Douluo: You call this a toy

Ba Weiming put his palm on the ground and jumped up, punching Mu Hui.Mu Hui took several steps back, his center of gravity unstable, and he sat on the ground a few meters away. His face was twisted and extremely ugly. This move was so heavy that his heart and lungs seemed to be broken.

Yang Fan's eyes were cold, the Ba family had used such despicable means to design him, how could he let him leave standing, and with a flash of his body, he pounced on Ba Weiming.

Ba Weiming, who ranks among the top five in the Ba family in terms of skill, is a little-known master of refining qi and transforming into gods. He was beaten away by Yang Fan just now. He thought that he underestimated the enemy. If he went all out, he might hit him to death with one punch. He squeezed his fists and went forward.

Bang, the fists intersected, and Ba Weiming felt his fists hit the steel plate. Instead of stopping him, his arms were crippled. At the same time, the door and collarbone were hit hard again. He fell like a bouncing ball. On a seat five meters away.

Whoosh, before he could react, his body rose up in the air, and then fell heavily to the ground. Venus twinkled in front of his eyes, he felt a strong sense of suffocation, and was enveloped by an unprecedented aura of death.

"Tell me, who ordered you to do it?"

Aren’t the Ba family all martial arts masters?How could he be so weak? Yang Fan didn't know Ba Weiming's position in the Ba family, and thought he was being instigated by others, so he wanted to find out.

"I do not understand what you're saying."

Yang Fan's skills were beyond Ba Weiming's expectation, and he secretly thought how could this kid be so powerful!Looking at the back of the hand, it became bloody.

"Do you dare to do it or not? Very good."

Click.

Yang Fan stepped on one of his legs.

The scream was frightening. No one expected that a doctor from a small medical clinic could be so ruthless.

"Should we tell it or not? Who is the mastermind behind it? Why did you frame me?"

Ba Weiming still gritted his teeth and persisted, never forgetting the threat: "Either kill me, or I will kill you!"

Click.

The other arm was also trampled off. This chin Wei Ming felt scared. If he didn't tell the truth, the other leg would not be saved.

But there was still a trace of luck in his heart, "Yang Fan, you first crippled my nephew Bahu, and then injured my nephew Bashan, causing him to be taken away by the police. In my opinion, it was you who killed the person, and you deliberately framed the blame on Bashan. , so what if you can fight? The Ba family will not let you go."

It turns out that he is the uncle of Bahu and Bashan, and there is really no end to it.

Yang Fan looked at Ba Qunzhu and asked, "Is he telling the truth?"

thump.

Ba Qunzhu knelt down. He was just an insignificant collateral member of the Ba family. Ba Weiming had been beaten to a disability. He was already frightened. He nodded repeatedly, "Yes, it's all the truth."

Seeing Yang Fan approaching step by step, Ba Qunzhu was so scared that he almost peed, "Mr. Yang, I'm just an errand boy. I was ordered by him to pretend to be a reporter just to make you a bad person and make you a street rat. Everyone will shout for beatings and torture to death." You, I didn’t expect you to be brave, mighty, and have piercing eyes.”

Before Yang Fan could ask, he told the truth himself and begged the old man with a finger: "His arm was broken by someone sent by Ba Weiming. It has nothing to do with me. I did it all. Please let me go."

Yang Fan stepped forward and broke one of his legs. "For the sake of your honesty, I will break your leg today. If there is a next time..."

As for the next sentence, he did not say it. Instead, he looked at the trembling reporters and shouted coldly: "All fakes, get out of here! Otherwise, let me find out what will happen."

Several people looked at each other and saw fear in each other's eyes, but no one came out.

Yang Fan looked at Ba Quanzhu and said, "Find out the counterfeit goods and I'll let you go."

"Good good."

But before Ba Quanzhu could call his name, he knelt down two more times, threw away the camera in his hand, cried bitterly, and begged Yang Fan to forgive him, but each of them also lost a leg.

The remaining four people were all real media reporters. Yang Fan stared at them and said coldly: "You reporters who were deceived by others, do you know the truth of the matter now? Delete all the previous photos and videos to capture some positive energy. "

Then, he strode to the begging old man with a warm look on his face: "Old man, what did you hear just now? They themselves admitted that they sent someone to break your arm. You must have been threatened to cooperate with framed me, right?"

The old beggar trembled slightly and said nothing, just looking at Ba Weiming and the others.

Mu Hui had also calmed down, walked up to Ba Weiming, and kicked him hard, "Ba Weiming? You are very talented, and I, Mu Hui, have already remembered you."

When he heard the word "Mu Hui", Ba Weiming looked solemn. He had obviously heard of his name. However, when he thought of the power behind him, he snorted and disapproved. However, the pain from the broken bones made him worse than death.

He gritted his teeth and said fiercely: "If you offend the Ba family, you will not end well!"

"threaten me?"

Mu Hui kicked him again, and the latter was so painful that he died.

At this moment, Yang Fan had grabbed the begging old man's arm. Within a few minutes, the deformed arm had been restored and healed.

"Old man, your arm has been reattached and you're fine."

Yang Fan also took out a few red tickets and put them in his tea jar, and warned: "In case someone does something behind your back, stop begging in Nanzhou and find another place."

The old beggar's eyes were red, and he walked out of the door in panic. He witnessed Yang Fan's medical skills. The reporters took crazy pictures of Yang Fan because they felt guilty. The doctor was kind-hearted, and it was hard for his conscience not to report.

The old beggar who walked to the door slowly turned around, suddenly bowed deeply to Yang Fan, grinned and cried: "You are a good person, they forced me, and if I don't obey, they will beat me to death."

Then, the old beggar turned and left.

The reporters' eyes showed anger. Although they had some friendship with the Ba family, their cruelty was disgusting, and they unknowingly sided with Yang Fan.

After the reporter left, Ba Weiming and his group were all thrown out of the door, and soon they were pulled away.

"Sir, the Ba family has started to attack you, so you have to be careful in the future."

Mu Hui looked worried, "How about we deal with those guys?"

"No, let them use their means! By the way, what do you want from me?"

I thought the Ba family's martial arts were so powerful, but it was nothing more than that, just let them play around, and when the time comes, the old and new accounts would be settled together.

"I got the news that if the Ba family wants to deal with you, it's better to be late."

"In other news, Bahu has been hiding in Ba's house to recuperate and has not been out since the accident."

After chatting for a while, Mu Hui took the people away.

Back in the clinic, Yang Fan was in a rather unhappy mood. Although he was not famous yet, once the video of beating the old man was exposed, he would definitely become famous, and he would be famous for being ruined. The other party's intentions were vicious. Thinking about it now, he still has lingering fears.

After closing the door, she drove to Tianyu Building and walked into the company. Xiaolian was the only one in the office. She hadn't seen Liu Xueru for a few days, and she felt a little empty.

"Where's Zhihan?"

"Oh, the provincial medical and military director called and wanted to purchase our Aconitum. Sister Xueru and the others went to sign the contract."

Xiaolian took the glass of water and handed it to Yang Fan, with a bright smile and returned to her original self.

Jingle Bell.

Yang Fan's cell phone rang, it was Yin Xiaofu calling.

"Boss, my brother was beaten in the ward."