Seeing Zhao Fan's powerless look, the six people on the other side of the garden did not come over immediately, looking at Zhao Fan's eyes, there was a deep jealousy.

It appeared that the leader of the black man had a flower turban wrapped around his head, and his hand was holding something similar to a remote control, and he gently tapped it a few times.

The humming sound had become very clear and sharp at this moment, and even a few people on the other side of the sun room were nearly twenty meters away from here, and their faces were all pale.

And Zhao Fan, who was in the center of this buzzing sound, felt that his heart was beating almost bursting, and the blood in his body seemed to be running wildly, and it became extremely difficult to move a finger.

The glasses and transparent vases on the white coffee table beside him were also crawling with cracks at this moment, and the clicking sound was completely muffled by the buzzing sound, silently turning into fragments scattered all over the ground.

Every second seemed to become incomparably long, and there were already subtle lines of blood flowing from the corners of Zhao Fan's mouth and ears.

The other party's caution was beyond his imagination, and it was not until he felt that his consciousness was beginning to drowse and he was about to fall unconscious, and the group slowly approached a little under the leadership of a tall black man.

They still stayed at the edge of the pool, keeping a distance of about ten meters from Zhao Fan, all of them with silenced pistols in their hands pointed at Zhao Fan's head, looking at him silently.

This is a trap specifically aimed at Zhao Fan, and the person who shot it knows Zhao Fan very well.

They expected Zhao Fan to come to this room, and they also knew that fists, kicks, and bullets would not be able to deal with him at all.

So they've set these things up here, waiting for him to throw himself into the net.

Zhao Fan relaxed his vigilance a little, because he trusted the person who was supposed to live in the room too much, and all the abnormalities were regarded by him as a prank of the little girl. It wasn't until the humming sound that he knew he had stepped into a trap.

The power of the humming sound was so powerful that the group of people who approached it couldn't stand it.

After forcibly observing Zhao Fan for a while, and finding that he was indeed unable to get up, the black man with a flower turban at the head pressed a few times on the remote control, weakened the buzzing sound, and took a few people behind him to get closer again.

They were still very nervous, their guns were pointed at Zhao Fan's head, and every step was very cautious.

Zhao Fan curled up on his side like a ripe prawn and lay on the ground, his eyes staring blankly at the six unfamiliar faces not far away. The brain had already regained some of his thinking ability at this time, and he also judged that the other party should be using something like sonar, and directly broke through his defenses.

The pain in his chest and lungs was like a fire, and warm blood dripped down the corners of his mouth from time to time.

His internal organs must have been bleeding, and his injuries were very serious.

But he didn't think he was going to die like this, he had already seen the sonar columns arranged in the four corners of the living room, obviously hastily arranged portable devices, the power is indeed not small, but there are also limits.

Since the other party knows him so well, he won't be given a chance to fight back. He should have released the maximum power of this thing just now, and since he didn't die like that, then he couldn't die.

But now it is difficult for him to even bend his fingers, and when he is unable to protect himself, he dare not imagine what kind of fate the few people who are hidden behind the flower beds will be.

He was anxious to find a solution, and suddenly found that in the current situation, he didn't seem to have any hole cards to play.

"Lord Anusby, long time no see, do you miss us?"

Looking at the blood on the corner of Zhao Fan's mouth, the tall black man led by him finally showed an exaggerated smile on his face. The white teeth flashed brightly, and he said leisurely in broken English while looking at Zhao Fan.

Zhao Fan took a deep breath and just wanted to speak, when he suddenly found that the moment he inhaled, his body seemed to have regained some ability to move.

With a flash of his eyes, he gently closed his eyes.

"Introduce myself, my name is Edie, and Mr. Stark asked me to say hello to you on his behalf. ”

The smile on the tall black man's face became even richer, and he boldly took two more steps towards Zhao Fan, with an excited look on his face, and gently shook the remote control in his hand.

"Let go of Belinda, I can spare your life and let you live. ”

Zhao Fan slowly opened his eyes, his tone was cold and biting, but as soon as he finished saying this, he coughed violently, and blood droplets splashed and fell on the camel-colored carpet next to his face, like delicate plum blossoms.

"Haha, did you hear that? Master Anusby said he was going to let us go?"

"Haha, Lord Anusby said that he would spare our lives and let us live!"

Edie, the black man, laughed and straightened up with an exaggerated long mouth, and shouted to a few people behind him, and the group of people all laughed loudly.

"Lord Anusby, I can't even bear to kill you, you will really make me happy. ”

"The great Mr. Stark has long seen your weakness, and the so-called Death Reaper Anusby is just a chic piece of poop in our eyes. I don't want to pay attention to you, that's the smell that I don't want to get on you, do you really think you're already the king of the dark world?"

Edie shook his head in the direction of Zhao Fan, the cold light flashed in his eyes, and he stepped back again, and the remote control in his hand was also aimed at the direction of the room.

"You should understand by now that Mr. Stark is the true Grim Reaper of the Dark World. He brought you a free ticket to Hell, Lord Anusby, please go to Hell and continue to be your Grim Reaper!"

