"Today, I'll let you know the consequences of ddling too much!" Brother Tiger said, clapping his hands directly.
Following Brother Tiger's clap, about five or six individuals who had been waiting at the door rushed in directly.
"Throw this old man out of the train!" Brother Tiger waved his hand, directing his subordinates.
After hearing Brother Tiger's command, the Elder snorted coldly. "The laws of Huaxia Country dictate that murder is repaid with life. Those who are not afraid of death, co forward!"
After hearing the Elder's words, Brother Tiger smiled, "Old fool, everyone here is my man. Once we throw you down, we'll just say this old man had a terminal illness and jumped off the train to commit suicide. Everyone here can testify for , and those two train police officers who just left will definitely testify for too."
Upon hearing this, the Elder's brows furrowed tightly. "Evil shall not prevail over good! Co up and see for yourselves!"
"Pah…" Brother Tiger spat out thick phlegm. "Evil shall not prevail over good? I am the evil, and I'd like to see where the good is. Go on, guys, throw this old man out."
"Yeah, let this old man stop showing off and ddling!" A flamboyant woman said with an eye roll, addressing the Elder.
Then, without further discussion, several thugs behind Brother Tiger rushed forward to seize the Elder directly.
The Elder, clearly skilled, swiftly kicked up a foot. The thug at the forefront didn't even get a chance to stabilize before he was kicked to the ground by the Elder.
Another thug took a punch to the chest from the Elder.
Seeing this, Brother Tiger snorted disdainfully. "Old fool, I want to see how long you can keep this up. You'll still end up being thrown down by us."
The Elder, being old, couldn't maintain his defense against Brother Tiger's subordinates who rushed him repeatedly, quickly knocking him to the ground. Struggling briefly, he was then firmly controlled by the n.
"Open the window and throw this old trash out," Brother Tiger directed his subordinates.
Working together, Brother Tiger's subordinates lifted the Elder off the ground.
"Let go! Let go!"
At this point, no matter how the Elder struggled, he couldn't break free.
"Put down the Elder, or you all will die…" Just then, a calm and stern voice suddenly ca from the doorway.
Brother Tiger looked toward the voice.
At that mont, a thin, indifferent young man stood there; he was the one who had spoken.
"Another nosy idiot has shown up. Let's throw them off the train together," Brother Tiger humd, addressing his subordinates.
The person standing at the door, if not Ding Fan, then who?
Following Brother Tiger's order, two of his subordinates charged directly at Ding Fan.
Ding Fan was slim, and in the eyes of those thugs, they could easily handle him within minutes.
But just as those thugs approached Ding Fan, he suddenly struck.
Ding Fan instantly lifted a foot, and those thugs, one on the left and one on the right, were suddenly kicked flying out.
Bang, bang…
After a violent collision with the train carriage, those two thugs collapsed on the floor, unable to move for a while.
With one kick, Ding Fan sent two n flying, stunning everyone inside the carriage.
Even Brother Tiger was sowhat dumbfounded.
Brother Tiger's henchn, who were used to strutting around arrogantly alongside him, all knew a bit of boxing and wrestling—fighting was their bread and butter.
Yet, these fierce and aggressive n were all sent flying by a single kick from Ding Fan. How could Brother Tiger not be flabbergasted.
"It seems if I don't show you so color, you really won't realize just how formidable your Brother Tiger is!"
Brother Tiger was, after all, soone who had seen the world. Leading so many of his n, if he were to be subdued by Ding Fan just like that, he would no longer have the face to mix in this world.
As he spoke, Brother Tiger directly pulled out a dagger from his chest.
The dagger was more than ten centiters long, its blade gleaming nacingly!
At that mont, Ding Fan acted as if he hadn't seen it at all, striding toward the thugs who were gripping the Elder.
"Die!"
Seeing Ding Fan utterly ignore him, Brother Tiger couldn't help but beco infuriated. He thrust the dagger toward Ding Fan's back.
At that ti, Ding Fan's back was turned, a perfect angle for a sneak attack.
"Young man, be careful!" the Elder, having seen Brother Tiger attempting to ambush Ding Fan, hurriedly called out to warn him.
However, Brother Tiger moved very fast, closing in on Ding Fan in the blink of an eye.
Just as the Elder thought that Ding Fan couldn't possibly dodge the dagger, Ding Fan subtly shifted his body, perfecting the angle of avoidance.
Brother Tiger's dagger passed right by Ding Fan's body. Unfortunately for the thug standing right in front of Ding Fan at that mont, he suddenly lunged forward, trying to grab Ding Fan.
But as Ding Fan shifted, not only did he dodge Brother Tiger's dagger, he also dodged the man trying to grab him.
Although Brother Tiger and the thug did not catch Ding Fan, the two of them crashed solidly into each other.
Shlick…
Brother Tiger's dagger plunged directly into the chest of the thug. The chest was instantly stained with blood. The dagger had pierced right through the heart; evidently, the thug could no longer survive. After glancing down at the dagger in his chest, the thug reluctantly fell to the ground.
In his final mont, he had not anticipated that he would die by his boss's hand.
Though Brother Tiger was brutal, accidentally killing his own man startled him, causing him to quickly retreat several steps.
"Kid… kid you fucking killed my brother, today you're dead for sure! The rest of you, kill him for !" Having regained his composure, Brother Tiger quickly shouted to his underlings.
Following Brother Tiger's command, the thugs charged directly at Ding Fan.
Handling these thugs was a breeze for Ding Fan, almost enjoyable. Within minutes, he had taken care of all the thugs in the carriage.
Since Brother Tiger hadn't charged in earlier, he was spared from a beating. However, the scene of Ding Fan brutally thrashing his n deeply shocked Brother Tiger.
Beating up people could actually look so dashing…
By this ti, Ding Fan had reached the Elder's side. "Sir, are you all right?"
The Elder shook his head. "I'm fine, thank you for stepping in!"
Ding Fan smiled nonchalantly. "Let's go, we'll head back to the carriage…"
Even though a murder had occurred here, since Brother Tiger was the murderer, Ding Fan didn't need to worry about it. He then decided to take the Elder back to the carriage…
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