Syllable!

The phone was slammed to the ground and shattered.

Wang Jun's whole body trembled, and his eyes were full of anger and fierce looks.

In Baiyun Town, no one has ever dared to threaten, and he still threatened his son's life.

Sins are unforgivable!

"Mr. Wang, what's going on. ”

The man who spoke, named Leng Dao, was a mercenary who had licked blood from the knife on a foreign battlefield.

After returning to China, he worked for Wang Jun and helped him solve many enemies.

"Cold knife, He'er was caught, and the situation is very dangerous. Wang Jun gasped, clenched his fists fiercely, and gritted his teeth: "Come with me to rescue He'er, you must ...... It's going to cost that guy. ”

"Okay, Mr. Wang. ”

Leng Dao put away the two short knives on the table with an expressionless face, which were weapons he had purchased at a high price from the international weapon masters.

Sharpen iron like clay, blow hair and break hair, and countless souls have died under the knife.

He gave the pair a name for the daggers, Bloody.

Today, the bloody demon is going to have one more life.

……

Minutes and seconds passed.

Sun Tianming was sweating profusely, his eyes were all on the young man in front of him, he didn't dare to move, and he didn't dare to say anything.

Wang He lay on the ground, lifeless, half of his life had been lost. Staring intently at the alarm clock on the wall, his nerves tensed with every movement of the second hand.

Five minutes, sounds like a short time.

But for Wang He, it was even more torturous than five years.

Because, it's a countdown to death.

"Daddy, come and save me. ”

Wang He prayed frantically in his heart.

He had no doubt that if his father hadn't arrived at the stipulated time, Mu Fan would really kill him.

This man is a devil.

A minute passed......

Two minutes passed......

Three minutes passed......

Four minutes passed......

Wang He's eyes straightened, his face was extremely ugly, and his eyeballs were almost about to fall out.

Finally, when there were still ten seconds left to complete five minutes.

A medium-sized off-road vehicle, like a roaring beast with a roaring motor turning, rushed to the intersection.

Wang Jun got out of the car and saw Wang He lying on the ground with his hands and feet broken.

His old face became like black coal, and he trembled with anger.

On the way, he had thought of countless results.

But he never expected that his son would be tortured like this.

Wang Jun's heart was furious, he wanted to kill, he wanted to vent, he wanted to let the person who did it die without a place to bury.

"Stop. ”

Just as Wang Jun was about to come over, a light voice sounded, and Mu Fan raised his face leisurely, and looked over with deep eyes.

Wang Jun ignored it and continued to walk forward.

Bang!

Mu Fan doesn't like to talk superfluous nonsense, he prefers to use practical actions.

raised a foot and stepped on Wang He's thigh.

"Ahhh......hh

Wang He's face turned red, and he howled wildly, like a pig.

Wang Jun stopped.

It's the kind that seems to have been struck by lightning and stopped moving for a moment.

He gritted his teeth, his eyes were red, and he stared at Mu Fan, "Let my son go, otherwise I will make you regret it." ”

"Regret, how are you going to make me regret it?" Mu Fan glanced at and said nonchalantly.

Wang Jun didn't say anything, he glanced at Mu Fan.

It was as if he had fallen into an abyss, and his heart couldn't help but surge with fear and fear.

Is this the look that humans should have?

After four or five full breaths, Wang Junjun's thoughts returned, and he took a deep breath to suppress the shock in his heart.

"Cold knife! ”

Although the young man in front of him was a little unable to see through, Wang Jun was very confident.

After all, he had seen the strength of the cold knife with his own eyes.

That's a man who can fight jackals, tigers and leopards with his bare hands, and one punch can shatter a stone slab, and one hand can pinch a stag to death.

Once he sent Leng Dao to kill an enemy, and the other party invited more than a dozen professionally trained bodyguards, but Leng Dao was alone.

However, it was not long after.

The cold knife carried the enemy's head and came back to his life.

"Remember, I want this man to live. Wang He forcibly suppressed the anger in his heart, tortured his son like this, and easily took his life, which was too cheap.

Only let him live, and then return it a hundredfold, a thousandfold!

Leng Dao nodded slightly, and his seemingly empty eyes revealed a sharp ice glow.

He came to the opposite side of Mu Fan, high up, his eyes empty, "Boy, it is a very stupid choice to go against Mr. Wang, or let Wang Shao go soon." ”

"Oh?" Mu Fan raised his eyebrows and kicked Wang He aside, "If I don't let it go." ”

"You are playing with fire! A weak person who has no strength will only burn himself by playing with fire. ”

The cold knife drew out the blood, and each hand held one in each hand.

He is never merciful to his enemies.

Even if the other party is just an ordinary-looking college student.

Because, there is only one one that the cold knife learns.

That's the art of killing.

The next moment, the cold knife moved.

