Chapter Seventy-One: Killing
Chang Quexin's face was extremely disgusting, his facial features had been completely squeezed into a lump, Chang Que looked at Xie Fan evilly, "Hehe, Xie Fan, I really admire your courage, I know it's a trap, you still dare to jump into it, for a woman, you don't even care about life, should I say you are stupid, or infatuated"
Chang Que looked at Xie Fan playfully, at this moment he had made all the preparations, and today Xie Fan would not be able to escape the net I made up even if he had wings.
Xie Fan didn't pay attention to Chang Que's words, his eyes were like swords, and his body was filled with monstrous killing intent.
"Xiao Lin is there." Xie Fan drank coldly.
Chang Que looked at Xie Fan's cold and terrifying eyes and remembered how Xie Fan humiliated himself at school that day, he still had to be unrecognizable, so that he couldn't stay at school, and he was so harmful that he had always protected his brother, which was separated from him by yin and yang, he hated Xie Fan, and he couldn't wait to drink his blood and eat his flesh.
He will not let Xie Fan die easily, he wants to torture him little by little, he wants to slowly torture and play with Xiao Lin in front of Xie Fan, he wants to make Xie Fan feel the most painful thing in this world.
Chang Que smiled ruthlessly, although Xie Fan's momentum was like a rainbow, he was much more powerful than he was in school, but he was not afraid at all, he was ready for everything, he didn't believe that Xie Fan was the reincarnation of the Great Luo Immortal, so he could reverse his fate.
Chang Que looked at Xie Fan viciously, "Xie Fan, you glared at me like this at the beginning, and now you dare to stare at me like this, I will definitely make you feel endless torture." ”
"Hands-on" Chang Que Xin drank.
The door behind Xie Fan slammed and closed inexplicably.
At this time, a large crowd of machetes rushed out from behind Chang Quexin.
Xie Fan's eyes were cold, without the slightest fear.
At this time, Chang Qixin slowly walked to the inside of the warehouse, and said without saying anything, "Catch him, it's okay to make him half dead, I want him to feel it, and see other men playing with his beloved woman." ”
"Bang" was another explosion, and a vacuum bag on Xie Fan's head burst open, full of lime, falling from the sky and falling towards Xie Fan.
Xie Fan doesn't care about anything now, all the powerful cultivators burst out, and now as long as there are people who stop him, "No matter who it is, as long as he dares to hurt Xiao Lin's hair, I will definitely let him live rather than die." Xie Fan glanced coldly at the person in front of him.
Xie Fan's powerful cultivation was overwhelming, and the bag full of lime smashed into Xie Fan's body, and he was shocked away before he could even enter his body.
The little thugs who were holding machetes on the side looked at Xie Fan's terrifying momentum and retreated in fright.
Xie Fan raised his head slightly, his bloodthirsty eyes stared at them fiercely like a peerless killing god, these little gangsters with machetes were all frightened by Xie Fan's terrifying eyes, and they broke out in a cold sweat.
Every time Xie Fan took a step, their hearts would tremble violently due to fear in their hearts, and at this time, a little gangster really couldn't stand Xie Fan's momentum, so he picked up the machete and slashed at Xie Fan.
When the thug's machete was only two feet away from Xie Fan's head, Xie Fan's thick and slender palm sandwiched the machete between his fingers as fast as lightning.
With that fierce look, he stared at the little thug who was slashing at him, and the little thug was frightened by Xie Fan's demonic momentum, and his legs were weak, and his lower body couldn't help but get wet.
Such a small gangster trembled and said to Xie Fan: "Big brother, I was wrong, let me go, please let me go, I don't want to die yet"
Xie Fan's eyes were cold, so that the little gangster, who was already weak all over, could not see a trace of life.
It is true that Xie Fan is not ready to let go of the little gangster in front of him, what Chang Que Xin did today has touched Xie Fan's bottom line, so Xie Fan is going to kill today, and he wants to make this warehouse bleed.
At this time, Xie Fan's fingers firmly held the machete in the thug's hand, his fingers were slightly forced, and he flicked it gently, and then the thug felt that the machete in his hand was coming towards him like a thousand catties.
"Bump" There was a sound of metal hitting bones, and the thug's head was completely sliced open by the machete in his hand, and blood was splashed everywhere. The body slowly fell to the ground.
The bunch of thugs on the side looked at Xie Fan and gasped, some of them had also killed people, but they were not as calm as Xie Fan to kill, just like killing a chicken.
The aura of Xie Fan's body became colder and colder, and he did not have the slightest mercy for the little gangster he had just killed.
Xie Fan pulled out the machete under his feet and walked forward slowly, Xie Fan at this time was like a grim reaper, as if he could take their lives at any time.