The Young Master Storms the City
Chapter 145 All Must Die_1

Chapter 145: Chapter 145 All Must Die_1

Thud!

Thud!

Bao Longfei and Wang Guanxi both had their legs broken and were thrown in front of Zhao Xingrui like two dead dogs.

"Ning Fan, it was him, it was him, it was Zhao Xingrui who forced me to have someone hit and kill Miss Xu! He threatened me with the power of the Zhao Family; I didn’t dare disobey, I was forced!"

Bao Longfei exclaimed desperately.

"I, I’m innocent too! The real culprit is him; it has nothing to do with me, I’m a victim too!"

Wang Guanxi had no idea about the inside story between Bao Longfei and Zhao Xingrui, but in order to save his own life, he also started shouting at the top of his lungs.

"Damn it! Bao Longfei, and who the hell are you? You two assholes framing me, do you want to die? Do you really think I wouldn’t dare to kill you?" Zhao Xingrui raged.

"I’m not framing you, I’m telling the truth! Ning Fan, if I’m lying even in the slightest, may the heavens strike me down with lightning and I’ll never die a good death! It was really Zhao Xingrui who forced me to run over Miss Xu!"

Bao Longfei shouted again.

He had made up his mind that as long as he could survive Ning Fan’s hands this time, he would immediately leave River City, leave Jiang Province, and flee far away. Naturally, he wouldn’t fear Zhao Xingrui’s revenge.

"Bao Longfei, you idiot, I’ll kill you right now!"

In a fit of rage, Zhao Xingrui, not caring about the severe pain in his body, pounced and clutched Bao Longfei’s throat.

Bang!

The next second, Ning Fan kicked Zhao Xingrui so hard that he flew up, turned one hundred and eighty degrees in midair, and then heavily hit the ground.

Crack! Crack!

While Zhao Xingrui was still screaming, Ning Fan swiftly stepped down twice more, breaking both his legs.

"Ahhh! It hurts so much!"

"Ning Fan, you bastard! You dare break my legs? You are so dead! I will definitely kill you!"

Zhao Xingrui was curled up on the ground, holding his broken legs, screaming in agony.

"You want to kill me? It’s me who should be killing you."

Ning Fan’s voice was cold, filled with uncontrollable killing intent.

Feeling Ning Fan’s murderous aura, Zhao Xingrui shivered, suddenly getting a chill all over his body, and forced out a fierce retort, "What, what, what are you trying to do? Ning Fan, I’m warning you, don’t mess around! If you dare hurt me again, the Zhao Family won’t let you off! I’m telling you, if the Zhao Family wants to kill you, it’s as easy as killing a dog!"

"Is that so? The Zhao Family is that powerful?" Ning Fan said expressionlessly.

Thinking Ning Fan was scared, Zhao Xingrui regained a bit of composure, lifted his chin and said, "Of course! Even the Xu Family has to bow down to our Zhao Family! Even Xu Guoping has to bend over in front of my dad! Ning Fan, if you send me to the hospital right now, I’ll let go of today’s events. Otherwise, just wait for death!"

"Heh, Zhao Xingrui, even if your Zhao Family is that powerful, you shouldn’t have laid a hand on Miss Xu! Since you did, death is the only outcome for you"

"And Bao Longfei and Wang Guanxi, you two, both of you must die!"

Ning Fan finished coldly and kicked a few times, gathering Zhao Xingrui, Bao Longfei, and Wang Guanxi together.

Boom!

Afterward, his murderous intent burst forth like a tangible force, causing the temperature around them to drop several degrees.

The three men, dragging their broken legs and huddled together like three dead dogs, trembled uncontrollably under Ning Fan’s killing intent.

At this moment, they no longer doubted that Ning Fan was truly going to kill them!

Zhao Xingrui’s face twisted, and he suddenly pulled out a handgun from his bosom, pointed it at Ning Fan, and said with a vicious smile, "Ning Fan, you really want to kill me? Too bad, I have a gun, so the person dying isn’t me, it’s you! Idiot, die!"

After saying that, Zhao Xingrui pulled the trigger without hesitation.

Bang!

Amidst the gunfire, the bullet shot towards Ning Fan like lightning.

"Haha!"

"Damn! Yes!"

Bao Longfei and Wang Guanxi’s eyes brightened and they were overjoyed, thinking they had a chance to live.

But the next second, before the smiles on their faces could fully bloom, they saw Ning Fan, facing the oncoming bullet, extend his hand, and a faint white light appeared on his palm.

A grab!

Huh?

The three men were stunned.

Because they didn’t see the scene they had imagined of Ning Fan being hit by the bullet, falling to the ground with screams and streaming blood.

Clatter!

Ning Fan opened his hand, and a bullet fell to the ground.

"What? You, you, you’re actually not afraid of bullets?" Zhao Xingrui shouted in horror.

"The legend from the Ghost Festival Boxing Meeting, is it, is it true?" Bao Longfei’s face went pale.

He had heard about Ning Fan catching bullets with his bare hands at the Ghost Festival Boxing Meeting, but he had originally thought it was an exaggeration. It wasn’t until seeing it with his own eyes today that he knew it was the truth!

"Dammit, you’re not afraid of bullets? I don’t believe you’re truly not afraid of bullets!"

Zhao Xingrui roared and pointed the gun at Ning Fan, ready to pull the trigger again.

Ning Fan snorted coldly, moved quickly, and appeared just half a meter in front of Zhao Xingrui, extended a finger, and poked it at the muzzle of the gun.

Crack!

Zhao Xingrui pulled the trigger again.

Boom!

The pistol backfired!

"Ahhh! Ahhhhhh!!!"

Zhao Xingrui’s hand holding the gun was immediately blown apart, flesh torn and bone exposed.

Ning Fan stomped his foot, causing the exploded pistol to bounce up into his hand.

"This thing has no threat to me now."

Ning Fan spoke coldly as he squeezed, and the backfired gun, like it was made of paper, was crumpled into a ball!