Li Fan had never received a note from a girl since he was a child. This was the first time in thousands of years. The Kirin Arm that he had been practicing for more than ten years was finally going to explode? Li Fan muttered in his heart. Or could it be that his luck had turned for the better? Was he going to start having good luck with women?
After class, he went to the fifth floor as promised. The fifth floor was empty. It was said that a girl had hanged herself here in the old library. Therefore, the entire floor was basically abandoned, especially the library, where no one dared to go. Why did Wang Xiaoyuan ask to meet him there? Could it be that she wanted to confess to him? Impossible, isn't she Wang Qiang's girl?
Li Fan kept guessing. He didn't know that in the library on the fifth floor, besides Wang Xiaoyuan, Wang Qiang and the others were also hiding behind a row of tables at the back.
He sat with several famous hooligans in the school and offered them cigarettes one by one.
"Brothers, I'm counting on you today!"
Wang Qiang was given a good Zhonghua cigarette. The hooligans had never smoked this before. They all smiled happily and patted their chests, promising to help him.
"Wang Qiang, don't worry. I, Xiaoli, have the final say in Second Middle School!"
Liu Xiaoli had dyed his hair yellow and put on a lip stud. He believed in the philosophy of punk, and the teachers didn't want to control him.
"Yes, yes, yes. Brother Li, you have to kill him today! If Li Fan breaks an arm or a leg, I'll pay for it! You won't mistreat us! "
Wang Qiang fully displayed his character as a rich second generation. Liu Xiaoli slapped his thigh, "Wang Qiang, you're wrong. Are we helping you out of money? We're here to fight for our loyalty! Don't talk about money. Money hurts feelings! Big Zhuang, don't you think so? "
He patted the big guy next to him. The big guy was smoking happily. When he heard his boss calling him, he quickly nodded, "Yes, yes. Brother Li is right!"
"Slap!"
Liu Xiaoli gave him a slap, "Are you f * cking stupid? Speak properly! "
Only then did the big guy react. He covered his face and said in an aggrieved tone, "Ah, no, Brother Li. We admire your loyalty, but we can't help you for free!"
"You brat, why do you only care about money!"
Liu Xiaoli said resentfully, "Wang Qiang, look at these brothers of mine. Their awareness is not as high as mine."
"I think he's right. When the time comes, everyone will get a thousand yuan. Everyone can spend it however you want!"
For this group of students, a thousand was a huge sum of money. Immediately, all of their eyes turned green.
"Don't worry, Wang Qiang. I guarantee that I'll cut off one of that brat's legs today! He thinks he got lucky with the ladies. I'll make his chrysanthemum blossom today! "
"Brother Li … That's called Peach Blossom …"
"F * ck, I don't need you to remind me. They're all flowers anyway, aren't they the same?"
As he spoke, Liu Xiaoli took out a pickaxe from his clothes and held it in his hand. Looking at his evil smile, a few hooligans couldn't help but cover their butts, feeling cold air coming out of their chrysanthemums.
They waited for Li Fan to come, and Li Fan did not disappoint them. He pushed open the door of the study room and walked in.
"Xiao Yuan, why are you looking for me?"
When Liu Xiaoli and the others heard the noise, they immediately stood up from their hiding place. Each and every one of them fiercely held their pickaxes. Liu Xiaoli was about to open his mouth to curse, but at this time, the window next to him was suddenly smashed. A man wearing a blue coat came in, rolled on the ground, stood up, shook off the broken glass, and rushed to scold Li Fan.
"I found you, you bastard!"
"F * ck, Liao Bing, how come it's you again!"
Seeing this guy, Li Fan felt a headache coming on. In this one month, you've already recovered from your injury, your enthusiasm is too high!
"You stole my wife. As long as I'm still breathing, I'll beat you to death!"
Liao Bing rolled up his sleeves, revealing his palm, "I've already recovered from my injury. This time, I won't be fooled by you!"
With that, Liao Bing sent another slap toward Li Fan. Li Fan knew how powerful Liao Bing's Thunderclap Palm is. Using the Ape Steps, he instantly appeared three meters away.
"Bang!"
Liao Bing's palm hit the wall, leaving a shallow palm print, scaring Liu Xiaoli and the others, causing them to suck in a mouthful of cold air.
F * ck, what are they doing, shooting a movie?
"I haven't seen you for a month, your ability to escape has improved a lot."
Liao Bing sarcastically laughed. He suddenly slapped the bookshelf next to him. This heavy bookshelf slid out horizontally, sealing the library door.
"Today, I'll catch a turtle in a jar!"
"F * ck you! You're the turtle! Your whole family are turtles! "
Li Fan choked with anger. Liao Bing, this retard, is too difficult to deal with!
Just like what Murong Ying said, after sealing the library, Liao Bing used speed to fight slow. His Thunderclap Palm was like a storm, constantly attacking Liu Xiaoli. Li Fan could only keep retreating. At the same time, he stretched out his hand, found an opening, and threw the table next to him at Liao Bing. This table weighed at least ten kilograms, but in Li Fan's hands, it was like a toy, easily thrown. However, Liao Bing was even more exaggerated. The tables that were thrown over were all sent flying by his palm.
"Oh my god … .Are they still human?"
Liu Xiaoli's calf and stomach cramped.
This is f * cking … .Unscientific!
"Insignificant skill, you dare to use it to show off!"
Liao Bing proudly laughed, "Son of a b * tch, you think you're worthy of my goddess? Why don't you kneel down and beg me, let me break your legs. Maybe if I'm happy, I'll spare your son of a b * tch's life! "
Li Fan frowned, burning with anger.
"Liao Bing, don't go too far!"
"Idiot, in the world of martial artists, only fists speak!"
Liao Bing waved his palm, "My Thunderclap Palm can teach you how to be a man!"
With that, he suddenly hit his palm, aiming straight at Li Fan's chest.
"Nine Lightning Rush!"
Li Fan grabbed a table and used it to block in front of him.
"Bang!"
Liao Bing's palm penetrated the table and hit Li Fan's chest, causing Li Fan to slide out and crash into a row of bookshelves behind him.
"Hahaha, weak, too weak!"
Liao Bing was very proud, "After killing you, the goddess will be mine again!"
"Rumble!"
That pile of bookshelves was suddenly knocked away. Li Fan stood up from inside and wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth.
"Your uncle … .Did you have fun?"
Li Fan's eyes seemed to be burning with a small flame, "It's my turn to have fun, right?"
"With just you? Trash! "
Liao Bing spat at Li Fan, but Li Fan didn't say anything. He took off his shoes and then took a strange step. His hands formed into claws and his whole body was almost half lying on the ground.
Liu Xiaoli and the others had an illusion that the one standing there was not Li Fan, but a fierce tiger coming down the mountain!
"What is this? Xing Yi Quan? "
Liao Bing laughed, "How could this kind of martial art defeat my Thunderclap Palm!"
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