Chapter 170 Cousin, Help! I Was Beaten so Badly Just Now!

"Sorry, I'm not used to working with trash!"

Looking at an angle of forty-five degrees, when he said this sentence in a very flat tone, Yang Fan felt very refreshed, with a sense of domineering over the world and loneliness of being too cold at a high place, it feels very comfortable!

No wonder these geniuses always liked to look at him so condescendingly with contempt and disdain in the past. It turns out that the feeling of contempt for others is so refreshing!

Especially when Yang Fan saw that Huayue and Yanhan, the two proud sons of heaven who were used to being superior and used to subconsciously pretending to be arrogant, all turned into a scapegoat, and their eyes were full of anger but had to be suppressed, Yang Fan felt himself His life seems to have reached a climax.

Hi!

"This is the so-called genius! Heh, usually I can only step on those who are weaker than them, but I am different. I, Yang Fan, have always only stepped on the faces of geniuses. It's so awesome! It's so dick!"

Yang Fan was completely inflated. He, the "Shame of South China" who had been in the South China Martial Arts School for three years, had finally turned himself into a serf and sang, and he was finally completely awesome.

It's so cool to slap these geniuses in the face!

After saying a word, Yang Fan was still a little bit unsatisfied, and looked at Huayue and the three of them with disdain, and deliberately stretched his face forward, putting on an obscene look of dissatisfied and coming to hit me.

He was so angry that even Yan Han, who had always been extremely calm, couldn't help but wanted to put his forty-two-yard footprint on Yang Fan's face.

How arrogant!

He had never seen such an arrogant and domineering person!

In the past, when Yang Fan was a waste, their attitude towards Yang Fan was nothing more than ignoring him. When did Yang Fan point to other people's noses in front of everyone and say that others were waste?

The son is a Zhongshan wolf, and if he succeeds, he will be rampant!

This guy has been completely inflated, and his sudden increase in strength has completely unbalanced his mentality. Such a person is destined not to have any great achievements in the future, and he will definitely die quickly and miserably!

Yan Leng snorted, turned around and left, unwilling to put his face on someone else's cold ass.

Without relying on Yang Fan, he can still achieve good results in the resource scramble test, there is no need to bow down to others so humbly.

Zhao Chu also smiled awkwardly, and retreated to his position embarrassingly, pretending to pack his things.

In fact, from the very beginning, Zhao Chu was a little reluctant to invite Yang Fan, because that would be humiliating himself.

After the series of events that happened today, Zhao Chu thinks that he has seen Yang Fan's character clearly. This girl is a hedgehog who must take revenge. His mind is astonishingly small. All those who offended him seem to be revenged by him. There is no possibility of reconciliation at all.

Look at the things he did today, and what happened to those who offended him:

Song Zian is still lying on the hospital bed in the infirmary, half disabled, his mouth has been slapped to pieces by Xia Zixuan, and he can't even find the entrance to drink, let alone eat.

Huang Zhong was hypnotized in public and wept bitterly, slapped himself, lost all face, and was finally beaten half to death by Yang Fan's cousin. Like a quail, his self-confidence has been hit to the ground, and he probably won't be able to get out of it in this life.

Xia Zixuan even had a leg lost by Yang Fan, and in front of her master, Lao Tzu, she punched and exploded, even her flesh and blood were turned into powder and vaporized, dispersed in the air, it was so scary to think about it.

And Huayue, who is the culprit of all this, actually wants to win over this extremely cruel character at this time. In Zhao Chu's view, this is completely sending his face to the palm of others, and he was slapped It also deserves it.

No need to think about it, Yang Fan can even hypnotize a sixth-level martial artist like Huang Zhong. It is not too simple to know the truth from Song Zian or Xia Zixuan. It's strange to give Huayue a good face!

So just now,

Zhao Chu deliberately stood behind, just not wanting Huayue to be slapped in the face, so as not to splash his blood.

As expected, Yang Fan successfully slapped the faces of all three of them with just one sentence, embarrassment, shame, anger, resentment, and various emotions emerged in their hearts.

