Chapter Seventy-Two: Xiao Lin is there
There was silence around Gollum, and you could hear yourself swallowing your own saliva.
Xie Fan dragged out the ground with a machete in his hand, and "stab, stab, stab, stab", making a sharp and piercing sound.
Xie Fan walked towards them slowly, his eyes full of violent killing intent.
Plop, plop, the hearts of those little thugs kept beating faster, and if Xie Fan got close to him a little bit, he felt that his heart was about to explode.
At this moment, Xie Fan moved, and his figure appeared behind the gangsters like a ghost, and at this time, many gangsters felt a chill on their necks, and the next second they realized how they saw their bodies.
Xie Fan slashed, swift, clean, and directly cut off the heads of the three thugs, and the other thugs saw that the brothers next to him were still alive by their side just now, how could they have been separated by yin and yang in the next second.
They couldn't stand the fear in their hearts, and they sat on the ground and looked at the grim young man in front of them in fear, holding a machete full of blood.
Xie Fan was surprisingly calm, and there was no trace of uneasiness in his eyes.
"Big brother, you spare us, we don't know Taishan, provoke you, ask the eldest brother to give a way out, and in the future, you will listen to you by riding cattle and horses." One of the thugs was really scared, and he couldn't care about it at all, so he hurriedly kowtowed to Xie Fan constantly, praying that his life could survive.
I saw that Xie Fan didn't even look at the little gangster, and raised the blood-stained machete slightly, and with another slash, blood splattered everywhere, and the entire warehouse was filled with a strong smell of blood.
"Damn, instead of waiting for death like this, Lao Tzu might as well fight with him" At this time, a thug rushed towards Xie Fan, followed by several thugs, and they could see that no matter how much they begged for mercy, the cold-blooded young man in front of him would never let him go.
Xie Fan's face was expressionless, his eyes were full of powerful killing intent, and at this time, the hand holding the machete trembled slightly, and a knife light flew out. The light of the knife was too fast, and when it slashed at them, before he could feel the pain, his head slowly fell off his body.
At this time, there was a river of blood on the ground, and there were three thugs trembling in this pool of blood.
At this time, Xie Fan slowly walked towards them, reached out sharply, grabbed the collar of one of the thugs, and stared at him coldly.
"No, don't kill me, I don't want to die yet." The thug's face was full of tears, his eyes were closed, and he looked like a resentful woman.
Xie Fan drank coldly: "Xiao Lin is there"
The thug who was caught by Xie Fan kept crying, and finally cried too much, and then Xie Fan grabbed his collar tightly, choked, and finally died of myocardial infarction.
Xie Fan frowned and found that the man was completely motionless, so his hand opened slightly, and he "pounced" on the blood-covered ground.
Xie Fan turned his head and stared at the other thug, and then the machete in his left hand was thrown out, and before a thug who wanted to escape could react, he was cut in half by the machete thrown out by Xie Fan.
The tearing pain made him feel pain to the core, and he kept howling.
"Xiao Lin is there," Xie Fan looked down coldly at the last thug lying in a pool of blood.
The little thug kept trembling, and he couldn't help but stammer: "Little... Xiao Lin, who is it. ”
There was a loud bang. Xie Fan slammed his fist to the stone pillar on the side, and the stone pillar shattered like a tofu block, Xie Fan stared coldly at the little gangster on the ground, if you don't know that this stone pillar will be your end.
The little thug lying on the ground looked at Xie Fan, who was so strong, and couldn't help but sweat coldly, "Chang Qixin, it seems that someone was asked to arrest a school girl today, and now it seems to be tied up in the warehouse" The thug said tremblingly, when he glanced at Xie Fan slightly, he found that Xie Fan was looking at him with murderous intent. Immediately, he didn't dare to hide anything and said to Xie Fan.
"Maybe, the girl tied to the back of the warehouse today is what you called Xiao Lin, I only know this, please let me live, okay?" The thugs lying on the ground looked at Xie Fan beggingly.
Xie Fan glanced at him coldly, "Get up and take me to find that girl"