genius dancer

Fan Shu didn't speak, just stared at Hu Xiaohai closely.

He didn't believe that his hip-hop enlightener had fallen like this.

Fulong didn't notice the other party's expression, he still said proudly: "If you have no money, I won't make things difficult for you, as long as you help me hold a few group arena matches, the 20 will be offset."

Hearing this, Fan Shu understood everything, the other party came fully prepared this time, and wanted him to have no way out.

But even if there is no escape route, he will not succumb to this scumbag.

"You should die, I won't be with you!"

"Oh, then are you going to compensate me for my loss?" The scar on Fulong's face twitched, making him look even more ferocious.

"I still, even if the contract is signed, it has no legal significance."

The more critical the situation, the calmer Fan Shu's mind became. He immediately thought of what he had learned.

Hearing these words, Fulong's face suddenly darkened, but he really didn't think of this, and he also knew that this matter was indeed true.

In this world, any contract signed without the signature of the guardian has no legal effect.

But he was not reconciled to letting this kid go like this.

"Stinky boy, don't think that I value you, so you have the right to be arrogant in front of me! Let me tell you, either you have to spend 20 yuan, or you must be obedient, otherwise you will never even think about stepping out of here today."

Fulong made up his mind, so what if the contract is invalid?

I was in the black market dance hall, when did I talk about the law?
Seeing the ugly nature of the bully in front of him, Fan Shu was no longer afraid, and completely lost his usual weak appearance. The sharpness in his eyes made Fang Feiyang on the side feel incredible.

"I'll tell you too, not only will I leave today, but I won't even give you a penny!"

The toughness of the young man made Fulong's eyes finally burst into a vicious light.

"Okay, I want to see how hard your bones are!"

After saying this, he ordered his subordinates: "Teach me a lesson, this boy who toasts and does not drink fine wine."

The gangsters, who had been gearing up for a long time, heard Brother Long's order, and rushed towards Fan Shu with strange screams.

Facing the ferocious fist, he dodged it easily as soon as he made a wrong step.That's right, he used the ancient dance steps Lingboweibu.

Of course, this Lingbo Weibu is not the miraculous martial arts in martial arts novels, although it cleverly avoided several fists.

But as the attacks of the surrounding crowd became more and more dense, no matter how flexible his body was, he couldn't dodge all of them.

There were fists pounding on him constantly, I wonder if Fulong had explained something, but these gangsters didn't strike hard.

Otherwise, Fan Shu would have been knocked to the ground by now.

"Let me go, let me go..."

When he was under siege, two gangsters also started to attack Xia Sisi.

Hearing the cry for help, he didn't care to dodge those fists anymore, he rushed to her with all his strength, and punched the bastard who was pulling the girl's clothes in the face.

"Today, you will be crippled, kid!"

The gangster who had been punched picked up a wine bottle and slammed it viciously at Fan Shu's head.

"boom!"

The wine bottle was smashed on the head, and the blood stained the eyes, and the people present were dumbfounded, and the blood-stained glass splattered away.

"What did you hit me for?"

A gangster covered his head and fell down in pain.

This kid is so wicked!

The gangster who held half a wine bottle in his hand had a face full of disbelief.The wine bottle was obviously thrown at that kid, but why did it hit his own head?

Fan Shu was also full of surprise. Seeing someone throwing a wine bottle at him, in desperation, he did an ancient dance technique of soul-stirring dance.

Such a seemingly inconspicuous action not only allowed him to avoid the wine bottle, but also caused him to injure himself once.

At first he thought it was just a coincidence, but under the successive dances of soul-absorbing, those gangsters who beat him up still hit their opponents with their fists from time to time.

He wasn't dreaming, right? Originally, the introduction to the dementing dance on the dance instrument always made him feel a little ridiculous.

But at this moment, he discovered that this soul-absorbing dance really has a special effect that makes opponents make mistakes.

However, after a moment of hesitation, the fists and kicks of the gangsters landed on Fan Shu again.

Those who were surrounded tightly could no longer dodge again.He had no choice but to lower his body to protect Xia Sisi who was lying on the ground, and let those fists hit him.

"Leave me alone, run away!" This young man, who looked so weak, actually used his body to block her fist at this moment, which made Xia Sisi's eyes moist.

Fan Shu didn't say a word, let those fists and feet land on her body, but still hugged her tightly, preventing her from being harmed.

It's just that those fists and kicks that are constantly increasing are almost making him unable to hold on.

"stop!"

At this moment, a huge sound came.

After the gangsters paused for a while, they realized that there was an unknown young man in front of them. They ignored them and hit the people on the ground even harder.

Fang Feiyang saw that the stop was ineffective, so he stepped forward and punched, quickly and sharply, knocking those people to the ground in an instant.

This is real skill.

Seeing the tricks of the comer, the rest of the gangsters couldn't help but take a few steps back, looking timidly at the attacker who suddenly appeared.

Fulong, who has been in the society for many years, naturally also saw that this person is not simple, so he asked very vigilantly: "Who are you?"

"It doesn't matter who I am, I hope Brother Long can give me face, how about letting this kid go this time?" Fang Feiyang looked directly at Fulong coldly.

"Huh? What are you? If you tell me to let him go, I'll let him go..."

Before Fulong finished speaking, his face froze.Because a broken wine bottle was on his neck, and the sharp glass shards had pierced his skin.

