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When the words fell, Xiao Fan waved his hand, and more than a hundred people behind him rushed in, one hundred and forty-seven corpses, still stored in the cold room, even if the corpses were frozen, but the tragic situation before death could still be seen, the retreating soldiers, almost did not dare to look at Xiao Fan's eyes, the anger in those eyes, almost swallowed everything. Pen × fun × Pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 ｉｎｆｏ

When everyone dispersed, only Xiao Fan and the remaining half of the elites were left in the field.

Nie Chen and Yu Jianren did not appear here, but were let out by Xiao Fan in order to face emergencies that could arise at any time.

Looking at these half of the elites, Xiao Fanhu had tears in his eyes, "It's my fault to let you die in a foreign country." Xiao Fan looked at the corpse in front of him and said lightly.

"If you can't bring your ashes back, then it's a big mistake, you are alive, you can't go back, you are dead, you have to be brought back no matter what." Xiao Fan said lightly.

When the words fell, he bowed lightly to the corpse, and more than a hundred people, following Xiao Fan, bowed in unison.

There are more than 100 people in the field, all of them are men who lick blood with knives, bleeding without tears, and they don't talk anymore, but at this moment, most of the eyes are full of tears, and even some people have sobbed softly.

At the beginning, they came out of China, were high-spirited, took charge of the fight, and waved the knife forward, but now, these people can no longer stand up.

There is nothing more desperate in this world than death, and it is the living who feel this feeling. "In life, they are like siblings, and after death, they should be in the same place." Xiao Fan looked at the frozen corpse in front of him and said with a heavy face.

As soon as the words fell, barrels of oil poured down from the air, and the fire rose, burning until midnight, before it stopped, and Xiao Fan also stood here until midnight, no one came to disturb him, and no one dared to disturb him.

It wasn't until the fire was extinguished that Xiao Fan turned around and said, "Collect the ashes and send them home." Xiao Fan's voice was still so calm and powerful.

When the words fell, Xiao Fan turned around, a gust of wind swept away, and the white ashes flew into the sky, and in the wind, it seemed to carry the whimper of hundreds of battle spirits.

"If you go, you can go with peace of mind, as for hatred, it is natural for us who are alive to help you repay it." Xiao Fan looked at the ashes flying in the air and muttered softly.

The wind passed, the ashes fell to the ground, and Xiao Fan strode away, never looking back from beginning to end.

Next, it should be the time for him Xiao Fan to really show his fangs.

In this world, how many people can withstand the anger of the son?

So, tonight, is destined to be an unquiet night.

It was originally a fight on the underworld and a battle on the rivers and lakes, but now it seems to have developed into politics, and more and more people are involved, but these are not reasons for Xiao Fan to retreat.

"I'll come, I'll conquer," with Xiao Fan's words, the originally calm YN underworld surged again on this night.

The YN military, which originally intervened, was dead silent at this time.

There was no sound coming, this turmoil swept not only the YN underworld, but also the YN political arena, Xiao Fan's words were like throwing a heavy stone in YN, affecting all levels of YN.

Now, what Xiao Fan wants is not just as simple as the YN underworld.

Everyone knew that Xiao Fan came with ambitions, but no one would have thought that revenge would come so tragically and leave no room for it.

The loss of half of the elite has completely angered the killing intent lurking in Xiao Fan's heart, and when the bloodthirsty Shura is provoked, the only thing that can extinguish the anger is blood.

Even the YN authorities, in response to this incident, held a meeting.

In the YN authorities, when discussing Xiao Fan's affairs, the boss of the YN gang had already knelt in front of Xiao Fan at this time, this big battle, Xiao Fan did not intervene from beginning to end, and more than 100 elites were already angry, this force, the entire YN underworld, could not resist at all.

This anger, the earth-shattering hatred they suppressed, was enough to destroy everything.

Leaving no prisoners, this is the most tragic battle, the battle only revolves around two words, killing, only blood, can wash away the hatred in the heart.

Although the living should not be swayed by the dead, the living must give an explanation to the dead.

Tonight, the dark road of yn dizzed the blood-colored sky, and the son was angry, floating blood for thousands of miles, and the world trembled.

YN gang has completely become a noun, perhaps, after many years, no one remembers this force, because, this force, tonight, has completely disappeared from the world, the only one alive is the boss of the YN gang, Li Jinming, he can live because Xiao Fan has explained, otherwise, Li Jinming's fate will not be better than an ordinary gang, just killing, since it is murder, then there is no need to care about what identity and status you have, because, in the end, you have to die.

Li Jinming knelt in front of Xiao Fan, he was obese, he had been kneeling for an hour, he didn't dare to raise his head, just kneeling quietly, and the ground where he knelt was already wet with sweat.

The more people who reach this level, the more afraid they are of death, because, he has long lost the blood he once had, prosperous, and the most popular thing, he has been a big man in the YN Gang for so many years, Li Jinming has gotten enough, and the YN Gang is gone, but he still wants to live, he doesn't have the idea of giving the YN Gang a funeral, he has made enough money, as long as he can live, he can find a place to live with peace of mind. Even your own family can not care, the daughter-in-law is gone, you can remarry, the son is gone, you can regenerate, as long as you have money, of course, the most important thing is that the man sitting on it, can he let himself go, the feeling of life being held in the hands of others is definitely not very good.

Moreover, Li Jinming knew in his heart that the so-called hole cards in his hand were of no use in front of that man, although his infiltration of the two terms of military and political affairs had reached a terrifying level, but this bit of capital, in front of that man, could not play any role, and it couldn't even make that man jealous.

He originally wanted to leave at night, but it was too late to escape.

Sitting on it, listening to Li Jinming's voice begging for mercy, the smile on the corner of Xiao Fan's mouth became more and more brilliant, whether it was a hero, a shopping mall predator, or a cold-blooded killer, a lonely mercenary, or a peak politician, Xiao Fan had seen it.

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