brothers with you."

Ah Meng was startled, then understood immediately, with a hint of viciousness flashing in his eyes.

"Make sure it's done beautifully."

"Well, I'll call the two cute girls in advance and wait for you here."

"Thank you, Brother Hui."

Ah Meng, who was screaming when he arrived, walked out of the box with his head held high, and left the KTV while making a phone call.