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【Chapter 117 A knife in one rib】

The flying knife is seen again!

The third flying knife came one after another. Even if Yang Fan threw the knife in his hand and wanted to grab it again, it was too late. But there was no way to dodge. As long as he could quickly lean back his upper body, the flying knife that headed straight to his throat would fly over his body. But that would be like selling his entire body to the other party. Not to mention that there might be a flying knife in the broken formation, you can shoot him without getting close. In that tilt back, you can just go forward and directly insert him into a few slashes.

Yang Fan didn't do that!

He seemed to be so scared that his feet weakened. His body squatted down a little, and the flying knife that had reached a few inches in front of his throat was directly inserted into his mouth!

This scene scared Feng Wu. She had never thought of seeing a knife nailed directly into a person's mouth. She was stunned for a moment before she remembered that Yang Fan might just be dead like this! Then she screamed "Ah--!" and then rushed out violently.

The Breaking Form was also stunned for a moment. He said that he wanted to break Yang Fan's limbs to avenge Po Jun, not to kill people. He had already seen Yang Fan's strength in the fight just now, and knew that Yang Fan's skills were still above him. The first knife pulled, the second knife hurt people, and the third knife pulled again! He shot his throat, which was to force Yang Fan to dodge back or dodge left and right. In that way, he could quickly kick Yang Fan's knee!

He only had three flying knives, and it was already out. When the third flying knives were out, he also raised his foot and kicked Yang Fan's knee. But now the flying knives were sank into Yang Fan's mouth, and this incident made him stunned for a moment. Just die like this?

He was stunned for a moment and was awakened by Feng Wu's scream. At this moment, his feet had not kicked Yang Fan's knees, and one of Yang Fan's legs had already been swept up like a whirlwind, sweeping him off the plate, causing him to fall off the rooftop with unstable center of gravity!

‘I fell into a trap!’ Just as this thought came up, I saw a big foot falling from the sky and fainted immediately.

"You, you, you..." Feng Wu rushed to the side of the two of them desperately, but found that Yang Fan was not dead. She suddenly reversed the battle situation and kicked the broken formation unconscious on the ground.

At this moment, Yang Fan's image was a bit scary. Only the handle of a flying knife was exposed in his mouth. He did not answer Feng Wu, and could not speak. He threw down a flying knife in his hand, then lowered his head and spit it. The flying knife in his mouth fell to the ground.

"You, you are not dead?"

Yang Fan retching a few times and spit out bloody saliva. "Nonsense! Do you want me to die?"

"But you..." Feng Wu was so excited that she didn't know what to say. Seeing that there was a knife inserted into him, she quickly supported him.

Yang Fan was very embarrassed at this moment. Unexpectedly, he would be stabbed by a flying knife and stabbed a deep throat.

"I bit it! I almost shattered my teeth..." In addition, his throat wall was also cut by the tip of the knife, which was why he had just spit out the water and blood.

"Bite... you are really a madman!" Feng Wu's head was covered in black thread, and she actually used her mouth to pick up the flying knife. She was so desperate! As long as one of them was not bitten, she might be able to wear it!

"Fortunately, I didn't separate my tongue, it would not affect my speech or kiss."

“…”

"But my throat seems to have been cut. I may not be able to make a dolphin sound in the future."

“…”

Seeing that he was still in the mood to say something, Feng Wu couldn't help but say angrily: "Master Yang, can you be more serious? You are still trying to get into trouble now!"

Seeing that there was a flying knife inserted around his waist, she was so smelly. If she wanted to pull it out, blood would definitely come out immediately. But if it didn't pull it out, blood would flow out, which had penetrated the clothes.

"Fortunately, I just put my knife in one's mouth, and I'm lucky and didn't hurt the kidneys. Otherwise, it would affect that function in the future."

"..." Feng Wu took out her cell phone.

"What are you doing?"

"Call an ambulance!"

"Ambulance? Forget it, I can't die!" Yang Fan said as he tore off his clothes. Judging from his appearance, he seemed to be ready to pull out the flying knife.

"Don't pull it out! If you pull it out, you will shed a lot of blood! If you don't call an ambulance, I'll take you to the hospital now!"

Although Yang Fan didn't scream, it felt bad. He said so much to divert his attention. "You go and check it out first to see if those three people are waiting at the elevator entrance. If there is one, you will have to solve it!"

"Okay, wait for me!" Feng Wu felt it made sense. If the three of them were waiting below, it would be troublesome for her to help Yang Fan over. She did not stop and rushed in quickly.

The rooftop quieted down again. Yang Fan covered the wound. Although he was tilted to his waist and grabbed it at the last moment, a nearly inch of flying knife stabbed into his body. In addition to the pain, blood was also lost. Perhaps the flying knife did not pull out and leaked much, but as soon as he stepped out to attack the formation, he had already touched the wound and accelerated the bleeding.

Looking at the unconscious formation on the ground, Yang Fan was silent for a moment and said to himself: "I originally respected you, but you used tricks to harm me and almost hurt innocent lives. If you let you go like this, I'm sorry for myself..."

