Hearing this, you don't have to think about it to know that it is Richard's mother, Zhao Fan stood in place and looked at this noble lady coldly, this noble lady rushed to Zhao Fan, crying and raising her hand to beat.

Mr. Ryan, who was behind Zhao Fan, suddenly came to Zhao Fan's side and stretched out his hand to block the slap from the noble lady, "Now that the head of the family is here, please go back and wait." ”

The lady looked at Mr. Ryan and was slightly stunned, but Zhao Fan clearly saw that the look of fear in the lady's eyes made Zhao Fan extremely different.

Since the noble lady is Richard's mother, she naturally has a relationship with the head of the family, but such a character is afraid of Mr. Lane, and Zhao Fan can't help but secretly guess Mr. Lane's true identity.

The head of the family slowly came to Zhao Fan's face, and the strong sense of oppression made Zhao Fan completely breathless, as if there was an ancient fierce beast standing in front of him, which could swallow himself at any time.

"Tell me, why did you kill my son?"

Zhao Fan tried his best to calm his heart, took a deep breath and said without being humble or arrogant: "If you choose between killing and being killed, I think anyone will choose the former." ”

The head of the family suddenly burst out laughing, and the laughter was as deafening as thunder, "You're right, anyone will choose the former, but the premise of the former is that the identity is equal, but what is your identity? What is my son's identity?"

Zhao Fan said without squinting: "What kind of identity? It's just a human being!"

The head of the house was about to make a move, and the terrifying murderous aura filled the entire church, and everyone present could feel the temperature drop significantly, the adults continued to tremble, and the children began to cry.

Just the people present felt so terrifying, and Zhao Fan, who was standing opposite the head of the family, felt extremely strong, and the blood all over his body was coagulated at this moment.

"Dare to kill my son, today I will let you taste the taste of being killed!"

Zhao Fan's heart gave birth to a touch of despair, although he has now become more powerful than before, but when facing this family master, this deep sense of powerlessness keeps emerging.

Mr. Ryan suddenly spoke: "My lord, Zhao Fan is a person from the sixth game of Huaxia. ”

When the head of the family heard Mr. Lane's words, he glanced at Zhao Fan in some surprise, and the terrifying murderous aura disappeared suddenly, "The sixth game? So what? Even if he is a person from the sixth game, doesn't he have to die if he kills my son?"

"Don't say that he is only a person in the sixth game, even if he is the son of Xu Fengtian, a bastard, he will definitely die today!"

Mr. Ryan stepped forward and stopped in front of Zhao Fan, "Your Excellency, I still need to think twice about you, I know that you really want to kill Zhao Fan to avenge Richard, but what if Xu Fengtian comes to the door to seek revenge?"

The head of the family suddenly frowned, clenching his fists tightly, "Xu Fengtian is Xu Fengtian again, if it weren't for this guy who has been blocking in the middle, how could I spend so much time in Huaxia?"

Zhao Fan looked at Mr. Lane's back, and was very puzzled in his heart, what does this Mr. Lane mean?

The head of the family had already walked back to his position just now, looked at the people present and said, "Now that Zhao Fan is already standing here, do you have any good solutions?"

Everyone present is you look at me, I look at you, you don't say a word, if it was a minute ago, there would inevitably be hundreds of ways to kill Zhao Fan immediately.

But now that they know that Zhao Fan is the sixth game, these people are very jealous of Xu Fengtian, for fear that they will be hated by Xu Fengtian at that time.

The noble lady suddenly stood up and yelled: "Kill him, if you are worried about Xu Fengtian, then I will kill this bastard, and let Xu Fengtian kill me when the time comes." ”

Zhao Fan sneered in his heart when he heard this, this family master would definitely not agree, but the next second Zhao Fan was dumbfounded, because he saw that the family master actually nodded slightly.

The noble lady suddenly took out a dagger from under her seat and walked towards Zhao Fan through gritted teeth, as if she wanted to eat Zhao Fan alive.

Zhao Fan glanced at Mr. Ryan next to him, and found that he didn't have the slightest intention of stopping, he naturally wouldn't sit still, anyway, he would die horizontally and vertically, kill one without compensation, and earn one if you kill two.

When the lady was one meter away from Zhao Fan, she watched the dagger stab at her chest, and Zhao Fan kicked out a lightning kick and kicked it directly on the lady's chest.

"Ahh

The noble lady let out a miserable scream, and the whole person flew out directly, falling at the feet of the head of the family impartially, her chest was completely sunken, and there was only air out but no air in, obviously she couldn't live.

Boom!

The marble floor under the head of the family burst open, and Zhao Fan felt an extremely terrifying coercion coming, this family master was really determined to kill him now!

"Run!"

Mr. Ryan suddenly said in a voice that only two people could hear, and Zhao Fan didn't think much about it, turned around and ran directly outside.

I thought that the head of the family would catch him in an instant, and no matter how bad it was, the people present would attack him in groups, but when Zhao Fan had already run to the door, he found that these people had not caught up, and even the head of the family was standing in place.

These people all showed a weird smile at Zhao Fan, this smile made Zhao Fan can't help but feel furious in his heart, and the cold sweat behind him came down instantly.

When he just ran out of the door, a person stood in front of Zhao Fan, this person was none other than the person who was riding a motorcycle before.

"I've been waiting for you for a long time, and you're finally out!"

Zhao Fan looked at this dangerous guy vigilantly, and the motorcycle rider slowly pulled out a black dagger from his waist, put it on his lips, stretched out his scarlet tongue and licked it.

"We have a rule here, if I don't die in church, then it will be digested in my stomach. ”

The motorcycle rider walked over mechanically as he spoke, and the aura in Zhao Fan's body ran wildly, and he instantly came to the motorcycle rider and punched with all his might.

The speed of the motorcycle rider was extremely fast, and he dodged as soon as he bent down in an instant, and the dagger in his hand turned into an afterimage, so fast that Zhao Fan couldn't see clearly.

Hiss!

Zhao Fan gasped, only to feel a sharp pain in his arm, and after glancing at it, he found that there were countless subtle wounds on his arm.

Each of these wounds was not very deep, but it made Zhao Fan feel the pain of drilling his heart, and there seemed to be ants constantly biting on the wounds.

The motorcycle rider looked at Zhao Fan's arm as if he were looking at a work of art, "Don't worry, it's just some toxins." ”