275: Chapter 275: You Think You’re My Uncle?
(Second Update) 275: Chapter 275: You Think You’re My Uncle?
(Second Update) Zhang Fan, already seething with anger, stared blankly.
Had Yi Bing incurred debts outside?
Impossible, that lad had tens of millions in his grasp, how could he owe this kid money.
Suddenly, his eyes turned cold again, and he waved at his bodyguards, saying grimly, “Break his limbs.”
Instantly, more than ten bodyguards gave Zhang Fan an unfriendly look.
How dare he hit Yi Chuan?
And even brazenly demand Yi Tianxing to pay back money, wasn’t that seeking death?
Zhang Fan snickered coldly, put the promissory note in his pocket, and raising his eyebrows said, “Yo, acting all righteous even when you owe money.”
Yi Tianxing’s mouth twitched, “Who owes you money?”
“Oh, alright, you don’t owe anything!” Zhang Fan said playfully, then took a deep breath.
“Help, the renowned tycoon Yi Tianxing owes money and won’t pay up, he’s even calling people to beat me up, help!”
His voice boomed like thunder throughout the entire hospital.
Instantly, a crowd’s gaze turned towards the fifth floor.
Can’t be the Yi Family’s Yi Tianxing, right?
Countless people immediately ran towards the fifth floor.
Yi Tianxing not paying back his debts?
Holy shit, that’s big news.
“Yo, it really is Yi Tianxing, damn, so many bodyguards, is this gearing up for a fight?”
“Eh, wasn’t that kid just now the one who hit someone?
He’s the one shouting for help?”
“Damn idiot, now you’re scared?
You almost scared me to death just now.”
Seeing more and more people, Yi Tianxing’s face was covered with frost.
That damned kid, actually pulling such a stunt.
“Heh, you think I wouldn’t dare to hit you with people around?
You had the guts to hurt my son , today, you can’t escape.
What are you standing there for, break his limbs,” Yi Tianxing ordered.
Instantly, more than ten bodyguards slowly advanced towards Zhang Fan.
“Kid, brace yourself, or else, you’ll suffer even more,” one of them said gravely.
I’ll hold them off for you,” Gao Jian roared, then immediately ran out, standing in front of Zhang Fan.
“Qi, hurry and drag your dad away, this bunch of trash, I can handle them myself,” Zhang Fan said to Gao Qi.
The faces of the more than ten bodyguards instantly turned cold, damn it, they were trained, and though they wouldn’t call themselves invincible, if they couldn’t handle a kid, what good were they as bodyguards?
Right away, the group quickened their pace.
Gao Qi was stunned, then he suddenly remembered how terrifying Zhang Fan was at the Starlight Hotel, and immediately ran over, pulling his father aside.
Just over ten bodyguards, at Starlight, Zhang Fan was an unstoppable force.
“Son of a bitch, why are you pulling me?
Go help Xiao Fan,” Gao Jian bellowed, raising his hand and slapping Gao Qi’s face.
With a mournful face, Gao Qi said, “Dad, why hit me?
Xiao Fan can handle them, let’s just watch, shall we?”
“Watch?” A glint flashed in Yi Tianxing’s eyes, and he immediately looked towards Gao Qi’s direction.
“Beat those two up together!”
Suddenly, a group of bodyguards started jogging over.
Zhang Fan’s eyes also turned cold, talking reason, as expected, didn’t get through, then let’s talk with fists.
Zhang Fan stomped his right leg, bent his waist and knees, and like a ghost, rushed out.
Zhang Fan bellowed, arriving beside a man, the Thunderclap Palm chopping down directly.
Feeling the sound of the air being split, the bodyguard’s scalp tingled, but in the next moment, Zhang Fan’s palm landed on his chest.
The man’s body flew backward, crashing into another person.
“Number Nine, what are you playing at?
You can’t even handle a kid,” another person bellowed angrily.
“Is that so?” Zhang Fan stomped his foot and leaped forward like a Flying Arrow, landing a punch directly on the man’s head.
Instantly, the man felt everything go dark before fainting.
“Looks like you’re not even as good as trash,” Zhang Fan said disdainfully after taking down two men.
Weak, so weak, as weak as a dog.
For heaven’s sake, at least try to block, to change hands.
“It’s like bullying a grade schooler,” Zhang Fan muttered under his breath.
Someone shouted, and soon, over a dozen people had encircled Zhang Fan.
Instantly, more than ten fists flew at Zhang Fan.
Zhang Fan said softly, then closed his eyes.
Hearing Shadows, he had practiced for a month.
Today, he wanted to see the fruits of his month’s labor.
“Damn, this kid actually dares to close his eyes,” an onlooker said.
“My God, someone call the police quickly, or else someone will get killed.
The Yi Family is going too far, he’s just a child,” a middle-aged man in patient attire burst out angrily.
“The Yi Family, to actually do such a thing, I can’t stand to watch this,” another said.
Hearing the surrounding discussions, Yi Tianxing was fuming.
Damn it, wasn’t it Yi Chuan who had his arms and a leg broken by this kid?
How come it’s suddenly his family who is seen as the bully?
His gaze held fast on Zhang Fan, convinced that he needed to break this kid’s limbs, or else the Yi Family’s face would be lost forever.
Fists like Wind, he threw himself at Zhang Fan.
Gao Qi was on edge this very moment as well.
A blind flurry of fists could kill even a master, let alone over a dozen of them.
And Zhang Fan was no master.
Just as the fists were about to connect with Zhang Fan’s head, his body began to contort.
Swerving left, swaying right, leaning forward, dodging back.
In a mere two seconds, he shifted his position dozens of times.
With a sudden flare of his eyes, Zhang Fan grabbed a hand and twisted.
Screams rang out in an instant.
“Let you all get a good thrill!” Zhang Fan said coldly, his palm slicing through the air like a blade.
Thunderclap Palm, even his own father had to dodge it out of respect.
“Crack, crack, crack!”
Moving with the Butterfly Dance Step, Zhang Fan’s palm struck as he maneuvered.
With immense Strength, anyone hit in the chest was sent flying backward.
Those who had been feeling sorry for Zhang Fan now widened their eyes in disbelief.
What the hell, is this a martial arts movie shoot?
Jesus, how are all these burly bodyguards such pushovers?
That’s not how you act a scene out.
Listening to the escalating screams, onlookers felt a chill creep up their spines.
As the last bodyguard was sent flying by Zhang Fan, Yi Tianxing began to panic.
“Hehehe, Yi Tianxing, weren’t you going to break my limbs?
Come on then,” Zhang Fan said with a chuckle, clapping his hands as he slowly walked toward Yi Tianxing.
Yi Tianxing’s Adam’s apple bobbed involuntarily as he took a step back.
“Kid, I don’t believe you’d dare to hit me,” Yi Tianxing braced himself, speaking coldly.
“Oh!” Zhang Fan nodded, walked up close to Yi Tianxing, raised his hand, and slapped Yi Tianxing across the face.
“Not dare to hit you?
Do you think you’re my boss?”