Be the Deliveryman in Overall World

0With regards to Fan Xian's arrogant and domineering attitude, Chu Feng naturally knew that Fan Xian would not let this matter rest unless he was aware of the reality.    

    

Although he did not put his father and Fan Jian in his eyes, Chu Feng did not want to be harassed by them later on, so he might as well settle the matter in one go.    

    

Fan Xian relied on his father. If that was the case, then he wouldn't have the guts to find trouble with him after cleaning up Fan Xian's father.    

    

After all, people like them were typically bullying the weak, bullying the weak and fearing the strong. As long as Chu Feng showed a background and strength that was much stronger than theirs, he would probably not even dare to say a word and would not even dare to fart.    

    

Thinking about this, Chu Feng pulled away from him, and after returning to Yan Xixue's side, he said to him: "Hurry and pick up your Telephone, if you don't, I'll make a move."    

    

Hearing Chu Feng's words, Fan Xian's body trembled as he looked at Chu Feng in fear.    

    

The huge force that Chu Feng used to press on his shoulder made him realize clearly that he was definitely not Chu Feng's opponent. If he really fought with Chu Feng, it would definitely be him being hung on by Chu Feng.    

    

Although he was the son of the Wing Chun Fist's Master, Fan Jian, he did not work properly and did not like to practice boxing at all.    

    

Those new disciples who had just entered the dojo for a month were probably stronger than him. He would definitely not be able to fight with others.    

    

At this moment, Fan Xian hesitantly looked at Chu Feng and thought.    

    

It would be death anyway, so he might as well just accept the Telephone. If he asked his father for help, there might be a way for him to survive.    

    

Thinking up to here, Fan Xian clenched his teeth and accepted the Telephone's call, then placed it by his ear.    

    

After brewing out his emotions for a moment, he let out a sorrowful cry.    

    

"Dad, I was beaten up by someone. Where are you? "Come and save me, or else your son will be crippled."    

    

"Well, I was in that park near your place. Um, yes, this is it."    

    

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After Fan Xian chatted with his father for a while, he finally hung up the Telephone. At this moment, his gaze towards Chu Feng was brimming with confidence.    

    

"My dad happened to be training nearby with his disciple so he can be here in a few minutes. When my dad arrives, you will regret what you did to me." Fan Xian coldly looked at Chu Feng and said.    

    

Chu Feng waved his hand nonchalantly and replied, "Really? "That's perfect. I don't have to wait here for him. I should come earlier and settle the matter earlier. It would be better for me to leave earlier as well."    

    

Looking at Chu Feng's indifferent expression, Fan Xian's heart was pounding. Was he really not afraid of his father?    

    

However, he soon shook his head with a look of disdain on his face. His father had brought over a hundred disciples over, and they were all experts in the martial arts school. They were different from the ones who had just fallen on the ground.    

    

At this moment, Yan Xixue scratched Chu Feng's clothes nervously and whispered, "Chu Feng, don't try to be brave."    

    

Chu Feng looked at her and smiled, "Don't worry. Since when have you seen me suffer?"    

    

Seeing the calm smile on Chu Feng's face made her feel at ease.    

    

That's right, Chu Feng was a man who created miracles again and again, as if there was nothing that he couldn't do.    

    

And even if nothing else is mentioned, just based on Chu Feng's display of wealth, a dojo master can't do anything to Chu Feng.    

    

After all, in the lives of ordinary people, they did not rely on the Fist, but on power and money.    

    

She did not know if Chu Feng had any power or not, but she knew that Chu Feng was definitely rich. Who could say that he doesn't have money?    

    

Yan Xixue was relieved when she thought of this. She looked at Chu Feng and said, "Then you have to be careful later. After all, they have the numbers advantage."    

    

Chu Feng nodded slightly and said, "Don't worry, no matter how many people they have here today, they won't be able to do anything to me."    

    

Seeing this, Yan Xixue did not say anything else. She knew that Chu Feng definitely had his own thoughts.    

    

At this moment, the intimate actions of the two were extremely eye-catching in Fan Xian's eyes. It could be said that they were extremely close.    

    

Seeing that, Fan Xian held the Fist tightly, and almost could not hold back his roars. This was simply going too far.    

    

It had to be known that he was obviously confessing to Yan Xixue today, but now, he was flirting with Chu Feng and Yan Xixue. He didn't want his face anymore.    

    

Fan Xian looked at Chu Feng with more and more hatred. Ever since he was young, he had never experienced such humiliation. He swore that when his father came, he would let Chu Feng know his power.    

    

A few minutes passed in the blink of an eye. Suddenly, there was some movement from the surroundings.    

    

At this moment, Chu Feng raised his head and looked towards the source of the sound. He noticed that there was a large group of people rushing over. They were all wearing white training clothes and looked very aggressive.    

    

Chu Feng glanced over. This battle was not small, there were probably more than a hundred people. The passersby around the park were scared by this group of people and immediately dispersed. Some of them were scared to the point of covering their heads and squatting down because their legs were weak and they had no strength left.    

    

Seeing this group of people, Fan Xian's face revealed a look of ecstasy as he quickly pointed at Chu Feng and shouted.    

    

"Come here, the guy who hit me is here. Get over here."    

    

After hearing Fan Xian's voice, the group of people immediately moved and surrounded Chu Feng and the other two.    

    

After doing all of this, they opened a path through this group of people. A middle-aged man wearing a white robe with the aura of a Republic of China walked in.    

    

That's right, this middle-aged man was the current Wing Chun Fist's Master, Fan Jian.    

    

As they walked, Master had quite the temperament, making people unable to help themselves from accepting him willingly.    

    

Ye Zichen didn't know how good this punch was, but he could tell that it was from Master!    

    

"Little Xian, where are you? Are you hurt?" Fan Jian pushed through the crowd and walked in, shouting loudly.    

    

Upon seeing his own father, Fan Jian hurriedly ran over and called out.    

    

"Dad, you have to uphold justice for me. This is simply going too far for Dog and Man."    

    

"If you don't come over, today, I will become a cripple."    

    

After confirming that nothing had happened to Fan Xian, Fan Jian stretched out his hand and slapped Fan Xian's head.    

    

"You useless fellow, I already told you to seriously learn fist techniques from me. You refused to learn, and insisted on learning how to play soccer to bring honor to the National Foot, but you didn't look at the current situation, did you? "I'm glad I wasn't slapped in the face."    

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"When you go back today, you will also be kicked around in some football. Learning Wing Chun Fist from me won't matter much whether you can learn it or not, but you won't be bullied by others."    

    

"I am a Wing Chun Fist Master, if you get beaten up by others, a Master like me will definitely be laughed at, and will never be able to open the Dojo."    

    

After seeing Fan Xian, Fan Jian criticized Fan Xian. He took the opportunity to teach Fan Xian a lesson to turn Fan Xian around and learn boxing seriously.