With two years left to live, my nine sisters kicked me out of the house and regretted it for the res

Huang Feng punched him in the air.

He decided that although he couldn't really do anything to this kid, he must beat him to pieces.

So what if Sister Shan comes back?

At most, you can just beat him by yourself and wait for him with delicious food and drinks?

Is it really possible to do anything that you can't do?

With his mind determined, Huang Feng did not hold back. He felt the sound of his fist penetrating the air!

What a punch!

He felt that this punch was his best punch in these years!

Although you can't break mountains and rocks, you can definitely break bricks and trees!

The fist was thrown straight at Ye Fan. Ye Fan did not dodge, as if he was stunned in place.

"Let me go, why doesn't he move?"

When the fist was about to reach Ye Fan, Huang Feng became depressed. Although Ye Fan was a pretty boy, he had to hide when he was hit, right?

Why is he standing there without moving? Not even blinking?

Frightened?

Can't he see his sandbag-sized fist?

'no! This punch hit him on the head, and he would be seriously injured even if he didn't die! '

The fist hit the door, Huang Feng glared at Ye Fan fiercely, and turned his fist to his shoulder.

If Ye Fan is really beaten to death, his good days will probably come to an end!

In his expectation, his fist hit Ye Fan on the shoulder, breaking his bones and tendons, and his indifferent face would immediately turn into tears!

But he miscalculated!

The fist was punched out, but it did not touch Mark's arm.

Instead, he tried his best, but before his old strength was gone and new strength was born, the pretty boy punched him in the lower abdomen.

The fist was so light that he didn't feel as much pain as his grandma's blow, but this punch released all the strength from his body, and he fell to the ground involuntarily, his whole body sore.

And what a coincidence, it was his knees that became weak first, his legs fell to the ground first, and he knelt in front of Mark for damn!

Ye Fan looked horrified.

"I can't do it, Hall Master Huang, I can't do it, what are you doing?"

As he spoke, he took a step forward to support himself.

There was a buzzing in Wasp's ears, and the brothers behind him seemed to be chattering in his ears.

"What's going on with this old man? Aren't you going to teach that kid a lesson? Why did you kneel down for me?"

"It is said that this old Huang bullies the weak and fears the strong. At that time, he became someone's younger brother because he was afraid of Sister Shan. Now he has the courage to beat someone else's younger brother?"

"That boy is right, this Huang Feng is a bitch!"

......

Huang Feng's eyes turned red instantly.

"Fuck you!"

He stood up suddenly and rushed towards Mark again.

This time he went faster and fell faster. Ye Fan just stretched out his feet slightly, and Huang Feng fell in front of Ye Fan with a plop, his face facing the soles of Ye Fan's feet.

"What? How is it possible?"

Huang Feng was dumbfounded. Was it an accident once, but was it still an accident the second time?

He was startled and looked at Mark with a horrified expression.

Is he a great master?

"How come it only took two moves and Hall Master Huang is lying on the ground?"

"I didn't see it clearly. Hall Master Huang is such a powerful person. How could he lose to that kid? Didn't he deliberately act like a chicken and act for us?"

...

Huang Feng was originally frightened, but when he heard these words, he immediately cursed.

Who is Huang Feng, and who is this kid? Is he worthy of cooperating with him in acting?

"You're just going to imitate others in fighting?"

At this time, Ye Fan looked at Huang Feng curiously.

"Are you trying to get into my crotch with your face on the ground?"

"Is this impossible? You are the leader of the group, how can you get into other people's crotches casually?"

As Ye Fan was about to help Huang Feng, there was a burst of laughter around him, and Huang Feng wanted to find a hole in the ground to crawl in.

"What move did you dare to use just now?"

"Why does it feel like my whole body is falling apart when you touch me, and I can't lift up any strength at all?"

It's a small thing to be embarrassed, but Huang Feng is a member of the club. If he doesn't understand how Ye Fan made him suffer, he will lose his life next time!

"You want to know?"

"Want to know!"

Ye Fan let go of his hand, his face half-smiling.

"If I guess correctly, you are practicing Vajra Palm, right?"

"After you have mastered it, your hands will be as strong as a diamond, able to split mountains and rocks, and be invincible!"

"Not bad!"

Huang Feng composed himself.

"Vajra Palm is a universal palm technique in Haicheng. If you can see this, you can't scare me!"

Ye Fan shook his head gently.

"Although Vajra Palm is good, but in the fist, foot and palm techniques, the power comes from the body. The whole body's strength is concentrated and bursts out from the palms. Where can it be transferred? It is convenient for the waist, abdomen, chest and back."

"Anyone who practices martial arts will have a life gate, and the place where the life gate is is where the energy gathers!"

"Why do you think you can't muster the strength?"

Huang Feng's face turned black and white.

He practiced Vajra Palm and naturally knew that this palm technique had a life gate, but his master told him not to worry about it at all.

Those who can see your life gate are all those seniors who have been having sex for many years. If those people can't see your life gate, you can't beat them.

And if you can't see your fate, you probably won't publicize it, right?

As for being hit by accident, God wants you to die, so where can you hide?

So he almost forgot about it.

When Ye Fan mentioned this, he thought that there was such a thing.

"Impossible, how could you see where my life gate is? You are obviously a pretty boy!"

Although what Ye Fan said was reasonable and well-founded, Huang Feng couldn't accept it.

This pretty boy looks to be about eighteen or nineteen years old. His skin is as white as albinism. At first glance, he looks like a otaku who likes to stay at home and avoids the sun. Can such a person tell his destiny?

"Then let's try it out again?"

Facing Ye Fan's teasing gaze, Huang Feng became heartbroken.

"Okay, come again!"

This time, Ye Fan did not encounter Huang Feng again. Before the punch or kick came, he gently turned his head, or turned slightly to one side, or took a slight step back.

Those fierce moves that Huang Feng considered were easily neutralized.

While strolling around, Ye Fan was still commenting on Huang Feng.

"This punch is too slow!"

"Not strong enough!"

"Have you not eaten?"

......

After a few moves, Huang Feng was panting, but Ye Fan was still there.

Finally, Huang Feng couldn't hold on anymore and ran back to the team in a hurry. He stood upright on the spot, no longer the loose and careless look before!

Following his movement, the surrounding members of the Four Rivers Club couldn't help but stand up straight.

Huang Feng was the most capable of fighting among them. He was defeated. Who would have the courage to go up?

Ye Fan chuckled and stood in front of the team.

"If anyone is dissatisfied, just come up and show me a few moves!"

Ye Fan's smile slowly turned cold.

"But the ugly words are ahead, and those who come again will see the truth under their hands, regardless of life or death!"