Edie reached out and grabbed the turban on his head, this man was bald, and the shiny scalp had intricately patterned tattoos, which looked particularly hideous. He was so excited that his body trembled slightly, and he pressed the remote control in his hand with heavy breathing, and the extremely harsh humming sound appeared again.

Zhao Fan let out a howl from his mouth, his body kept shaking, and he struggled to raise his hand and hold his head on the ground and convulse continuously.

"Farewell, Lord Anusby!"

A group of people looked at Zhao Fan, whose shaking frequency was getting lower and lower, and was obviously relieved, Edie signaled, and a group of people rushed towards the group of people who were hidden behind the flower bed.

The moment the men turned their heads to look in the direction of the garden, there was a crisp click behind them.

It was all too familiar to them, it was the sound of a broken bone.

Several people were covered in sweat and hair standing on end, and their bodies jumped up without hesitation, and the muzzles of their guns were aimed at their backs in an instant.

A tall white man who was fighting side by side with Edie just now slowly fell down with his hands on his throat at this moment, while Zhao Fan's figure had disappeared.

"Run. ”

Edie let out a scream, and without the slightest hesitation, he ran towards the direction of the exit of the room, they were too familiar with Zhao Fan, sonar couldn't kill him, the gun in their hands was a toy in front of Zhao Fan, and it wouldn't have any effect at all.

The few people who were close to him actually wanted to run, but their reactions were a little slower, and it was precisely because of the slowness that they temporarily picked up a life.

Because in a panic, Edie had forgotten that the sonar equipment in the living room was still running at maximum power.

Zhao Fan can bear the immortality, which has long exceeded the limit of human beings, but it does not mean that he can carry it.

As soon as he stepped into the room, his eardrums tingled, and the man only let out a terrible scream, and the whole person fell to the ground. In a matter of moments, the skin on his body had exploded, and blood was flying in all directions like a fountain, and the dead could no longer die.

The cold breath was swaying rapidly on the edge of the pool, and the remaining four people who were already frightened didn't even see Zhao Fan's voice clearly, their throats were crushed, and they fell heavily to the ground.

After killing these four people, Zhao Fan didn't stop at all, his body entered the living room like green smoke, and kicked off the power socket that he had already seen, and the humming sound of sonar in the room came suddenly.

Holding back a mouthful of blood that was about to spurt out, he quickly ran to the side of the flower bed in the depths of the garden.

The four people behind the flower bed were just beaten unconscious, although their hands and feet were tied, it was no big deal, Zhao Fan forcibly untied a few people, and then he lay side by side with them in the garden.

The room smelled of blood, but it was quiet and eerie.

Zhao Fan's chest and abdomen continued to rise and fall according to the unique law, and his face, without the slightest blood, was rapidly regaining its ruddyness.

It was the nameless exercise that saved him.

When Edie and the others approached, that breath was inhaled, and the breath in his body unconsciously followed the operation route of the Nameless Exercise for a week. It was at that time that he discovered that this exercise could actually help him resist the damage of sonar.

He was a little painful, because he had used up more than six hundred skill points, and the Nameless Exercise had been upgraded to the third level.

He was also a little glad that he didn't use the skill points in the system indiscriminately, otherwise he wouldn't be able to solve the opponent so easily.

He was even more glad that he had been working tirelessly to practice the exercises in the past few days, otherwise the operation of the Nameless Exercises would not have been used so naturally, and he would not have found a solution to the problem so quickly.

Hearing some movement around him, Zhao Fan opened his eyes and tilted his head to look at the side, the beautiful eyes of the girl with blond hair were also looking at his face at the moment, her white little hands were tightly covering her mouth, and her face was full of disbelief.

"Beautiful Miss Belinda, we meet again?"

Zhao Fan coughed, reached out and wiped the dried blood at the corner of his mouth, and said to the girl in front of him with a smile.

"Fan, is it really you? Am I dead? We went to heaven together?"

The girl looked excited and stretched out her soft fingers to poke at Zhao Fan's arm, and rubbed the back of her head with her other hand. With difficulty, he got up and glanced around the pool, and the words came to an abrupt halt.

The girl saw the corpses, but there was not much horror on her face, but a feeling of accustomation.

Soon, her eyes as blue as a lake turned slyly, and a scream came out of her mouth, and her whole body crawled onto Zhao Fanshi, hugging his neck and shouting: "Oh my God, how can so many people die, I'm so scared! ”

Zhao Fan smiled bitterly, hugged the girl in his arms with one hand, sat up with the other hand supporting his body, and said with a smile: "I originally thought you would be afraid, but now it seems that your courage is even greater than I imagined." ”

"People are really scared, I don't believe you touch it, my heart is about to jump out. ”

Belinda sat directly on Zhao Fan's lap, grabbed his hand and pressed it on her towering chest. She was wearing a white V-neck casual shirt, and Zhao Fan's eyes were dizzy for a while, and her fingers just touched the softness, and they bounced back like an electric shock.

Belinda grinned, leaned forward slightly, her full red lips were printed on Zhao Fan's cheeks, and she said with a smile: "You are my angel, you can always be the first to appear when I am in danger." ”