The fourth master's laughter immediately stopped like an old rooster with a piece of meat stuck in its neck.
He raised his hand and grabbed Chen Fan's hand in a claw shape, trying to pry Chen Fan's hand away, but Chen Fan's hand did not move at all, and it was like an iron clamp clamping around his neck.
His face darkened slightly. He stretched out his other hand, clenched it into a fist, and smashed it hard into Chen Fan's abdomen.
But just when his fist was halfway there, Chen Fan's other hand suddenly intercepted his fist and grabbed his wrist.
Chen Fan had a ferocious smile on his face, then he slowly exerted force and spun.
"Ugh!"
The fourth master cried out in pain.
He desperately tried to pull his hand out, but the next moment, the big hands that were holding his neck exerted force at the same time.
He felt suffocated. Without oxygen, his face quickly turned red and then purple.
The veins on his forehead bulged and his mouth was wide open, like a fish out of water trying hard to breathe but unable to get a single breath of oxygen.
The strength to struggle was instantly reduced by more than half.
Chen Fan pinched his wrist and slowly applied force again.
“Uh, no…don’t!!”
The Fourth Master's eyes, almost bulging out of their sockets, looked at Chen Fan pleadingly, with regret and deep fear in his eyes.
At this moment, Chen Fan was like the god of death who was taking his life.
The horrifying breath of death enveloped him like a tide, suffocating him, and his heart seemed to have stopped beating.
Chen Fan looked calmly at the pleading Fourth Master.
The strength in my hands is gradually increasing.
This sudden scene made countless people stunned.
Although the Fourth Master is a weakling, he is tall and strong, and he also practices martial arts. Normally, three or five people are no match for him, but why is he like a weakling when fighting with Chen Fan today?
When Kunsa saw this scene, there was no expression on his face.
His next in command, Hei Huang, watched this scene with an equally expressionless face, but a hint of excitement flashed in his eyes as he looked at Chen Fan.
“Stop! Stop!”
At this moment, a hoarse voice sounded, and the mouse stood up with an angry look on his face.
"Little bastard, let Xiao Si go!"
Hearing the mouse's words,
Chen Fan suddenly leaned close to the Fourth Master's ear and whispered, "I originally just wanted to stop here, but your godfather is a bit annoying. Now the first thing he does is not think about how to protect you, but to irritate me.
This shows that your status in his heart is not that good!
Ah, that's right.
After all, he was just a godson. If this godson was gone, wouldn't countless people want to be his godsons just by waving his hand? By then, who would still remember the little Fourth Master who almost died in my hands for him?
Don’t you think so? So, if you want to blame someone, blame your godfather! "
At the end, Chen Fan's face turned grim.
He suddenly exerted force on his hands and twisted it hard!
Snap!
"ah!!!"
There was a sound of bones breaking mixed with the screams of the Fourth Master.
Snap!
Chen Fan let go of his hand, and the Fourth Master fell to the ground, holding his hands and wailing.
At this time, his left hand was hanging limply from the wrist, and it was obvious that the bone was broken.
He lay on the ground, wailing in pain, tears coming out of his eyes.
"Xiao Si? Xiao Si!!"
The mouse quickly came to Xiao Si's side and looked at Xiao Si's obviously broken hand. The mouse's face was full of resentment.
He didn't see it.
The Fourth Master, who was wailing in pain, had a look of pain and hatred in his eyes.
"It's all your fault, you old bastard. If it weren't for you, my hand wouldn't be broken!!"
The mouse could not see the hatred of the Fourth Master. He looked up at Chen Fan:
"Chen Bufan, you are so cruel! Xiao Si just wanted to spar with you, but you broke one of his hands!"
"Puchi, Fourth Master, this is the Black Triangle, this is the Kunsa Group. Do you think you can survive here if you're not ruthless? Or did we, the Fourth Master, make our fortune by being kind and merciful?"
Chen Fan chuckled, his face full of sarcasm.
"you.........."
The mouse choked again.
"Yes, Fourth Brother, Xiaofan is right. In our line of work, we have to be ruthless. Without ruthlessness, we can't succeed! You are already so old, how come you can't see things as clearly as a child?"
At this moment, Uncle Cai on the side smiled and said, "Finish the job!"
“You…you guys…”
The mouse was furious, but there was nothing he could do. Finally, he turned to look at Kunsa and said, "Brother, you don't want to do anything about it?"
"Drink! Everyone drink!"
Khun Sa didn't answer the rat. Instead, he raised his glass and looked at everyone. His attitude was obvious, and everyone had different expressions. They also raised their glasses and said, "Let's toast, Big Brother!"
The mouse looked at Kunsa with resentment, and then looked at Chen Fan with resentment.
Finally, he looked at the wailing Fourth Master, his eyes filled with hatred for his lack of fighting spirit: "Waste!"
He uttered two words and returned to his seat.
Today, because the Fourth Master had made him lose face in front of so many people, he didn't care about the Fourth Master at all.
Hearing the rats' insults,
The resentment and hatred in the Fourth Master's eyes almost burst out.
But Lao Shu still thought that the object of the resentment and hatred in the eyes of the Fourth Master was Chen Fan, so he didn't take it seriously.
The moment I picked up the wine glass,
The atmosphere in the whole villa reached a climax, everyone toasted each other, talked and laughed,
No one cared about the Fourth Master who had a broken hand and was wailing in the middle of the villa.
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