Chapter 921: In Front of Me, It Is Not Easy to Live but It Is Not Difficult to Die

The students all went to chase Chen Xin'an, and Gongsun Feiyang and Xiangfang also breathed a sigh of relief.

They were sore all over and almost fell down!

Now they finally had time to catch their breath and all collapsed on the ground.

What a coincidence, they just happened to see Luo Xiaoman riding a bicycle.

Seeing with their own eyes that the long bare pole was almost swallowed by Luo Xiaoman's butt, both of them exclaimed.

Then they watched him jump off the bike, holding his butt with both hands from behind, and moving forward step by step with a cock-like step.

Both of them felt a cool breeze at the base of their tails.

At the same time, the popular classic song sounded in their minds:

The chrysanthemums are withered, the buttocks are full of wounds, and your pants are yellowed...

A group of martial arts school students have never seen anyone pedal a bicycle so fast!

Good guy, this is not a leg, it's simply a hot wheel!

In the blink of an eye, the guy has already rushed out more than ten meters!

A group of students chased after him, and cars on the street gave way, while a group of bicycles rushed forward!

Chen Xinan seemed to be in a panic and rushed straight towards a Buick on the side of the road!

"Stop him! That guy can't get away!" A student was overjoyed.

You don't walk on such a wide road, but insist on going to the side of the road, where there are many cars parked. See how you can escape!

Originally thought that the other party had no way to go.

But at this moment, Chen Xinan rode his bicycle and actually rose from the ground, more than one meter high in the air, and landed heavily on the front of the Buick!

Then Chen Xinan leaned forward, the rear wheel of the car was lifted high, and suddenly a big turn, the rear wheel swept the tail, and with a bang, it hit the windshield of the Buick heavily.

Crack!

The windshield of the Buick was shattered into a honeycomb shape. Chen Xinan pressed back, stepped on the front of the car with both feet, but the bicycle in his hand flew out and hit the windshield!

There were people sitting in the car, a driver, and an old man in the back seat.

An old acquaintance, the head of the Law Enforcement Hall, Feng Yunqing!

The driver was also an acquaintance, Duan Fengchen who had escaped with Feng Yunqing!

"Hi! Long time no see!" Chen Xinan squatted on the front of the car, waved to the two people in the car, and said hello.

Then he pulled his face and kicked Duan Fengchen!

Never dreamed that Chen Xinan would find them so quickly.

Duan Fengchen hurriedly unbuckled his seat belt and wanted to escape!

But Chen Xinan's attack was already in front of him, so he had to bite the bullet and fight.

But he was no match for Chen Xinan at all, not to mention that Chen Xinan was now full of anger!

These students, were they sent by these two bastards?

Duan Fengchen blocked Chen Xinan's kick with both hands in front of his chest, but the opponent's other foot kicked him firmly in the chest!

This kick almost made him vomit his internal organs, and blood flowed from the corner of his mouth.

Chen Xin'an stretched out his hands and tried to grab Duan Fengchen's shoulders.

Duan Fengchen took a deep breath, still resisting stubbornly, trying to push Chen Xin'an's hands away.

Chen Xin'an laughed grimly, spread his hands, and grabbed Duan Fengchen's arms.

With a bang, his two arms were pressed on the steering wheel!

Before Duan Fengchen could react, two crisp sounds came from his arms, and his arms were twisted and deformed from the elbows!

The severe pain made Duan Fengchen scream loudly, and Chen Xin'an dragged his two broken arms and lifted him up from the seat.

He dragged him out from the broken windshield, and then kicked him hard, sending him flying to the ground!

Duan Fengchen's body fell heavily to the ground, his eyes rolled up, and he fainted!

All the students who were chasing him below stopped, watching this scene with tingling scalps.

"It's Director Duan, why is he here?"

"Principal Feng is also inside! Didn't Director Duan say that he was persecuted by Chen Xin'an and only had one breath left? Why doesn't he look like that?"

"That Chen Xin'an seems to be really powerful! Director Duan is no match for him at all!"

"Didn't he say that he was one of the top ten masters in Kyoto City? How come he couldn't resist a single move in front of Chen Xin'an?"

"It doesn't make sense! That Chen Xin'an was so weak just now, he couldn't even withstand a single blow. How come he suddenly became so strong?"

Luo Xiaoman limped over with the support of Gongsun Feiyang and Xiangfang. Come, and curse at the students:

"You little bastards, do you really think that Chen Xinan is just that bad?

He is reluctant to beat you half-grown kids!

You have studied for several years in vain, and your brains are full of shit?

Don't you think that if Chen Xinan is really as weak as you think, how could your Fei family be tossed into this state by him!

You just believe whatever the two old bastards Feng Yunqing and Duan Fengchen say, right?

They just see that you are all half-grown kids and know that Chen Xinan will not bother with you little bastards, so they encourage you to fight Chen Xinan!

If Chen Xinan is really as bad as these two old bastards say, you would have been beaten to death by him just now! "

While talking, Chen Xinan and Feng Yunqing who ran out of the car had already started fighting!

A group of students looked at their principal's embarrassed defense and couldn't believe their eyes.

Once thought that the principal was the old man with the best kung fu in Kyoto City, or even in the whole of China.

But at this moment, he was kicked into the air by Chen Xinan, and vomited blood after landing heavily.

The students stretched their necks and swallowed their saliva.

With this strength, if you let go and fight them, it will be like an elephant stepping on ants. You can step on as many as you can, right?

A jeep came roaring and stopped on the side of the road with a bang.

A few people jumped out of the car. A middle-aged man pulled out his belt without saying a word and slapped the students all over the face!

How could the students still look like the old man who was not afraid of anyone and did not obey anyone?

They stood there one by one, not even daring to hide, gritting their teeth to endure the belt, and no one dared to cry out in pain.

There was no way, because these people were their teachers!

Bang!

Chen Xinan punched Feng Yunqing in the chest.

Feng Yunqing, who could no longer bear it, hit the lamp post of the street lamp heavily and spit out a mouthful of blood.

He leaned against the lamp post, panting and shouting to Chen Xinan: "Mr. Chen, if you dare, beat me to death!

Otherwise, I will never let you go in this life!

You ruined my good deeds and ruined my plan.

I, Feng Yunqing, will never forgive you!"

Chen Xinan grinned, looked at him coldly and said: "In front of me, it is not easy to live, but it is not difficult to die!

You don't have much in this life, your life ends here!"

As soon as the voice fell, Chen Xin'an suddenly rushed in front of him, and a series of heavy punches like meteors hit Feng Yunqing's chest!

Feng Yunqing's chest collapsed visibly, and blood no longer flowed out of his mouth, but red and white blood clots.

His face quickly changed from red to white, and then from white to gray.

His legs could no longer support his body, and he collapsed to the ground with his back against the lamppost.

His eyes became absent-minded and dim, and finally he sighed and died!

Chen Xin'an turned around, shook off the blood on his hands, walked to the group of students, and shouted at them:

"Is this the purpose of your learning kung fu?

Do you know the end of a person who can't distinguish between right and wrong?

Do you still think it's fun to fight with others?

Answer me! "

The students all turned pale and took a few steps back in fear.

A few timid girls couldn't help themselves and burst into tears!

Chen Xinan looked coldly at the frightened students in front of him.

He turned his head again, looked in the direction of the intersection, snorted coldly, and turned away.