Marvel's Shadow of Thunder

Fang Wen watched this scene with great interest, the beauty saved the old man?

"Let them go!" Seeing that they were Chinese, John's tone became more and more hostile.John, who didn't like Chinese people very much, now loathes the group of people in front of him even more.

"Is this place opened by your family and let others leave? Who are you! Are you the son of the President of the United States?" Zhong Xinran did not show any weakness, a girl was not at all vain in the face of dozens of old men.

"Don't mind your own business girl!"

Chapter 67 Bullying ordinary people, bullying bullies is healthier

Chapter 67 Bullying ordinary people, bullying and bullying are healthier

"Don't mind your own business girl!" John warned.

"I'll take care of it!" Zhong Xinran stared at John not to be outdone.

"Go aside!" John was about to push Zhong Xinran away.

Unexpectedly, Zhong Xinran grabbed John's extended hand, turned around and hit his back, a beautiful over-the-shoulder throw!Boom!

John was thrown hard to the ground.

The old men and the group of young people were shocked.

This girl is a bit fierce!

"Is this martial arts?" Fang Wen became interested. Martial arts has always been the favorite of Chinese people. After living two lifetimes, Fang Wen has never seen real martial arts.

"Ouch!" John was lifted up from the ground, "You bitch!"

After scolding, he grabbed Zhong Xinran.

Zhong Xinran's face darkened when he heard the bitch, and he showed no mercy.Grabbing the hand that John grabbed, he slapped it across the face.

Snapped!

Fang Wen's crisp voice could be heard clearly from a distance.

"Zizi, this kid is going to die."

He kicked John in the stomach and kicked John back directly.

"Okay!" The old men behind couldn't help applauding.

Zhong Xinran raised her eyebrows and looked at John with disdain.

"Little sister, how can you slap someone in the face? This is extremely disrespectful," the white youth walked over and said.Before he finished speaking, he was interrupted again.

"Give it to me!" A group of people swarmed up, Zhong Xinran didn't see her retreating, and rushed up directly.

Zhong Xinran was like a dancing elf, dancing wantonly among the crowd.None of this group of people could touch her, instead they were kicked by Zhong Xinran one by one.

Fang Wen's eyes lit up more and more.

"This girl's kung fu is good! However, there are too many people."

Yes.It's a pity that there are too many people.

TV shows are just TV shows.Even a true martial arts master would be injured in the face of dozens of burly youths besieging him, let alone Zhong Xinran?

Who knows who hit Zhong Xinran with a fist, her ruddy face turned pale, and her movements slowed down.

The young man didn't know the severity. Seeing Zhong Xinran's movements slowed down, he rushed forward without holding back, and used as much strength as he had.

Why are young people more likely to be murdered in fights?Because they didn't know how to strike, and they were deadly hands when they hit real fire!

"Hey! Stop it!" Seeing this scene, the elders hurriedly scolded, but how could this group of young people who were already at the top listen?Headed towards Zhong Xinran's pupae.

Zhong Xinran gritted her teeth, and squatted down to protect her vitals, ready to resist.

After waiting for a while, he didn't find any fists on his body, so he couldn't help but look up.

I saw Fang Wenling like a chick, holding a young man in one hand and stepping on another under his feet.Seeing this, the others also stopped, looking at Fang Wen warily.

"Fang...Fang asked?" Zhong Xinran looked at the man in front of him in astonishment.Who is the neighbor you met yesterday?

"Little girl is good at skills." Fang Wen smiled and praised.

"Who are you?" John looked at Fang warily and questioned.

"You guys don't feel ashamed to bully a girl?" Fang Wen turned around and threw the two young men on the ground casually.

Bang.

"Ouch! My waist!"

"My ass yo..."

Ignoring the wailing of the two, Fang Wen continued to look at the remaining youths.

"Bullying grandpa and bullying girls is not a skill. Why don't we practice?" With a faint smile, Fang Wen said.

John's face darkened. "Call me!"

A group of people swarmed up again.This time, it was really one-sided.

Under the stunned gazes of the elders and Zhong Xinran, each young man rushed fast and was thrown out quickly.

In less than a minute, none of the youths could stand firm except for the white youth at the beginning.