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When he thought about what happened in the past, the anger in Chen Fan's heart flared up again, "That's right, I have never been bullied like this before. "I'll do whatever you say."

"Alright, we'll just find a few people to fight with them. We can't lose our momentum when we lose, we must get revenge for our aunt."

In fact, Zhang Le had already planned in his heart. He would spend some money to find a group of people, and with him and Chen Fan, he would argue with the person who was bullying Chen Fan.

If they couldn't explain the reasoning, then they could only see the truth on their fists. In any case, they couldn't swallow their anger down.

Zhang Le immediately contacted his former classmates.

Previously, he had had a few classmates who hadn't studied since graduating from high school, and had then been messing around in society.

The advantage of having this kind of classmate was that when they needed to find someone to cause trouble, they would make a phone call.

However, the downside was that if they really had to fight, they might not be able to help, but at least it would be good for them.

Zhang Le thought.

Just that afternoon, Zhang Le and Wang Lihong had already gathered more than a dozen people by calling for their good friends.

These dozens of people were around the same age as Zhang Le and the others, they had all come out early to mix in with the society.

Actually, Zhang Le and the others were also very clear that if they were to go up and fight, their fighting capabilities would probably be reduced to dregs. That was why when they called these people over, it would only be to boost their numbers. Even if they were to fight head on, they might not necessarily fight.

In fact, Zhang Le and the others thought the same, the enemy might have more people, but their fighting strength was very high. When the time came, they could directly beat their boss and win the battle.

Just like how the key to playing the League of Legends game wasn't how many soldiers you killed, but how many you had to push out of the tower.

Their big brother was the Tower of the League of Legends. When the time came, Zhang Le only needed to get rid of this big brother and the rest of the things would be easy to handle.

Zhang Le drove his own car, and inside the car sat a few people. The other dozens of people got into a van together. The capacity of a domestic van was indeed first-class.

Because Wang Lihong had never driven such a good car before, he sat in the front seat and had Wang Lihong drive it.

The group of people majestically headed off to find the big brother in charge of the underworld. This underworld boss actually has a name, Brother Hammer. There were also dozens of people under his command.

Their base of operations was located on a small street in the northwest corner of the city. In fact, there were other gangs on that street. Usually, the people under their command would idle around in various parts of the city, doing things like stealing chickens and dogs.

Gather together when there's a group event, and this street is their headquarters.

"Zhang Le, don't say that it feels different when you're driving a good car," Wang Lihong said excitedly as he drove, he did not realize that they were actually fighting right now. If they couldn't beat him in a fight, they might even lose their lives.

"Watch out for the path, don't be too happy, we haven't arrived yet, and ended up on this path, that's disgraceful," Zhang Le reminded as he looked at his phone.

Because the God Erlang just sent him a message, he was looking through it.

God Erlang's message to him was like this, "Brother, thank you so much. Ever since you sent me a few boxes of ointment, the pain in my body lessened greatly."

When Zhang Le saw this message, he remembered that the last time he sent the ointment to God Erlang was a few days ago. Originally, these people only wanted to give it a try, but they didn't think that there would be such a good result. At that time, he didn't have any other methods.

Therefore, Zhang Le replied the God Erlang: "It's nothing much, no need to thank me."

God Erlang immediately replied after receiving the message, "Brother, it's like this. Because the effects of this ointment are really good, I really want you to give me a few days of treatment. because it's been really busy lately. "

So it turns out that this God Erlang seemed to be doing pretty good, and wanted Zhang Le to give him a few more sets. Because what he had previously, was already used up.

Originally, it was a small matter, but because Zhang Le was busy fighting, it was inconvenient.

Therefore, Zhang Le replied to the God Erlang, "Master Erlang, actually, getting a few sets of ointments for you is not that difficult. However, I have encountered some troubles today, so I might not be able to send some ointments over for the time being. "I'll send it to you as soon as I'm done."

After replying to God Erlang, Zhang Le prepared to keep his phone in his bag. He did not plan to bring his phone to fight, because if he accidentally broke his phone later, then he would not be able to use it anymore on QQ.

But when Zhang Le placed the phone back into his bag, God Erlang replied him, "Brother, I like straightforward people like you. When the time comes, you can get me some ointment, but now that you are in trouble, I can't just stand by and watch. What can I do for you?"

Seeing this reply, Zhang Le immediately became excited, he felt as if he had found his last life saving straw of grass, the God Erlang's fighting strength is obvious to all, with his help, maybe I can defeat that bunch of underworld people.

He immediately told God Erlang about how he helped his friend find revenge for his mother.

When God Erlang heard Chen Fan, she went to find the big bro of the underworld for her mother's matter, and immediately agreed to help him.

From this, it could be seen how filial he was. Now that he heard that Chen Fan had gone to find revenge for his mother, how could he just stand by and watch without doing anything.

"Zhang Le, I will teach you my eight and nine profound art, I hope you can use this technique to help your friend get back at him, and find an explanation for his mother," God Erlang replied.

Not long later, Zhang Le received a folder. The name is eight and nine profound art.

