Urban Madness

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That roar, like the thunder of nine days, burst into the ears of everyone in the field.

There was an irresistible will in it, and even Zhang Ye's movements were stagnant, and he did not continue to step on it.

At the next moment, a tall figure appeared in the eyes of everyone.

It is Ye Fan!

When he received Chu Nan's call for help, he rushed forward non-stop, and finally arrived at this extremely critical juncture.

Immediately afterwards, Ye Fan's gaze scanned the audience, and his eyes suddenly became extremely cold, like the profound ice in Siberia that never melted forever.

Looking into the distance, Jiang Qingqing's clothes were torn apart, there was a depression in her lower abdomen, and her ribs were not broken.

As for Chu Nan, she fell into a pool of blood, her bones shattered, she was no longer human, and her consciousness began to blur.

However, when he saw Ye Fan appear, his eyes burst out with unprecedented brilliance, and then the tight muscles instantly relaxed.

Because he knew that as long as Ye Fan came, he and Jiang Qingqing would be safe.

On the other hand, Zhang Ye immediately recognized that Ye Fan was the kid who provoked himself a few days ago.

In the next moment, the corners of Zhang Ye's mouth rose slightly, revealing a joking and hideous smile, and said with extraordinary disdain:

"Boy, it's you? A few days ago, when the club recruited new members, you openly provoked me in the public. The account has not been calculated with you! I was still worried about how to find you, but now, there is a way to heaven. If you don’t go, there is no way to hell.

...

With Zhang Ye's overbearing and retributive character, being slapped in the face on the spot will definitely not give up.

However, before Zhang Ye could threaten him harshly, Ye Fan took the initiative and walked over.

"Stick!"

"Stick!"

"Stick!"

The sound of footsteps was not loud, but in the silent field, it seemed particularly abrupt.

For some reason, Ye Fan's power alone gave people the feeling of a galloping army.

Hundreds of members of the Taekwondo Club seemed to have been subjected to a fixation technique. They didn't dare to stop them. They could only let him come and look at Zhang Yeyao.

"Stab!"

Suddenly, two sharp eyes shot out from his eyes, as if turned into invisible sharp blades, slashing towards Zhang Ye.

"Kneel down and kowtow nine times, apologize to Chu Nan and Jiang Qingqing, and then cut off the meridians of your whole body, I can spare your life!"

Ye Fan's voice is not turbulent, does not contain any emotion, but it seems to be expounding something natural and righteous, and does not put Zhang Ye and the hundreds of Taekwondo Club members in his eyes.

"what?!"

Hearing this, Zhang Ye subconsciously exclaimed, as if he couldn't believe his ears.

He never expected that under this situation, Ye Fan would dare to provoke himself so much, he was looking for death.

"Ahahahaha..."

At the next moment, Zhang Ye seemed to have heard some big joke, and burst into a burst of unbridled laughter, pretending to be exaggerated:

"Smelly boy, such a mighty prestige, dare to make me kneel down and bow my head, I'm so scared!"

Other members of the Taekwondo Club around also ridiculed:

"I have seen someone who pretends to be forced, I have never seen such a pretend! Is this kid going to fight one hundred against one hundred?"

"Cut! Who does he think he is? Bruce Lee?"

"Brother Ye, in my opinion, this kid came here to find his presence on purpose! Let's take a shot and give him some color!"

...

Hearing the rushing voices of everyone, Zhang Ye nodded and ordered:

"Hands! Let this kid loosen his bones and let him know how powerful our Taekwondo club is!"

From the outside, Ye Fan's appearance is not amazing, he doesn't have the breath of a strong man, at best, his voice is a little louder.

Therefore, Zhang Ye only regarded him as a stinky brat who didn't know the heights of the world, and had no defense.

Hearing his order, there were a few big men around, rushing towards Ye Fan from all directions, like a tiger descending the mountain.

"Just like an ant!"

Ye Fan said lightly, and then his figure flashed, as if he had disappeared out of thin air.

The speed is so fast that it exceeds the limit of ordinary people's naked eyes.

"Boom boom boom boom!"

A series of dense collision sounds sounded like a storm.

Between the lightning and the fire, the big men didn't even have the chance to resist, like a kite with a broken wire, flying upside down seven or eight meters away, and fell heavily to the ground.

For a while, there was silence in the venue, and the needle drop was audible, and there was deathly silence.

From the time Ye Fan shot to the end of the battle, it took only a few tenths of a second, and everyone did not react.

"hiss!"

It took more than ten seconds for someone to recover. He couldn't help but breathe in a cold breath, and his body was shocked. If he was shocked, his chest seemed to be pressed against a boulder, and he was almost out of breath.

This scene that happened before them caused an unprecedented visual impact and a shock to their hearts.