But they all know that Yang Fan's power is in full swing now, and there is another quasi-grandmaster standing up for him, so they can't be provoked.

Therefore, whether it was Yan Han or Zhao Chu, they all chose temporary tolerance and retreat.

Yang Fan is a hob meat now, even Xia Tian has nothing to do with him, so what can they do with him?

Quarrel, duel?

It seemed like that would only make it more embarrassing.

Among the three, only Huayue stood still, her flowery smile on her face gradually turned cold, and a icy murderous intent appeared in her eyes.

Ever since she was a child, no one has dared to insult her like this in front of her!

waste?

In front of those real geniuses, she may really be a waste, but Yang Fan, a trash who only has a rank of Fantie, what right does he have to despise her as a waste of a fifth rank of silver? !

"Yang Fan, do you think that with some progress in your cultivation, you are already very remarkable, don't you?"

"Do you think we kindly came here to invite you just to curry favor with you and rely on you?"

"Oh, naive!"

"I don't know what method you used to survive the master's oppression, but that doesn't mean how advanced your own strength is."

"Now, you are only at the eighth level of martial arts. Even if you have the bull boxing of the Dzogchen level, how many people can you beat? We invite you to join the group, it is for the sake of classmates, I can't bear you Being jointly bullied by other classes, it is for your sake, and it also thinks highly of you!"

"Since you are shameless, don't blame us for entering the trial ground. The three of us don't invite friendship with our classmates, and we will die!"

Huayue raised her head and said in a cold voice: "Also, even if a pheasant flies onto a branch by chance, it is still a pheasant. Don't take yourself too seriously, because that is all an illusion!"

After finishing speaking, the little girl turned around and tossed her hair, twisted her little butt arrogantly, and left.

As soon as Yang Fan curled his lips, did he become angry from embarrassment?

Compared with Yan Han and Zhao Chu, this Huayue is still much younger. She can't even control her emotions, so how promising can she be in the future?

"Awesome!" As soon as Huayue left, An Sheng rushed out from the side again, and gave Yang Fan a thumbs up with admiration on his face: "Brother Fan, what you said just now really touched my heart, listen It's so cool! It's so cool that I almost sprayed it just now!"

"I just want to teach these self-righteous geniuses a little lesson, isn't it just relying on their own talent to be better, and their family background to be better, so that they can be dragged like two to five or eight thousand people, and they can't look down on anyone who catches them. It's trash, it's so fucking fucked up!"

An Sheng couldn't understand these talented children from aristocratic families. Every time he saw these people put on a high-ranking look, bowed their heads and despised or even ignored him, An Sheng wanted to lift his foot His head was all stepped into his urine mud, and he was crushed vigorously.

Now, Yang Fan has finally fulfilled his long-cherished wish for many years.

"Sorry, I don't have the habit of cooperating with trash!", slapped the faces of these geniuses so swollen, it was better than being crushed in urine mud, just now I saw Huayue's ever-changing dead fish face , it was so exciting that An Sheng almost didn't pee directly!

"Okay, it's just a mouthful, do you really think they are trash?"

Yang Fan shook his head lightly. He was just annoyed at Huayue just now, so he couldn't hold back for a while.

Now that I think about it, I was really too inflated and arrogant just now, which is extremely inconsistent with his usual low-key and modest nature.

However, after releasing a map cannon, he felt really refreshed, his mood was extremely smooth, and his thoughts were unprecedentedly accessible, so he couldn't help but want to fight again.

It's a pity that these three people were too cowardly, Yan Han and Zhao Chu didn't even fart, they just withered.

That chick Huayue, even though she said so much, she is also stern and stern, just putting on a show, and there is no chance for him to raise her hand at all.

"Cut!" An Sheng pursed his lips, patting Yang Fan's flattery sparingly: "Brother Fan, they are trash! And they are trash!"

"One of the three of them counts as one. Who can advance to the sixth level in one day? And who can make the leap from spiritual awakening to the third level of a spiritual master in one day?"

