kid Ye Fan Fatty opened the message and finished it quickly. The corners of his mouth twitched, pulling out a faint smile.Bingbing, I'll see you soon. Fatty's chubby fingers flew across the phone keyb...Chapter 1: Main Text

Section 102: The Strongest (Part 2)

To the Strongest (Part 2)

(1) If you hit his body, it's worth 100,000 dollars. Just one blow is enough.

However, at this moment, Ye Fan, who was completely enraged, had become a completely different person. The thug's machete hadn't even swung halfway when the watermelon knife in his hand instantly slid across the man's neck, spraying a jet of crimson blood. The thug's movements froze instantly. His body, which was originally charging forward, fell directly backward due to inertia. Ye Fan darted past him, and before the second thug could raise his blade, he swiftly thrust the watermelon knife into his abdomen with his backhand.

"Hmph!" At this moment, a thug's blade slashed across his shoulder. It didn't penetrate the bone, just cutting through his skin, revealing bright red blood. Ye Fan turned his head fiercely, glaring at the thug. Before the thug could even feel excited, he felt a pair of eyes like wild beasts staring at him, an inexplicable chill running down his spine. Then, Ye Fan took a step forward and appeared directly in front of him, launching a punch with all his might.

“Bang!” With a heavy punch, Ye Fan smashed his fist into the thug’s bridge of the nose. Everyone heard a crisp “crack” as his nasal bone shattered instantly. His body flew backward uncontrollably, crashing into those behind him. Ye Fan had already started sprinting, taking several steps forward to keep up with the thug. Just as the thug was about to land, he suddenly leaped into the air and delivered a powerful kick to the man's chest.

"Crack..." The thug's chest was kicked in, leaving a dent and the sound of his broken breastbone sent shivers down the spines of all the other thugs. The thug continued flying through the air after being kicked and crashed into seven or eight people before landing heavily on the ground, where he breathed no more.

Ye Fan didn't even glance at him. He moved, continuing to rush towards Lin Qiang. With lightning speed, he grabbed the arm of a thug and continued forward. With a wrist pull, there was a "crack" sound from the thug's arm. It was twisted into a messy shape by Ye Fan, with white bones exposed. The miserable scream echoed throughout the night.

Next, Ye Fan let go with one hand and came to another thug. He kicked the weapon out of the thug's hand with one foot, then grabbed the thug's hair and pulled him down. He suddenly lifted his right knee and slammed it hard into the thug's bridge of the nose. The thug's bridge of the nose shattered instantly.

"Bang..." Another steel pipe smashed into Ye Fan's back. Ye Fan suddenly turned his head, grabbed the steel pipe, and glared fiercely at the hooligan. Facing Ye Fan's terrifying eyes, the hooligan shivered inexplicably, instinctively loosened his grip on the steel pipe, and his body was about to retreat. Ye Fan had already clenched the steel pipe tightly, and with all his strength, he smashed it towards the hooligan's head.

“Bang!” The steel pipe slammed heavily on the man’s head. His skull shattered like a watermelon hit by an iron rod, with white brains and bright red blood mixing together and splattering everywhere.

Several thugs who were about to approach saw this scene and were instantly terrified. They had hacked people before, and some had even killed people, but they had never seen a human head smashed into this shape. Many of the thugs couldn't help but drop their weapons and cover their stomachs, vomiting violently.

Ye Fan seized this opportunity and swiftly dashed toward Lin Qiang. Seeing Ye Fan charge towards him, Lin Qiang was already pale with fright. He retreated frantically while shouting desperately, “Stop... Stop Zhu Hu, stop Zhu Hu...”

But at this time, these hooligans had already been frightened out of their wits by Ye Fan. Seeing Ye Fan charging like a demon god, who would dare to intercept him In an instant, they all scattered to both sides. Ye Fan almost effortlessly arrived in front of Lin Qiang.

Seeing this fellow who kept causing trouble time and time again, Ye Fan grabbed his collar and slapped him hard across the face.

"With a crisp crack, five distinct fingerprints appeared on Lin Qiang's face instantly. Then, another slap landed, leaving another set of five fingerprints on his other side. Soon, his entire face was swollen. However, Ye Fan was far from satisfied. He clenched his fist suddenly and punched him in the bridge of the nose. The nasal bone shattered instantly, spraying bright red blood. Ye Fan's knuckles also felt a sharp pain, but he seemed oblivious to it. He grabbed Lin Qiang's arm tightly. Lin Qiang, due to inertia, was about to fly backwards, but was forcefully pulled back by Ye Fan. Then, with a twist, "

"Crack..." With a sound, Lin Qiang's left arm was twisted off directly. The white bones pierced out from the flesh, looking terrifying.

"Ah..." A mournful cry came from Lin Qiang's mouth, and his body involuntarily knelt down. However, Ye Fan suddenly raised his right knee and slammed another knee strike onto Lin Qiang's lips. Lin Qiang's teeth shattered under Ye Fan's blow, pieces of them clattering to the ground while others were stuck inside his mouth.

And his body also fell backward, heavily landing on the ground. Ye Fan grabbed his left foot and pulled it upward. Following a twist, another sound of bone shattering echoed, along with Lin Qiang's agonizing screams that were beyond words. At this moment, Lin Qiang was even worse off than dead. The excruciating pain from his arms, nose bridge, and calf made him faint, only to be jolted back to consciousness by the agony.

Ye Fan's anger seemed to ease a little when he had completely incapacitated Lin Qiang with his own hands. He stood straight, breathing heavily, having delivered several fatal blows in succession. He was exhausted himself, but at this moment, no one dared to step forward and fight him.

What about ten million dollars What about being Jun Shao's direct subordinate If you don't even have a life, what else matters

At that moment, the scene was surprisingly silent. Apart from Lin Qiang's cries of pain, even the other wounded had fallen silent, their mouths agape as they stared dumbfoundedly at Ye Fan...

Can he really just be a college student How can he fight so fiercely, even more than us

ps: Two updates today, I fell asleep last night, really sorry... Total 4 96090, created on 2013-9-30m willing to give all my one year’s salary to them.”A year's salary was a considerable expense for Huang Amo, but compared to his lifeline, it was insignificant. Besides his regular salary, he also ha...