Chapter 157: What is madness?

"Kill! Leave no one behind!"

Xiao Fan had a cold face, and as soon as he gave an order, the Saint Lords, who had long been unable to bear it, immediately raised their guns and pulled the trigger, and there was a burst of strafing fire at Lu Xiaofeng's hundreds of subordinates.

Countless bullets were shot out, and in just a few seconds, dozens of people had already fallen.

The entire banquet hall was like hell, and some people were shot more than a dozen times and directly beaten into a sieve.

The people behind also reacted one after another, and hurriedly set up the table to block the bullets.

Fortunately, the British royal family has a great cause, and even the tables here are made of iron pear wood, and bullets can't penetrate those tables for a while.

"Bang, bang, bang!"

The inside of the banquet hall was like firecrackers.

Lu Xiaofeng hid in the back and took advantage of this time to run out of the background.

After Xiao Fan's people finished firing the bullets, they threw away the guns directly, and a group of people were like tigers and wolves, and with a roar of the tiger, they rushed towards Lu Xiaofeng's subordinates, fighting with their bare hands.

Xiao Fan's side is full of practitioners, in addition to Da Zhuang, an external strength master, there are more than a dozen internal strength martial artists, and the combat effectiveness can be said to be very strong, but although most of the people on the opposite side are killed and injured, there are still more than 100 people.

For a time, the two sides fought tiedly.

Seeing this, Xiao Fan stepped out and came to more than a dozen bastards.

At this time, this group of people was boxing and kicking Xiao Fan's subordinates, holding the bench and slashing lifelessly.

That man was just an ordinary practitioner, and he was immediately beaten all over his body.

Xiao Fan's eyes froze, and his thoughts poured out like a tide, and before he moved a hand or a foot, more than a dozen bastards died violently, bleeding to death through seven holes, and fell down without warning.

In an instant, more than a dozen people surrounded him, these people had fierce eyes, and they slashed towards Xiao Fan with a bench in their hands.

"Die!"

Xiao Fan let out a low snort, and when he raised his hand, a white light palm formed in front of him, and it bombarded the dozen or so people like a devastating blow.

Before those people could react, they were slapped into a blood mist by their white light palms.

Xiao Fan was like a huge bulldozer, sweeping all the way, and flesh and blood flew everywhere he passed. He grabbed the void, as if grasping the air, and a ten-meter-long white sword instantly took shape in his hand.

With a wave, he cut off dozens of people, Xiao Fan withdrew his sword, stepped on the corpses of those people and took two steps, and came to Brother Wolf.

"Can you hold on?"

Xiao Fan asked. With a stroke of your fingers, you can cut off the rope directly.

Although Brother Wolf has been tortured to the point that he is not human, he is almost hanging for a breath, but he still has a smile on his face.

"If you can't die, I knew you would come to my rescue!"

"I'll heal you!"

Looking at Brother Wolf's injury, even Xiao Fan couldn't help frowning.

He fed Brother Wolf a Pei Yuan Pill, and then urged the True Yuan, and the vast True Yuan flowed into Brother Wolf's body in an instant, repairing the injuries in his body and the damaged heart veins in his body.

"Hack them both!"

At this moment, someone saw Xiao Fan, who was healing Brother Wolf's injuries, he shouted, and more than a dozen people rushed over with a bench.

Brother Wolf's body trembled slightly. Xiao Fan hurriedly said:

"Don't move, close your eyes!"

Seeing that group of people rushed over, a golden light mask flashed out of thin air, protecting Xiao Fan and Brother Wolf in it, but the group of people smashed over with a bench but were directly shocked and flew out.

With Xiao Fan's move, the pressure on them plummeted, and the remaining people were not afraid at all, and it didn't take long for Lu Xiaofeng's subordinates to be wiped out, and no one was left.

Xiao Fan treated Brother Wolf's injuries and finally saved his life, but because his injuries were too serious, Pei Yuandan couldn't completely cure him, so he had to be sent to the hospital for treatment.

Da Zhuang hurriedly ran over and said:

"Boss, Lu Xiaofeng's people are all wiped out, and Lu Xiaofeng was also caught by our people downstairs. ”

Xiao Fan nodded and said:

"Send a few men to take the wolf and the wounded brother to the hospital, and then send someone to pile up the corpses so that I can deal with them later. ”

"Yes!"

None of the Saints' men died, two seriously injured and a few lightly wounded, and were taken to the hospital along with Brother Wolf.

The rest of the people began to clean up the corpses on the second floor, piling them all together according to Xiao Fan's words.

Xiao Fan found a clean room and asked Da Zhuang to bring Lu Xiaofeng in.

When Lu Xiaofeng passed by the banquet hall, he saw the corpses piled up like a hill, and the whole person trembled.

That's more than 300 people!

Only now did he realize what kind of people he had provoked, and it was simply a devil! Even more than he and his own father, Li Zhenxuan, did not take human life seriously.

Before he could enter the room, he was already too frightened to walk, and Da Zhuang carried him in with one hand.

"Plop!"

Lu Xiaofeng was directly thrown to the ground by Da Zhuang rudely.

Xiao Fan walked over, and without saying a word, he gave him a kick and kicked him against the wall.

"Poof!"

Lu Xiaofeng was directly kicked and vomited blood.

"Don't ...... Don't kill me!"

Xiao Fan walked up to Lu Xiaofeng and said coldly:

"You tortured the little wolf to look like that, this kick, kicked for him. ”