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Chen Fan, who rushed outside the door, burst into anger. The 18-year-old young man in the jacket darted to dive his head into the door of the car, turning back and forth like a pangolin looking for food.

"You're so tired of you?" Chen Fan rushed to the front and slammed before hitting his opponent's back with a fist.

"Boom" with a muffled noise, like defeating Ge.

Without even humming, the young man in the jacket knocked down to the ground, shrinking to the ground like a carp landing on the shore, and his mouth closed one by one.

Not far away, there were three Uighur men with curly hair and gloomy eyes leaning against the corner of the wall. They were paying attention to it. At first glance, the Lord dare to start, and immediately spit out the cigarette in his mouth. Ran over.

"∮♂ ￥ ず ど ......" Three Uighur men with a gymnastic physique, each with a cold bronze Yingjisha scimitar from their arms.

A Uighur man approached him and was about to reach out to grab Chen Fan's collar.

I saw a shadow at first glance, Chen Fan pulled out from the waist like a black swarthy Kunwu dagger across the neck of the other party.

"ず ど" The man groaned in his mouth, his neck crooked, and Yingjisha's scimitar shimmering in his hand cut off Chen Fan's chest.

Chen Fan was shocked on his face. He really didn't expect this man to be so fierce. He dared to resist with the knife all over his neck.

"Be careful" Wu Ruoyu who came forward at this time saw this scene and immediately screamed to remind Chen Fan.

Chen Fan moved slightly.

Uh!

The dark Kunwu dagger flew like fire and firefly, and he started to move.

"Clang ~" The well-made Yingjisha machete was cut off by Chen Fan, Kunwu daggers were not cast, the blade easily cut the sheepskin jacket of the Uyghurs, and a broken blade was accompanied by blood and was rendered beside him On the banyan tree, there were no screams, only a splash of water.

Just now, the two were stubborn and the expression on their faces was like suddenly seeing Chen Fan pull the collar, and then exposed the green tights with red s printed on his chest.

"Ah ~" Their guts were just bigger than hernias, but now they are not even as good as a needle tip. It was all a pair of Alzheimer's eyes that looked directly at Chen Fan and the Kunwu Dagger in Chen Fan's hands.

It is important to know that the Ingesha knives made by traditional craftsmanship are carefully shaped and made of fine steel by craftsmen. Their texture is like beautiful jade in steel, sharp and beautiful. The craftsmen checked the standard of a qualified small knife, and used the blade to scrape the iron bar. If you can see the iron filings rising, but the blade has not collapsed and rolled the blade, this knife is not humiliating.

The Enjisha scimitar worn by this man is not a substandard product produced by the Blackheart Workshop, but an authentic handmade product.

In his elephant, the knife in Chen Fan's hand is even connected to the grand and grand Gurbon festival. The heroes obtained from the heroes contested by the various races are not comparable to it.

A man with a long gully opened in the chest, bursting out with cockroach-like tenacious vitality, one turned over and climbed from the ground, and his hands ran staggeringly over the chest to the distance, Chen Fan said nothing, catching up Going is a kick kick, kicking a full gourd,

This big man really deserves the physique of the gym. With the inertia of Chen Fan's foot, he actually swayed and climbed up, spreading his feet in a stride, and even the shadow was gone in a blink of an eye. The blood that came out, and the red traces on Chen Fan's clothes.

The remaining two men exchanged their eyes with a grin, and both felt signs of the other's eye bursting. Then he dragged the little young man lying on the ground very tacitly, and while Chen Fan hadn't turned around, he ran away without a shadow.

"Have you ever been hurt there?" Wu Ruoyu, who changed from extreme shock, came to Chen Fan with a few trots.

"No!" Chen Fan reinserted the Kunwu dagger that was not contaminated with a little **** smell back into the scabbard, and then quickly opened the cockpit to dust off the glass.

"Get on the bus and leave, wait for the police to catch it?"

"Ah ~" Wu Ruoyu was taken aback by Chen Fan's big voice, and quickly got into the co-pilot.

"Don't all say that the Uighurs are hardworking, kind, and simple? I didn't expect to encounter a few lunatics today, and dare to smash the car glass on the road." Chen Fanyi smashed his fist indignantly. Until now, I haven't even touched it, but was smashed the glass by a group of Uighurs.

"That small group of people, like us, the hard-working and brave Uighurs, of course, also have some scum. But compared to the whole, these criminals who have committed crimes throughout the country are after all a very rare case."

Wu Ruoyu clutched his chest and said with a terrified expression: "In fact, if they insult the Uighurs' reputation, they will definitely be caught by the honest" Imam "or" Immam "and chop off their fingers to show punishment! "

"So ruthless?" Chen Fan's hands holding the steering wheel did not tremble freely.

Chop your fingers ~ What a shocking means of profiteering, although profiteering is not a good thing, but profiteering can show a certain degree of majesty to the greatest extent.

"Well, they spurned these criminals more than we did."

"By the way, why did you go out and still have a dagger? Are you afraid that the last few people in the shop will seek revenge?" Wu Ruoyu stared at Chen Fan's back waist like a little baby full of curiosity: "Aren't you bragging, throwing those people into the sea?"

"What if they are swimming up?" Chen Fan was too lazy to explain why he had to put a dagger on his body, and he would follow Wu Ruoyu's tone.

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Chen Fan had good luck, and he didn't see half of the policeman's shadow when he waited for him to return to the park.

After sending Wu Ruoyu away, Chen Fan squatted in the garage and looked at the car without glass with a distressed look.

"Boss, how did the glass get smashed?" Wang Bing came out of the guest room and said with a whisper: "Is it impossible to go without systematic driving training."

"Fart ~" Chen Fan stood up and pointed to a little blood stain on his body: "This was smashed by a few bold robbers while eating. When I rushed out, they dare to stab me with a knife. Fortunately, People, cut them backhand. "

"So crazy?" Wang Bing stared at his big eyes.

"It's just so crazy. If I hadn't stopped them, I would be the one to hang out tonight."

"Then how can you let him run away?" Wang Bing's face was grim and rogue: "Should hold him and let him lose money! If we break a glass, we have to let him lose ten."

"Right, how was the man chopped by you? Is the knife deep?"

"It should not be light, my chest was marked with such a long mouth." Chen Fanlian said with a gesture.

"Then I guess he has to go to the hospital. Let's go to the nearby hospital tonight and find him. He has to cut two more knives to vent the fire."

"Aren't you too troublesome and still trying to get around?" Chen Fan glanced at Wang Bing: "Tomorrow you will drive the car to the repair shop to reinstall the glass."

"Eh ~" Wang Bing stroked the injured BMW with a painful face, as if the hammer hit her not the car, but the face of her wife.

Back in the bedroom, Chen Fan was in a heartbroken face while lying in bed. If possible, he was even willing to help the BMW car with that hammer.

"Dingling Bell ~"

At this moment, the mobile phone in Chen Fan's pocket rang.

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Huang Yan, the seventh generation of Huang Feihong's son-in-law, was taken to a world by a piece of ancient jade, destined to start his legendary life