"Can you let him go this time?" Fang Feiyang's tone was low, but his voice and eyes were frighteningly cold at this moment.

Fulong couldn't help but fight a cold war. He had also come into contact with those desperadoes in society.

The young man in front of him looked no different from the desperadoes he knew.

"Don't worry, I won't make things difficult for Brother Long. You just need to let him go today, and I won't ask what happens in the future." Fang Feiyang has become more polite now, subduing the previous coldness.

"Well, let's forget about today's affairs."

Fulong nodded quickly. Since the other party gave him a step down, he naturally had to make concessions.After all, at that moment just now, he really felt that this young man would kill him.

Brother Long had spoken, and his subordinates didn't dare to hesitate any longer. They all carefully avoided Fang Feiyang, who was like a "bad star", and left the Phantom Ballroom in a hurry.

"It's you?" Fan Shu couldn't help being surprised when he looked up to see the person who saved him.

For Fang Feiyang, he didn't hate or like him, but he didn't expect that this weird senior brother Fang would appear here, and he would save them out of righteousness.

Fang Feiyang sized up the young man with bruises on his face, with a hint of concern in his eyes, but he quickly put on an arrogant look: "Don't be brave if you don't have the skills, understand?"

Originally, he wanted to say a few words of gratitude, but the other party's tone made Fan Shu swallow the words that came to his lips.

"Why are you so stupid?" Xia Sisi cried in a low voice, her thin shoulders made her feel extremely strong.

Seemingly thinking of something again, she quickly let go of her hands, looked carefully at the person in front of her, and asked eagerly, "Are you injured?"

"Don't worry, it's alright."

Fan Shu shook his head. Although his whole body hurts, as long as it doesn't affect the training, he doesn't worry about it.

"I'm sorry...it's all my fault." Xia Sisi, who was relieved, sobbed again.

"It's not your fault." He comforted with a smile.

"I have something to tell you. If it's convenient, let this woman go first." Fang Feiyang interrupted their conversation suddenly.

Although Fan Shu felt a little disgusted by Fang Feiyang's arrogant tone, but thinking that he had saved her, he replied politely: "I'm sorry, she is my friend, so I can say something in front of her. "

Fang Feiyang ignored him, but looked at Xia Sisi who was still crying and said, "If you don't want him to be entangled by Fulong any more, just leave first."

Xia Sisi couldn't help raising her head. The man in front of her who scared Fulong away made her instinctively fearful.

"I'll go home first, let's talk." After hesitating for a while, she nodded, ready to say goodbye to him.

Seeing that Fang Feiyang insisted on sending Xia Sisi away, Fan Shu felt even more uncomfortable. He hurriedly followed and said, "I'd better see you off."

"It's not necessary. If you could protect her, you wouldn't have been beaten to the ground just now." Fang Feiyang said so bluntly.

Although this sentence sounds harsh, he has no room to refute at all, after all, it is the truth.

"Don't worry, Fulong probably won't bother you again today." The other party finally slowed down his tone.

"Thank you, then I'll go first." Xia Sisi hurriedly said again, at this moment she actually hoped that the man in front of her could help Fan Shu.

"Let's find a quiet place to talk." Fang Feiyang said, and walked out of the ballroom first.

What does he mean?
Fan Shu followed out with some doubts, and got into the car of the other party. He was getting more and more confused about this senior brother Fang who was a top-notch dancer.

In the car at this time, although the face looks calm, but the heart is full of thoughts.

The reason why he came to the rescue was because Fan Shu had used the soul-stirring technique during the fight just now, which made him more sure that the young man beside him was his fellow disciple.

At that time, the blockade of the shadow genre by the four major genres and the dance association lasted for decades.

In this process, first its genre competition qualifications were disqualified, and then the genre industry was also besieged by the four major genres of business, resulting in the once glorious shadow genre completely disappearing from the dance world.

As the descendant of the shadow school, Fang Feiyang endured humiliation since childhood and lived at the bottom of society.

But the four major sects didn't even give them a chance to live. The shantytown burst into flames, and their mother and younger brother died in the flames. Fang Feiyang, who survived the disaster, became an orphan.

But when he saw the soul-stirring dance performed by that "brother from the same family" unintentionally, he couldn't help but think of his younger brother who was still in his infancy and hadn't had time to see him for the last time.

It is not surprising that Fan Shu knows the Lingbo micro-step dance of the shadow school. After all, the shadow school was once a big school, and it is normal for the basic dance steps to spread.

But the soul-destroying dance of the shadow genre is different, not to mention that kind of dance is inaccessible to those who are not directly related to the genre because of its uniqueness.

Even if outsiders come into contact with this kind of dance, they cannot master it without direct blood relatives of the Shadow School.

There is no doubt that only people with the blood of the Shadow family have the physique to learn the soul-destroying dance.

So when Fang Feiyang saw Fan Shu performing the soul-stirring dance, the first thing Fang Feiyang thought of was his younger brother.

Although he was told that his younger brother and his mother were burned to death in the fire, but he did not see the bodies, maybe his younger brother survived.Other than that, he couldn't think of any other reason.

Seeing that Fang Feiyang drove for a long time, but kept silent all the time, Fan Shu finally couldn't help asking, "Where are you taking me?"