He grabbed the blood and stabbed at Mu Fan.

The speed was extremely fast, so fast that it was a little blurry to the naked eye, and the force was extremely strong, and the air was filled with the sound of explosions.

This knife, without any superfluous movements, does not drag the mud and water at all.

Fast, accurate, ruthless.

A real killing technique!

Cold knives are very experienced and confident.

This knife will not kill Mu Fan, but will only cut off the other party's two hand meridians in an instant.

After all, Wang Jun wanted to keep this kid's life.

"It's too late to hide now. ”

Seeing Mu Feng standing still in place, the cold knife pupils stretched out and swept out a smile full of meaning.

The other party didn't hide, and he wasn't surprised.

Because ordinary people can't react at all.

However.

Is Mu Fan an ordinary person? Of course not.

He is a true value of the acquired realm consummation martial artist, and he is only one side away from the innate master.

Suddenly, Mu Fan raised his head.

In front of the eye, there is a calm face, calm to the point of chilling.

Leng Dao's heart flickered, as if he had been smashed by lightning.

Almost at the same time, Mu Fan raised his head.

The knife stopped at a limit distance of one inch from Mu Fan's neck.

It wasn't the cold knife that stopped on its own initiative.

It was clearly seen that the thin short knife was clamped by Mu Fan with two fingers.

Quiet!

All of a sudden, it was very quiet.

Leng Dao's forehead and face were also changing drastically, and he had already decided that Mu Fan would definitely die.

He tried to pull the knife back, but no matter how hard he tried, the other party was like a towering Tarzan, not moving.

How amazing this must be, to be done by the power of terror!

"I'll admit, you're quite right. Mu Fan's eyelids were slightly raised, and he glanced at Leng Dao lightly, with a look of pity, "Weak people who don't have the strength to play with fire will only play with fire and burn themselves." ”

Bang!

The words fell, and a crisp voice sounded.

Leng Dao's eyes widened to an unprecedented extent, as if he had seen a ghost, and his heart was almost shattered.

Bloody, it was actually the young man in front of him.

Broken with bare hands!

That's a divine soldier made of pure gold, sharpened iron like clay, and blown and broken hair!

"You ......"

Leng Dao subconsciously wanted to roar.

But, abruptly.

He couldn't make a sound!!

Because, the ordinary blade that was broken moved like a dragon, directly piercing his throat.

Blood was pouring and pouring down.

Leng Dao hugged his neck with both hands and took several steps back.

His eyes were full of horror and shock.

Staring at the young man in front of him, who looked harmless to humans and animals.

Poof.

The cold knife fell, but his eyes were open, staring straight ahead.

He didn't realize until he died what a terrible opponent he had provoked.

However, he didn't have a chance to know.

"You ......"

Seeing Leng Dao die in front of him, Wang Jun's face changed and changed.

From the original rage, it gradually evolved into fear.

He didn't even realize what was going on, after all, everything was happening in a flash of lightning.

Vaguely, Wang Jun's thighs were trembling involuntarily.

He knew exactly how terrifying the cold knife was.

However, he didn't even touch the young man's hair, and he died directly.

Mu Fan no longer paid attention to the cold knife, as if what fell in front of him was not a big living person, but a stone.

He shifted his gaze to Wang Jun: "You haven't answered me yet, how are you going to make me regret it?"

Wang Jun was completely shrouded in fear at the moment, how could he still have the heart to answer Mu Fan's question.

It took four or five breaths before he came to his senses.

"You...... Do you think that if you kill Leng Dao, you will be able to put this matter to rest?" Wang Jun took a breath, and the fierceness in his eyes surged again.

Leng Dao was killed, which was indeed beyond his expectations.

However, Wang Jun's hole card is just a mercenary.

This is Baiyun Town, and he is the patriarch of Baiyun Town, and this is his territory.

No one can oppose him in Baiyun Town.

"If you dare to hurt my son, I will let you, and the people around you, be buried with my son!" Wang Jun gritted his teeth, and the anger in his eyes became thicker and thicker.

"Very good! I'm very satisfied with this answer, and I like your undying attitude. ”

Mu Fan narrowed his eyes, as if he felt a sense of relief, and let out a long sigh.

Today's events are all because of his recklessness and his kindness.

That's why it caused trouble, injured Xiao Yuqing, and even almost threatened Xiao Yuqing's life.

It's all his fault!

Mu Fan opened his eyes again, but at this time, there was no human affection in his pupils, and they were all scarlet and violent.

Wang Jun was terrified, and he felt like he had fallen into the abyss, almost suffocating.

This kind of look is really, too scary.

"Never die?"

Mu Fan flicked his palm, grabbed the half-cut short knife that fell to the ground in his hand through the void, and a fierce aura erupted around his body, stirring up a circle of waves:

"Then I'm going to do it today, cut the grass and eradicate the roots!"