This time, he did not destroy the breaking formation, but he still stretched out his palm and quickly absorbed his internal strength! This is the reason why he sent Feng Wu away...

"No one! Those three people went down, maybe they just ran away!" After Feng Wu searched, she ran back in a hurry.

She found that she disappeared for a while, Yang Fan's face changed a lot, from the pale just now, to a little blush, and her expression was also strange. She quickly reached out and patted his face: "Yang Fan! Don't scare me! You can't die..."

"..." Yang Fan was speechless, who was going to die?

His current change is because he has absorbed all the internal strength of the Breaking Formation! The time he practiced the Breaking Formation was much longer than that of the Po Jun, and his internal strength was much stronger. Although he was injured in blood and his skills were greatly supplemented! He vaguely felt that after absorbing these skills and practicing for a while, he could almost recover to Changfeng and Huang Xuhui's strength was about 30% higher! It was equivalent to his strength increasing again!

However, the most important thing now is to go to the hospital to stop bleeding and treat it. If you suffer too much blood loss, your skill level will be zero.

"Let's go!"

Feng Wu wanted to come and help him, but Yang Fan refused. His wound was on his waist now. The flying knife had not been pulled out yet. It was useless to hold it. Instead, it was more troublesome when it accidentally happened. It would be better to walk by himself to feel more at ease.

Taking the elevator down, Feng Wu slightly covered Yang Fan to avoid panic caused by people seeing the blood on his body. She suddenly remembered: "There is a large pharmacy next to her, and it is a Chinese medicine. Why don't you stop bleeding here first?"

Yang Fan shook his head and refused: "No! You forgot the address we found was this pharmacy? They didn't live in the pharmacy, but also had something to do with the pharmacy. Someone should have seen me go up with them just now. If they had done something wrong, they would have caused me to get into trouble!"

Feng Wu immediately woke up and "opened the way" in front of her. She came out and looked around, and immediately walked to the parking place with Yang Fan. She also thought that the motorcycle would be a little bumpy, but she still had to wait for a while. Moreover, it was not as flexible as the motorcycle, and the motorcycle could be more rushing in her hands.

"Sit down, hug me tightly, and dote on me!"

Feng Wu was about to race, and Yang Fan wanted to cover the wound with one hand. If she wanted to sit steadily, she had to hold her waist tightly with one hand. At this moment, she had no intention of caring about anything.

Yang Fan was not polite, and directly hugged her waist tightly, and the person leaned on her back.

Their appearance made some passers-by who were not clear about the situation nearby secretly despise Yang Fan. This man is too slim, right? He should be riding his bike with girls. How could he lean on the girl like a bird? This is not how tofu is eaten!

As the speed of lightning was running all the way, Feng Wu wanted to drive into the emergency room without a motorcycle.

Yang Fan had a lot of blood on his clothes, but the rules were rules. They still had to register and queue up, which almost made Feng Wu beat someone!

Yang Fan originally wanted to call Feng Xiaochen and ask her to find someone familiar with him and arrange him first. But considering that she is still an intern nurse, this may have a bad impact on her. So he called Zhao Tianzi. Last time, Zhao Tianzi had just one phone call, and the high-level route was more effective.

When Zhao Tianzi heard that Yang Fan was actually injured, she said she would contact the hospital leaders immediately and she would come over immediately.

In just a few minutes, under Feng Wu's anxiety, a medical staff pushed a stretcher and took Yang Fan for emergency treatment. With the leader's words, the medical staff were all concerned about stopping bleeding, disinfecting, bandaging, and injections.

At the same time, in a small alley, there was a situation similar to Yang Fan, but he was not stabbed in his waist, but a stabbed in his butt. He couldn't go to the hospital or go back to the hotel. Fortunately, he was still there. He went to a small pharmacy to buy some cotton bandages, and found a place without a person and camera, so he bandaged himself because he wanted to bandage his butt, which was really wasted a lot of time. It was far from Yang Fan's good treatment!

Feng Ping and the other two dared not walk far away, for fear that the Boxing would get angry, but they did not dare to stop Yang Fan and the others, so they could only wander around nearby. Finally, they saw Yang Fan and Feng Wu riding their bikes, but the Boxing did not follow him. Strangely, they went up to the rooftop. They found the unconscious Boxing, and quickly carried it down and sent it to the pharmacy.

He was not seriously injured when he broke the formation. He woke up quickly after unconsciousness. Then he discovered a serious problem. After years of cultivation, his internal strength that he was proud of was gone! This almost made him desperate! He didn't know how Yang Fan did it, but he actually spent his internal strength! He was now, but he really didn't have the patience to spend more than twenty years practicing again.

In the sadness, he also lost his fighting spirit and called Feng Ping and the other two over.

"You go! Tell your boss, don't go to trouble him if you don't want to die. You are not your opponent. Po Jun's grudges will be settled with him when we wait!"

Feng Ping and his men left as if they were amnesty, but they were extremely shocked. Pojun's powerful senior brother was also defeated! They quickly reported to Meng Tianquan. Meng Tianquan, who didn't know how to end, passed the news to Yang Rui on the same boat in time.

This made Yang Rui confused. Didn’t Yang Fan be killed?

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