No one can imagine that Ye Fan, who seems to have no power to bind a chicken, has such a terrifying strength.

Even Zhang Ye in the distance shrank sharply into needle-shaped pupils, his mouth widened, and he was no longer arrogant and arrogant.

He secretly said in his heart that even if he did it himself, he might not be able to easily beat several big guys to the ground like Ye Fan.

But at this time, he must not show his cowardice.

"Boy, it turned out to be a Lianjiazi. No wonder it is so arrogant! But two fists are hard to beat four hands. How can you be an enemy of our entire Taekwondo club?" Zhang Ye said sharply.

"Ten thousand ants can't shake the elephant together! In the face of absolute strength, all conspiracy and tricks are useless!

Zhang Ye, the opportunity has already been given to you. Since you don't cherish it, even if the king of heaven comes today, he won't be able to save you! "

...

"boom!"

Ye Fan's overbearing words were like a huge boulder hitting the surface of a calm lake, igniting a thousand waves, causing an uproar in the arena.

"Presumptuous! Brat, don't think you can underestimate the heroes of the world with a little effort! I am a master of Taekwondo black belt third stage!" Zhang Ye gritted his teeth.

"Taekwondo? How can that kind of **** martial arts compare with my Yangyang Huaxia magical skills? Come here, I can beat you with one finger!"

"Boy, you are looking for death!"

At this moment, Zhang Ye could no longer contain the anger in his body, his muscles tightened, his body swelled like thunder.

A perfect whirling kick, carrying a force of destruction, kicked towards Ye Fan's face.

"Stab!"

The sound of sonic boom is endless.

Even at a certain distance, you can feel the monstrous power.

This foot seems to not only leave a mark on the steel plate, but can even kick through the steel plate.

However, Ye Fan still stood on the spot, like a statue, motionless, and didn't mean to dodge.

Seeing this scene, Zhang Ye's face was full of cruelty, as if he had seen Ye Fan seriously injured by himself.

When there were a few centimeters left from the front door of Ye Fan, he finally moved.

Ye Fan slowly stretched out his right index finger, pointed forward lightly, and stuck it on the soles of Zhang Ye's feet.

A horrible force like a volcano erupting and the Yangtze River bursting levee shot out from Ye Fan's fingertips, and instantly penetrated Zhang Ye's feet.

"Ah!"

The intense pain caused Zhang Ye's facial features to be twisted together. He made a hysterical scream from his throat and then fell to the ground.

Ye Fan said before that he would defeat Zhang Ye with one finger.

No one believed it at the time, but now, the cruel reality is like a basin of cold water pouring on everyone in the field.

Only at this moment did Zhang Ye realize that the strength gap between himself and Ye Fan was so big.

Ye Fan effortlessly caused him to suffer severe injuries, as simple as crushing an ant.

Such a terrifying strength far exceeded his imagination.

At this moment, Zhang Ye looked at the members of the Taekwondo Club in the distance and shouted:

"What are you doing in a daze? Call the president quickly!"

As soon as this remark came out, all the people came back to their senses and quickly called to move the soldiers.

When Ye Fan saw this, he didn't stop him, but walked to Chu Nan's side, bent down and treated him.

"Xiao Fan...I'm okay...save Qingqing-senpai first..." Chu Nan said weakly.

However, Ye Fan turned a deaf ear.

Because his injury is too serious, if he is not treated in time, he is likely to worry about his life.

On Jiang Qingqing's side, you can slow down.

After a while, Chu Nan finally got out of danger, and Ye Fan let out a long sigh of relief.

...

"Ding Ding Ding!"

At this time, a rush of footsteps came.

Everyone looked towards the source of the sound.

I saw the visitor wearing a black suit, a slender but not rugged figure, and his back stood like a javelin.

The sword eyebrow flies diagonally, the eyes shoot the cold star, the facial features are sharp and the heroic spirit is pressing.

Even at a certain distance, he could feel the jealous aura on his body, Leng Ao, solitary, and arrogant.

However, after seeing this young man, all members of the Taekwondo Club have a great morale.

Zhang Ye was even more like a drowning man. Seeing the straw, he shouted:

"President Ling, save me!"

Zhang Ye knew that during the summer vacation, President Ling had the good fortune to meet an expert, and he learned the supreme truth. Even if ten of them add up, he couldn't beat him.

As long as he is willing to make a move, Ye Fan has no chance of winning at all!

However, the next moment, President Ling's gaze scanned the audience, and finally fell on Ye Fan, his face was full of excitement that could not be concealed.

Immediately afterwards, he made three steps and two steps, and walked towards Ye Fan.

Under everyone's surprised eyes, they clasped their fists and saluted, and said two words in a very respectful tone:

"master!"