A man in overalls walked up to the stage, borrowed the microphone from the auctioneer's hand, and said with a smile: "Distinguished guests, today's auction is over, and the next thing to let you see, no bidding, everyone has a share, that is, ...... Hell! ”

When he said "this is the end", the auctioneer and Zhou Xianming looked confused, thinking that it was the boss's instructions to temporarily change the auction process. Pen fun and pavilion www.biquge.info

And after he said the last word, the auctioneer and Zhou Xianming thought that this guy must be a psychopath.

The auctioneer reached out and grabbed the man's microphone.

Zhou Xianming beckoned the security guards to arrest him and take him down, and carefully check where he recruited the person, such a cheat......

And at that moment, the man smiled and said to the auctioneer who reached for the microphone, "Do you want to either?" You can say what you want, how do I know if you don't tell me? You said it, I'll definitely give it to you, give! ”

As he spoke, he directly smashed the microphone into the auctioneer's face!

The weight of the special host microphone is not light, and the force of the smashing is not small, the auctioneer's face directly bloomed, blood and teeth splashed together, and he fell to the ground screaming.

Zhou Xianming was shocked. Shouted, "Catch him!" ”

Three security guards swarmed up.

The man's smile remained unchanged, and instead of dodging, he stepped forward, and with a wave of his hands, he put the heads of two of the security guards over and squeezed them hard in the middle, causing them to collide with each other.

Bang!

The head blossomed, the brains were knocked out, and he died on the spot.

His smile was friendly and friendly, but he didn't expect to be so ruthless.

Another bodyguard grabbed the air, staggered, looked back and saw that the two colleagues were dead, shocked and angry, and was about to pull out the electric baton on his waist, when he suddenly felt a cold vest, followed by a cold chest, and looked down, a cold and bloody knife tip protruded from the heart......

The knife was drawn, blood splattered, and the man fell to the ground.

He didn't seem to believe that he was dead, and his eyes widened so wide that they almost protruded.

The third security guard was also killed by a man in overalls, but he looked older, his face was wrinkled, and his hair should have been dyed black, because the stubble was half silver.

The uncle's eyes were not old and cloudy, but shone with a fierce and cruel light.

The tragedy on the podium, in which three lives were killed in an instant—in the eyes of the guests, four, including the auctioneer, who fell to the ground with a bloody face—turned from initial shock to panic, and the audience began to riot.

Zhou Xianming used to shout loudly for the security guards to arrest people, but now he is so frightened that he hides back with his mouth covered, and he just hopes that these murderous gangsters will not notice him.

When Lu Fan turned around, the three security guards on the stage fell down one after another, and Qian Xiyi's screams were heard in his ears.

He saw clearly that the young man in his work clothes and always had a smile on his face was none other than Xiao Shan.

Blood Shadow Legion Xiaoshan.

And another young and older uncle in overalls is also a little familiar, as if he has seen it somewhere.

Killing people on the spot, the style of painting is too terrifying, and some guests have already got up and left their seats in horror and ran towards the two doors of the entrance and exit, but no matter how they knocked and pushed, the door did not move, and it just didn't open.

At this time, Xiao Shan unhurriedly picked up the bloody microphone from the ground, twisted it with three fingers, looked a little disgusted, leaned his mouth slightly, coughed lightly and said: "Don't be excited, don't panic, as I just said, everyone has a share, and everyone is indispensable...... Next, let's see hell together! ”

As soon as he finished speaking, he saw a burly man walk up to the rostrum, he was also wearing the work clothes of the auction venue, but his work clothes obviously did not fit, and he was about to be torn by the violent-sudden-muscle-flesh.

The big man was two heads taller than Xiao Shan, walked on the stage without saying a word, facing everyone in the field, and raised his left hand.

Then, with his right hand, he removed the entire fist of his left hand from his wrist like a screw, but there was no blood, and there was no muscular tissue or white bones in it, only a few iron pipes that were black holes and like gun barrels were exposed.

And in an instant, the air in the entire auction hall seemed to freeze, suffocating.

This is the aura that emanates from that strange big man, how heavy.

Lu Fan's pupils contracted suddenly, and his sensitive feeling told him that this was murderous!

It's as murderous as substance, iron!

They want to kill everyone present!

The thought flashed like lightning, Lu Fan didn't dare to make any extra moves, almost relying on instinct, he rushed straight to Qian Xiyi and pressed her to the ground.

Qian Xiyi was shocked, ashamed and angry, and wanted to struggle, but was hugged tightly by Lu Fan, and rolled to the side vigorously, but fortunately she threw the carpet on the ground, which was not too hard and did not panic......

As soon as I rolled under a table, I heard the terrifying sound of gunfire!

Sudden ......Sudden Sudden T

Machine-gun fire, strafing......

Qian Xiyi was about to struggle hard, but when she heard the gunshot, she was immediately frightened, and no longer pushed Lu Fan, but hugged him tightly, shrunk in his arms, and trembled.

Lu Fan was almost out of breath by the pressure of her chest-front-two-group-full, so he hurriedly asked her to loosen it a little, and groped out a few defensive talismans from her body to protect and resist.

At the end of a round of strafing, in the hall, except for the three people on the rostrum, there were no more people standing in the field, corpses were all over the field, blood and flesh were splashed, the off-white carpet had been dyed bright red, and Zhou Xianming and the auctioneer were also shot holes.

The burly man in overalls had smoke in his left arm, he blew the red and hot barrel, his face was expressionless, it seemed that for him, so many people he shot just now were not people, just chickens, ducks, geese, dogs and cats, oh no, even chickens, ducks, geese, dogs and cats, killing so many people was like stepping on a bunch of ants.

The real murder is like numbness and ruthlessness.

Lu Fan thought so in his heart.

He hid under the table with Qian Xiyi in his arms, and just now he arranged a small protective talisman array as quickly as possible to resist the terrorist attack, and it was no big deal.

It's just that two fresh corpses fell next to them, and the blood that flowed out soaked to Qian Xiyi's feet.

The girl had never seen so much blood in her life, and she was so frightened that she almost screamed.

Lu Fan hurriedly covered her mouth, glared at her, and signaled silence.

Qian Xiyi was about to collapse, where did she think that she just thought that the auction would be fun, so she begged her father to give her a place, expecting to find a few things she liked, but as a result, the auction was so bloody-bloody-violent, hundreds of people died, and the auction hall instantly became a Shura hell.

Of course, she was not the only one under intense pressure now, and the rest of the people who had narrowly escaped the first round of shooting were each terrified and almost collapsed.

"Ahhh......h

Two people suddenly came out from under a table on the right in the back row, screaming frantically and rushing towards the door......