Unparalleled Immortal Physician

Hearing ghosts and wolves howling for a while, Zhang Fan swung his beard and spun around in circles.

The bearded man wore big leather shoes, like two dumbbells, circling in the air, knocking people around him to the ground.

Like the autumn wind sweeping the fallen leaves, a few rounds of swinging down, more than a dozen people all lie down.

Zhang Fan threw the bearded man to the ground, stretched out his hand and picked up the people on the ground one by one, and slapped each of them twice.

How could this be two slaps in the face!

It was like a big shovel hit the face twice!

More than a dozen people, all of them had their teeth down, their mouths crooked, their nostrils sprayed blood, they were dizzy, they couldn't stand upright, some were kneeling, some were lying down, and some were beating each other in a daze.

Zhang Fan stood with his hips on one side, and after waiting for a long time, the group calmed down, weeping and kneeling in front of Zhang Fan, forming a half circle.

"My lord, you taught me a good lesson!"

"Master, your kung fu is invincible in the world!"

Only the bearded man was not convinced, and yelled viciously: "Boy, if you have the guts to leave your name! I will destroy your whole family in the future!"

Zhang Fan walked up to the bearded man with a smile on his face, "Do I need to tell you my name?"

As he spoke, he stretched out his hand and mentioned him, "Aren't you going to kill my whole family? Well, I'll ask you to join the Disabled Persons Association first, and then do whatever you want!"

After finishing speaking, lift your foot and kick.

"Crack-"

A crisp sound.

The bearded man's kneecap was completely shattered!

"Ah!" the bearded man covered his knees with his hands and cried out in pain.

"A broken knee belongs to the seventh-level disability. Do you think the level is not high? Or, I will give you a fourth-level disability and give you a wheelchair!"

The beard softened, and he fell to his knees on one leg, "Master, please forgive me, I don't dare, I don't dare."

"Haha, how dare you come here to blackmail people with just this piss?" Zhang Fan kicked him and asked, "Let me ask you, what exactly does the Meng family owe you?"

"No debt, no debt, on the contrary, Brother Meng often helped us when he was alive." The bearded man said.

"You ungrateful villains, I should have told you all to sit in wheelchairs, but I think you have families and parents, so I will forgive you this time. If you dare to harass Ms. Lin again—"

As Zhang Fan said, he turned around, put his arms around the big stone lion in front of the door, gently picked it up, and threw it on the ground.

"Ah!" More than a dozen people exclaimed.

"See it clearly, if you let me see it again, I will put you all under the lion's ass!" Zhang Fan shouted.

"Divine power, divine power!"

"Lend our courage, we dare not come again."

The crowd shouted.

"Get out!" Zhang Fan opened the door and shouted at them.

Seeing their lives, everyone ran out in a swarm.

Zhang Fan suddenly saw a few teeth on the ground, and shouted: "Damn, don't leave, pick up the teeth on the ground before leaving."

Everyone bent down one by one, looking for the tooth all over the floor, and when they were done, they brought it in front of Zhang Fan one after another: "Master, I found the tooth."

"Disgusting! Take it away!"

Everyone ran out of the gate one after another, and the bearded man also jumped out of the gate while hopping on one leg.

"Zhang Fan, thank you so much."

Lin Qiaomeng, who had been watching the battle by the door, never thought that Zhang Fan's skill was so good that he easily beat all the gangsters away.

A heart is beating wildly.

She rushed forward all of a sudden, unable to control her emotions, she threw herself into Zhang Fan's arms, hugging his waist tightly, her eyes clouded with tears.

Zhang Fan opened his two arms straight, not daring to hug this soft body.

This woman is so charming, if she hugs her, her emotions will definitely be uncontrollable.

I had no choice but to stretch out my hand, patted her shoulder lightly, and comforted me: "Sister Meng, it's okay, they dare not come again."

Lin Qiaomeng still lay tightly in his arms, whispering: "Xiaofan, you are really a hero."

"Sister Meng, I'm just stupid."

"Who are you lying to? I can see clearly from the side. Your skills are incredible."

Being embraced by such a fragrant young woman, Zhang Fan knew that something was about to happen, and he felt very confused: once the emotional floodgate was opened, how would it end in the future?

Zhou Yunzhu, who agreed to meet once a week, is enough to deal with it. Add Lin Qiaomeng, a delicate and pretty widow, Hanhua. Where will Hanhua be?

No!

I'm not the captain of the firefighting team in the emotional crisis of a young woman!

Can't show mercy everywhere.

"Supper, I won't eat. Just now I got a call from home, a villager in the village had a high fever, and asked me to go back to the village to hang a hanging bottle!"

As Zhang Fan said, he put his hands behind his back, gently grasped her jade hand, and tried to break it apart.

Lin Qiaomeng straightened up in disappointment, and said with teary eyes, "In that case, I won't keep you anymore. Someday, I'll treat you to dinner."

Seeing her teary eyes, Zhang Fan couldn't bear it, gritted his teeth, and walked away cruelly.

When starting the car, Lin Qiaomeng stuffed a black plastic bag through the window and said, "This is a snack. Eat it when you're hungry on the road."

Then he smiled and waved at him.

Zhang Fan drove all the way home and it was already twelve o'clock at night.

Pushing open the door and entering the room, she saw Hanhua sitting at the table, resting her chin on her hands in a daze.

Seeing Zhang Fan's sudden return, she was overwhelmed with joy and leaped towards him like a bird, and fell into his arms.

A pair of small hands wrapped around his waist, scratching and scratching, and said in a trembling voice: "Xiao Fan, Xiao Fan, I thought you wouldn't be coming back tonight."

The same beauties rushed into his arms, Lin Qiaomeng and Hanhua gave Zhang Fan completely different feelings.

"It's so late, why don't you sleep?"

"I worry"

"What are you worried about? It's just a few little thieves. I beat them away with three punches and two kicks. You still don't know my kung fu?"

"I'm worried" Hanhua hesitated to speak.

Zhang Fan actually understood what she was going to say, but he just pretended to be confused and didn't want to bring up that topic.

"Are you hungry, I'll get you some food." Hanhua let go of Zhang Fan.

"No, the supper I brought back."

As Zhang Fan said, he put the plastic bag in his hand on the table and opened it.

Inside are two stainless steel lunch boxes.

"Come on, Hanhua, you're hungry too. We each have a box, and we have the strength to make a human when we're full." Zhang Fan smiled and opened the lunch box.

Stunned:

Inside the lunch box are not meals, but four stacks of brand new banknotes!

You look at me, I look at you, each with deep emotion.

"This..." Hanhua hesitated to speak, looking at Zhang Fan, there was a very complicated element in her eyes.

Zhang Fan couldn't help feeling a little guilty, and said softly, "This should be a reward from a friend."

"Which friend? You are very generous to you." Hanhua said in a toneless way.

Zhang Fan took out stacks of banknotes and placed them on the table: 4 yuan.

Look at the bottom of the lunch box, there is an envelope.

"Letter?" Hanhua cried out, thinking to herself: Could it be a love letter?

Zhang Fan became nervous, his heart beating like a drum: It's broken, this Lin Qiaomeng can really do it!

What would Hanhua think if she wrote something that shouldn't be written in the letter?