Although he had never heard of this eight and nine profound art, the fact that the God Erlang's fighting strength could be compared with Sun Wukong's proved that he was not weak.

Actually, what Zhang Le did not know was that this eight and nine profound art actually had another name, which was change 72. The reason God Erlang was able to tie with Sun Wukong in battle was because they practiced the same cultivation method.

Because a person who cultivates the eight and nine profound art and a person who cultivates the 72 Transformations, the nature of the martial arts he cultivates is actually the same.

The moment Zhang Le received the folder, he immediately clicked it open, and suddenly felt a ray of light shooting towards his chest, his entire person felt as if he was struck by lightning, his blood vessels seemed to have been opened, and his entire body felt an inexhaustible power.

Even his senses had become abnormally sensitive.

"The eight and nine profound art indeed does live up to its name, and I feel like my entire being has risen to a higher level," Zhang Le could not help but exclaim.

Seated in the driver's seat, Wang Lihong saw Zhang Le's violent tremble, and looked at her with a strange gaze as he asked: "Who are you talking to, it can't be that you're scared, right? Right now, I'm extremely excited, I really want to teach you a lesson earlier."

"I'm not trembling from fear. Don't get too excited, just be sure that you've been able to do it." Zhang Le felt that he had become a completely different person. At this moment, he was extremely confident, but he still shrugged his shoulders helplessly.

Zhang Le did not want them to underestimate their enemy. This was because they didn't know what kind of outrageous actions the other side might take.

Just tell everyone to be careful not to act recklessly.

Soon, the group arrived at the small street at the northwest corner of the city. This street was indeed filled with different types of people.

Before they came, Zhang Le and the others had already asked around, so they were not afraid, and as if they were familiar with the road, they went to Brother Hammer's territory.

He saw that the group of people called Brother Hammer were squeezed into a billiard room.

Zhang Le led a bunch of people and blocked up Billiard Hall's entrance. Brother Hammer saw a group of strangers blocking up the entrance, and immediately called two brothers out to clean up.

Zhang Le said: "small fry is standing at the side, calling your boss, Brother Hammer to come out."

When the Brother Hammer heard this, he also headed towards the Billiard Hall's door and asked in a strange tone: "Who are you, what business do you have with me?" As he spoke, he beckoned for his two little brothers to come up and give Zhang Le some face.

Zhang Le raised his eyebrows and asked: "You don't know me, then you know him right?"

Wang Lihong came out from behind Zhang Le, and the moment Brother Hammer saw Wang Lihong, he more or less understood what was going on.

He didn't think that this young man would actually dare to find trouble with him. Two people from Billiard Hall also ran out when they saw Wang Lihong. From the looks of it, that group of people must have also hit Wang Lihong before.

Wang Lihong said: "Today, we are here to demand an explanation. You beat my mother, so this matter is definitely not over."

The Brother Hammer ridiculed: "Just a group of little brats like you actually dared to come to my factory, I would really like to hear how you guys are going to settle this matter."

Wang Lihong said: "It's very simple. You have to compensate my mother for her medical expenses, apologize to my mother, and then go to the Public Security Bureau and surrender yourself. I think you should at least detain them for a period of time if you start hitting them, right? "

Brother Hammer laughed and said, "Good, good. I can only wish for it. I can't do it myself."

After Wang Lihong heard these words, he was extremely angry, and wanted to rush up to the Brother Hammer to fight him.

Billiard Hall you all also ran out, looks like you really want to fight.

When Zhang Le saw that so many people had rushed out, he reckoned that if he were to fight with them today, his own people would probably be injured.

Therefore, Zhang Le said to the Brother Hammer: "Let's not get into such a rush today, how about you fight with me one on one? "If you lose, then apologize and turn yourself in to the Public Security Bureau. If I lose, then just pretend that this never happened."

Brother Hammer looked at Zhang Le, then looked at this young man who was neither thin nor strong, and wanted to see if he could beat me.

Brother Hammer will do as you say.

Wang Lihong was also worried for Zhang Le. Although Zhang Le was the leader of their class when they were in university, he had fought quite a few times.

"If it's like this, you will probably suffer, so don't fight with them, we will definitely find an opportunity to teach him a lesson," Wang Lihong said to Zhang Le.

No need, today I'm the only one who taught him a lesson. Don't worry, I will definitely send him to police station.

While they were talking, the two groups of people had already retreated, and gave the two of them some space, it looked like Zhang Le and Brother Hammer would have to fight with each other.

The two of them were entangled in a struggle. Zhang Le punched Brother Hammer. Brother Hammer laid on the ground, completely motionless.

The people on both sides were shocked, they never thought that Zhang Le would be able to defeat Brother Hammer with just one punch.

Originally, they thought that Brother Hammer would quickly take care of Zhang Le.

Taking a step back, even if Zhang Le could win, he would have to face off against the Brother Hammer for a while.

He never thought that Brother Hammer would actually take Zhang Le's punch.

What they did not know was that this punch had used all of the power of the eight and nine profound art.

Even an ordinary immortals wouldn't be able to stand such a punch