One fat, one thin, after retreating, they attacked again.
One attacked the upper road, the other the lower road, their coordination was perfect.
Bai Yili's face was grim, his eyes distant. He never expected that a security guard could easily handle the masters of the Bai family, moving with leisurely grace.
Chen Fan parried every move, and in a moment, he neutralized both their attacks.
He deliberately exposed a weakness and feigned a retreat.
The fat and thin duo, eager for victory and without considering the consequences, pounced on Chen Fan. Their four fists swung out with unusual momentum.
Seeing their punches at their fiercest, Chen Fan suddenly rammed his shoulder forward.
Iron Mountain Lean!
His shoulder, like a bronze wall and iron rampart, slammed into the fat man.
The fat man, feeling the pain, was forced to stagger backward.
Chen Fan seized the opportunity, rushed forward, grabbed the fat man's arm, and pulled him along. The fat man's arm was dislocated on the spot, hanging limply.
With a kick, the fat man was sent flying backward.
Seeing the unfavorable situation, the thin man tried to withdraw his move, but Chen Fan's attack had already arrived. With a series of rapid palm strikes, he also sent the thin man tumbling.
The two great masters of the Bai family gained no advantage against Chen Fan.
Instead, they found themselves in a very embarrassing situation.
Bai Yili, seeing this, trembled with anger and was speechless.
The fat and thin duo were astonished that Chen Fan could blend ordinary moves with various renowned techniques, making them impossible to defend against.
They were filled with trepidation.
Others could barely master one style; Chen Fan, however, knew various routines and techniques, Tai Chi, Bajiquan, Bajiquan Beng, Xingyi, and more!
At this moment, Chen Fan spoke, coldly spitting, "When people cause trouble at Bingqing Beauty, we usually collect a little interest. As the saying goes, 'Nothing is achieved without norms and standards!'"
He motionlessly raised his leg.
And stomped down.
Crack...
On the spot, their ankles were crushed, and the sound of bone breaking filled the entire hall.
At the same time, their expressions contorted.
"You..."
Chen Fan said coldly, "Don't you 'you' me. I don't care who you are, but if there's a next time, you'll all stay here!"
"Scram!"
Bai Yili had never suffered such humiliation. He said in a deep voice, "Chen Fan, the Bai family will not let you go!"
The Bai family?
Upon learning the intruders were from the Bai family, Chen Fan asked Ge Dashan, "How many times has the Bai family caused trouble?"
Ge Dashan replied, "Boss, including the previous times, it's already exceeded three."
Chen Fan nodded knowingly. "As the saying goes, 'things don't happen more than three times,' yet your Bai family keeps doing it. It's truly infuriating!"
"Since it's already exceeded three times, let's collect a little more interest!"
He strode forward, reaching Bai Yili, with only inches between them.
"You... what do you want to do?"
Chen Fan said icily, "Collect some interest, and I'll give you a piece of advice: the East Sea Bai family may be dragons in the East Sea, but when you reach Jiangnan Province, or even Lin City, you have to coil up for me!"
"This is my attitude!"
*Slap!*
He raised his hand and delivered six slaps to Bai Yili, three on each side.
Bai Yili had no chance to resist Chen Fan. He was stunned, having never imagined Chen Fan would dare to hit him.
"Chen Fan, I'll kill you!"
Even a clay figurine has some spirit; how could the young master of the Bai family not?
He charged at Chen Fan.
Chen Fan, seeing his unstable stance and that he was not a martial artist, subtly shifted his feet and sent Bai Yili flying.
"Bingqing Beauty doesn't care about you. Get out!"