"So what if you have a high talent? Don't you still have to drink the footwashing water from Brother Fan? In my opinion, a talent like Brother Fan is the real talent! The others are useless!"

Yang Fan couldn't help turning his head to look at An Sheng, and couldn't help raising his hand to pat him on the shoulder, what a guy, he has a future!

"Okay, it's almost time, I should go back." Yang Fan glanced at An Sheng, "And you, do you want to go back with me for a big meal?"

"Must! I haven't seen my uncles and aunts for a long time, I miss them a little bit!"

As soon as An Sheng straightened his chest, his chubby belly immediately protruded out. When it came to eating, this girl was more excited than anyone else.

"Are you sure?" Yang Fan raised his eyebrows slightly, "I just offended the city lord of East Chu City just now, a proper second-level master of the master, now go back with me, you are not afraid of encountering unknown accidents or assassination ?”

An Sheng shivered!

Nima, I was too busy looking after what I wanted to eat, how could I forget about this?

That old thing in Xia Tian is not easy to mess with. The eyes he looked at Yang Fan just now obviously had no good intentions. Maybe he would really do some tricks in the dark.

"I... I have nothing to be afraid of!" An Shengqiang calmed down: "My brother is a person with amulets, and he is not afraid of those monsters at all! If they really dare to make a move, I will show you when the time comes How can you show off your supernatural powers and kill them so much!"

An Sheng boasted so much that he didn't even write a draft. If he hadn't seen his shivering legs, Yang Fan might have believed it.

"Okay!" Yang Fan lightly smiled and patted him on the shoulder: "Brother, is he the kind of person who cheats on his own brothers, and drags you to be buried with him even though he knows it's dangerous?"

"I'll just go back by myself in a while. If you follow, it will be a burden. If you are really in danger, I will be distracted to take care of you. I can't run even if I want to."

An Sheng was so moved that he wanted to cry, this girl is the real brother.

I couldn't help but stepped forward to give Yang Fan a hug, and then my short legs twitched, and then ran away without a trace, as if I was deeply afraid that Yang Fan would suddenly regret it.

"This fat man is really unreliable!"

Yang Fan couldn't help shaking his head and chuckling, but he never expected An Sheng to help. After all, An Sheng himself was the one who came out to escape, and his strength was not even as good as his, so it was useless to count on it.

"Whoosh!"

Yang Fan was packing up his textbooks and stationery scattered on the ground, when suddenly out of the corner of his eye, he saw a small black thing flying towards him in the direction of the door of the classroom. He grabbed the little thing in his hand.

A small stone of unknown material, cold to the touch, hollowed out in the middle, and engraved with unknown lines on the outside.

"Brother Fan, this is what I call the amulet. Carry it on your body. It can save your life at a critical moment. I'll give it to you!"

The fat man who had just left went back and forth, standing in front of the classroom door and winking at Yang Fan, but no one could ignore the pain in his eyes.

"If you are a brother, don't refuse, let's go!"

Seeing that Yang Fan seemed about to open his mouth, An Sheng left a word and slipped away again.

Yang Fan was a little confused.

"Did I say that I would refuse? I just want to ask how to use this thing! This fat man, can you be more reliable?"

Yang Fan silently put the so-called amulet into his jacket pocket, turned his head to look, and confirmed that there was no one in the classroom anymore, then calmly squatted down, raised his hand and buried a little bit of the talisman that fell on the ground when Xia Zixuan was injured just now. A little dirty blood, some distastefully wiped a little bit on his forehead and the corners of his mouth.

Then he raised his hand and pulled his hair twice, making it messy, and held his breath again, making his face pale from lack of oxygen.

After making these preparations, Yang Fan gently opened his smart brain, which had been worn on his wrist, and found Wang Zhe's communication number.

Beep beep!

As soon as the call was connected, Yang Fan began to pretend to be extremely weak, crying for help before he even had time to see the figure on the other side: "Cousin, help me! I was beaten so badly just now! I almost I'm dead!"

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