Rushing all the way down.

Leaning on the memories of past lives.

Qin Fan easily parked the SUV with a broken glass outside the gate of the Tang Club.

Look at the familiar license plate number.

The two members of the staff who were in charge of guarding the door of the clubhouse frowned.

Who is this guy who popped up out of nowhere?

How did he drive this car?

"Stop, who are you?" In the midst of hesitation, a man who reached out in front of him at the moment Qin Fan stepped in the door, and asked with a wary expression.

Qin Fan shook his head and smiled contemptuously.

The next moment.

Without warning, he kicked forward.

The two men felt an afterimage waving over them in the blink of an eye!

Bang!!!

A roaring tremor rang out.

The man who stopped in front of Qin Fan flew out upside down like a movie!

It wasn't until it hit the wall that it stopped flying and fell!

A mouthful of blood spurted out of his mouth!

His facial features twisted into a ball and fell to the ground in pain, his five fingers grasping the heart like a knife and groaning!

"Where is Zhao Yuhao?"

didn't even bother to look at the tragic man, for Qin Fan, stepping on an ant, did the high-flying Shura Tianzun still need to care about the other party's feelings?

For this deterrent object sent to the door, Qin Fan, who was too lazy to break up so much nonsense, directly used the most primitive way to enter the topic.

What surprised Qin Fan was that under his deterrence and opening.

The first thing the man who was fine chose was to turn around and run!

Shouted loudly, "Someone is making trouble!"

"Hey!"

Qin Fan smiled sadly and shook his head.

Why is this person always so ignorant of current affairs?

Run?

Can you run?

Look at the back of that panic and fear.

Qin Fan rushed forward with both feet, as if he was shuttling and flying.

In a breath, he rushed behind the other party, quickly grabbed him by the back of the neck, and jokingly, "I'm sorry, you gave up a chance to be safe!

The words fell, and in the smile on his face, he seemed to throw debris.

Grabbing the back of the man's neck, his right hand flicked forward!

Bang---

The man had the most intimate contact with the wall!

With his fall, the nosebleeds and mouth bleeds, and the blood bursting out of his forehead and mouth seemed to flutter up without money.

"Beauty, they don't want to say, can you tell me where Comrade Zhao Yuhao is?"

Walking all the way to the front desk, Qin Fan asked with a harmless grin at the bewitching front desk staff.

"Eight, eighth floor!"

The front desk lady, who had already been frightened by Qin Fan's two blows, blurted out involuntarily.

"Thanks, good--don't be afraid!"

Although he seems to be only a teenager, Qin Fan's style is extremely old.

After saying that, he smiled and stretched out his hand to pat the pretty face of the girl at the front desk.

Only then did he walk towards the elevator passage in a dashing manner.

And at this time.

After the previous sound of someone coming to make trouble, the people of the clubhouse were also in place.

There is no armament.

It's all a strong man with bulging muscles.

There were more than a dozen people who walked towards Qin Fan with a fierce face.

"The saddest thing in this world is to die!"

Look at the fearless ones rushing in front of you.

Qin Fan shook his head and smiled, and rushed into the crowd with a slap.

Sweep it out with a slap!

A slap containing true qi slammed into the face of the man in front of him, and several biao men fell down in the collision like dominoes!

In the midst of this horrific slap.

The rest of the people all reflexively stopped!

stared at the brass bell-like bull in disbelief.

With this kind of strength in the face, what kind of force realm does this have to be?

Seeing that the other party didn't dare to move anymore, Qin Fan didn't bother to do anything to these ants again.

A leisurely stroll walked past them.

I opened the elevator and walked in in style.

So far, the internal security of those clubs has never been able to ease up.

There are a lot of awesome people, but it is unheard of that a slap can knock over several strong men who are no less than one hundred and sixty pounds!

Eighth floor.

The moment the elevator rang.

Zhao Yuhao, who was addicted to the tea ceremony, had to study it no matter what happened or not, and turned back sharply.

He received the news of someone making trouble at the bottom as soon as he received the report.

I thought that the internal security of the club would be enough to solve the problem, but this is such a guy?

Does this mean that the internal security underneath has been solved?

But how long has it been?

Is there a minute before and after?

"Are you here to make trouble?" Zhao Yuhao's hand rubbed the lion's head and paused, his face was as majestic as a mountain in this situation, I have to say, quite a bit of a big man's demeanor.

did not answer Zhao Yuhao.

Qin Fan smiled coldly.

Walking leisurely towards him.

Swish---

A pistol that he carried with him was taken out by Zhao Yuhao.

Directly facing Qin Fan.

Zhao Yuhao, who faintly felt a little uneasy in Qin Fan's expression, said abruptly, "Who are you?"

"Qin Fan!"

Qin Fan grinned.

"The Qin family's abandoned son, why are you!"

As if listening to something incredible, Zhao Yuhao's hand holding the gun trembled slightly.

The abandoned son of the Qin family, recognized as the number one wreck in Jiangzhou's upper class, not only slipped out from under the people he sent out, but also hit the Tang Club?

This---

Surely this is not a joke of the century?

Surely this is not an illusionary fantasy?

"Hehe--"

Qin Fan snorted lightly.

He waved his head at Zhao Yuhao with disdain, and then reached out and put it on the pistol that was being held by Zhao Yuhao.

"Stop!" Zhao Yuhao shouted as he felt the contemptuous disdain.

Think that his dignified Lingnan grandfather's Tianzi head horse is now despised and disdained by the Qin family's abandoned son who is famous in Jiangzhou for his reputation as waste?

What a joke it has to be!

At this moment, he felt the urge to shoot.

"Zhao Yuhao, I believe you have the courage to shoot, come on--let!"

Qin Fan snorted noncommittally and grabbed the body of the gun directly.

He has 10,000 ways to grab a gun, but what he wants is the process of Zhao Yuhao becoming desperate in fear!

"Look for death!"

If Qin Fan was still a child of the Qin family, maybe he still had scruples about not daring to shoot.

But it's a pity that Qin Fan is a lost dog who was driven away by the Qin family, this kind of waste, if you kill it, you will kill it!

With Ye Jizu as his backing, he doesn't need to think!

The index finger was lightly clasped in the cruel laughter.

Bang---

The sound of bullets depopping out of the chamber sounded!

It's just that the bloody scene that Zhao Yuhao imagined not only did not happen.

On the contrary, something happened that made his brain suddenly go blank!

I saw that after the bullet left the gun's hole, it was actually suspended and stood in front of Qin Fan's body.

This---

How is this possible!

At this moment, Zhao Yuhao couldn't help but think of the martial artist!

It's just that if you let the bullets hang in the air like this, what kind of cultivation does it have to be to do it?

He had seen the dark strength beside Old Man Ye, and the martial artist Wang Lu.

I have also witnessed the horror of this dark powerhouse.

But to do this, he was sure it would never be possible.

Further up --

That is the peak of dark energy, the Realm Grandmaster?

No way!!!

That's the joke of the century of nonsense!