Drove to the second hall, before the car stopped, Pan Wei jumped out of the car, and Yu Jun's heart almost jumped out of the frightened.

The man behind his hands walked towards the entrance of the hall step by step, his momentum sharp and unstoppable.

"Who??

The man shot a faint look, the little minion's body stiffened, what he saw just now, he saw the man in front of him, and there was anger in his eyes.

The little minion was so frightened that he crawled away: "Someone, someone broke into the hall." ”

Pan Wei sneered, staring at a leaf on the ground, his foot raised, and with a sweep, the leaf swirled and flew towards the little minion's neck.

'Poof'

The sound of blood spurting sounded, like the sound of a pig-killing knife chopping on a pig's bone.

Yu Jun, who rushed over, saw this scene, his scalp was numb, and a sharp voice in his heart shouted: There is going to be a big incident tonight.

The body of the little minion fell with a thud, silently, his face still with fear on his face, and his eyes widened.

The man who climbed the stairs with his back hand walked towards the entrance of the hall step by step, kicked the broken glass door, and the little minions who were playing cards inside were startled.

"Hey, who's who?" the four minions were arrogant, "Do you know where this is?"

Pan Wei looked at their wrists, and sure enough, there, there were tattoos of pentagrams.

"Where is your hall master?" At this time, Pan Wei's anger was pressed on his hands and feet, but not on his mouth.

The little minion laughed: "Our hall master is also a miscellaneous ...... you"

"Bang!"

A chair flew up and smashed against the wall and shattered, the broken leg piercing his neck and bleeding like a pillar.

The other three minions were paralyzed with fright, and one of them was scared to pee on the spot.

Yu Jun, whose scalp was numb, forcibly endured the fear in his heart, stepped forward and whispered: "Haicheng is under the control of the Jiang Patriarch. ”

Pan Wei didn't say anything.

"Whoever is impatient and dares to come to our hall to make trouble, then he will eat my domineering punch. "A two-meter-tall bear, shirtless, rushed violently.

Pan Wei glanced at the other party lightly: "Trash!"

The Decepticon's fists collided, making a roaring sound of breaking the air, and he roared angrily towards the short man: "Die!"

The man standing with his back hand kicked out with one foot, facing the fist of the overlord, only to hear a 'click' sound, the other party retreated step by step, and the strong fist just now was rotten into mud at this time.

No, it should be said that the whole arm of Batian, in the form of noodles, is powdered and powdered.

"Ahh ”

Pan Wei, who had a gloomy face, shouted violently: "Let me ask again, where is your hall master?"

Batian also roared angrily, raised his other strong arm again, and smashed it towards the back of Pan Wei's head.

If this punch is hit, the head must be like a watermelon, slamming into the sky.

A finger is just a finger.

against the opponent's fist.

The corners of his mouth are bloodthirsty: "I said, you are garbage!"

With just one finger, he blocked the earth-destroying fist, so that he could no longer move forward for half a point.

At this time, the real fear of the overlord genius, he felt that finger, like an electric drill, frantically turning into his arm.

"Ahh

The overlord roared wildly, and the fingers with a crazy electric drill smashed all the flesh in his arm.

In the eyes of outsiders, it was Pan Wei who pointed at him with a finger, and he didn't use force yet.

But who knows, Batian's pain at this time?

The tyrant cried out, with a desperate pain, and the scalps of those who listened were numb.

"Death!" a sword stabbed with arrogant rage, "Whoever breaks through the hall, die!"

Pan Wei, who was holding the sky with one hand, raised a kick and kicked at the sword wielder.

The sword can be broken by blowing.

However, at this time, he was blocked by a handsome man with his feet.

The sharp tip of the sword can no longer advance an inch.

"Bang!"

Flying into the sky, Pan Wei stepped towards the sword-bearer like a god, and trampled the opponent to the ground with one kick.

stepped on his face and said coldly, "Where is the hall master?"

"Hmph, if you have the ability, kill me, I will never tell you. "The sword-bearer is arrogant, with contempt.

"Fulfill you. ”

With the force under his feet, the head of the sword-wielding man exploded with a thud like a ripe watermelon.

The red and white exploded all over the sky and splashed on the others.

Everyone went crazy, retreating, crying out in fear.

Batian, who felt the breath of death, yelled in despair: "The hall master is not at the hall today. ”

"I'll wait, ten minutes and one person. Pan Wei picked up the chair, sat with a golden knife, and swept towards everyone as if he was not human, "If you hear it clearly, act quickly." ”

When Yu Jun heard this, he breathed a sigh of relief, and only then did he realize that he was already sweating profusely.

This man is powerful, but at the same time, this man is terrifying.

Get it right, that's a powerful helper.

If you don't get it right, it's a formidable enemy.

The difference in thought depends on how you treat him.

At this time, everyone in the hall took action, picked up their mobile phones to make calls, and reported what happened here.

More brain-damaged people directly reported to the police, and finally the call came to Yu Jun's hand.

Yu Jun looked at Pan Wei, who had a cold face, and pointed at the little minions and shouted: "Be smart for me, don't find a dead end for yourself." I am the captain of the Haicheng Special Police Auxiliary Management Team. ”

As soon as these words came out, the little minion who called the police almost knelt in fright.

Other minions who wanted to call the police immediately dispelled this idea.

Joke, the police came looking for you, and you went to the police, didn't you throw yourself into the net?

Time is lost minute by minute, and the little minions who usually feel that they have a lot of time can only use playing cards to pass the time, but at this time, they can't wait for a second to be an hour.

Time is life, and it is vividly reflected here.

"One minute more!" Pan Wei announced their death like a god of death.

The crowd trembled, feared, and tried to escape.

But as long as he moved, Yu Jun's gun would be pointed at whomever he wanted, and no one dared to move again.

"It's time!" the time of the sentencing man was up, and he pointed to the little minion with an angry face, "You, keep your legs or keep your hands." ”

"Don't. The little minion turned and ran.

However, no matter how fast he is, he is not as fast as the condemner.

Pan Wei, who was sitting still, grabbed the scattered playing cards, flew out and shot at the escapee, the playing cards were murderous, spun and shot at the opponent's legs, and directly inserted into his kneecaps.

"Ahh

At this moment, he finally understood that what he said about this man who looked like a fairy was the sentence of death.

If he hadn't been so angry, less hateful, less extreme, less murderous, wouldn't he have lost a leg?

It's an unknown and a hypothetical question that no one can answer.

Everyone looked at the man sitting still, as if looking at a flood beast, they couldn't even swallow their saliva silently, and they were even more afraid that his eyes would move.

Because when his eyes move, it means that he is eyeing someone.

Time flew by, another ten minutes passed, and the people at the entrance of the hall were overwhelmed with fear.

"It's time!"

When the handsome and devilish man said these three words, everyone moved.

They ran in different directions.

Don't run, die!

Run, there is a dozen points of hope.

There's no way he's going to kill everyone at once, right?

Everyone had this idea and ran desperately in the direction they had chosen.

"Spicy chicken!"

The handsome man just spit out two words coldly, and threw the playing cards in his hand into the sky, looking as good as a goddess scattering flowers.

But no one stopped at this point.

The playing cards swirled in the air, and then, under Yu Jun's stunned eyes, the playing cards flew towards the fleeing people like eyes.

Every playing card is unique.

The owner of each playing card is unique.

In an instant, the little minions who were inserted into their knees by the playing cards fell to the ground with their broken legs and howled, screaming like a hell on earth.

"Gollum!"

Yu Jun swallowed his saliva with difficulty, looking at it in disbelief, and at the same time, more than a dozen people fell to the ground, and his heart was terrified.

He always knew about Pan Weiqiang, but he didn't expect him to be so strong.

In just one second, more than a dozen people were knocked to the ground at the same time, and it was not his own hand...... It's the hand that moves the playing cards.

"It seems that you, the master of the hall, are too timid and afraid to come out and lead you away. ”

The man who shot from beginning to end, but the handsome man who didn't move from beginning to end, pinched his eyebrows, and his voice was as light as water and as cold as ice.

The little minions didn't dare to speak out, for fear of death!

"Then kill them all. ”