The latest chapter, please Baidu pen とfun と Zhai or manually enter the URL www.biqùzhai.com no delay synchronous update Fan Ying's smile represents death, since you can't get forgiveness, then what if you can be a Satan! His smile was mixed with infinite cruelty, looking at the five people fighting in the field, Fan Ying seemed to see the hope of survival.

The dead soldiers of the Fan family who rushed out of the dark rooms of each room were so crazy that they pounced on the five people in the field. Although the five people in the silver mask did not have the command of the leader, they still maintained their formation and were not chaotic in the face of danger.

The shouts resounded in the hall of the Fan family, Lao Luo withdrew and stood beside Fan Ying, looking at the Fan family's dead soldiers who kept falling in the field, he knew that these people could not resist each other.

"Master, let's go first!" Lao Luo looked at Fan Ying worriedly and said.

"Don't worry, consume these people first, does he really think that I, Fan Ying, am so easy to bully?" Fan Ying seems to have returned to his youth, full of spirit and pointing out the country. He shook his robe, so imposing!

"Master Shengming!" Lao Luo's expression was unusually calm, as if he was used to seeing Fan Ying's behavior.

The dead soldiers of the Fan family were orphans taken in by Fan Ying all the year round, and even these people could not have been orphans, but they were turned into orphans by Fan Ying. How could the poor dead soldiers, who had been deeply brainwashed, know that this seemingly benevolent old man they believed in was actually a heinous villain! If they knew about the tragic death of their parents, would they treat Fan Ying like they did to the masked man in the field!

Looking at the situation of Jiaozuo in the field, Fan Ying decided to do something more. He reached out and slapped the other single vase, and suddenly stones kept falling from the wall. In an instant, countless black holes appeared on the walls around him. Fan Ying was very satisfied with his current state, he patted Lao Luo, and the two quickly evacuated the hall. The latest chapter of the pen ぺfun ぺ zhai has been uploaded

Originally, these things were kept for his own life, and he once boasted that as long as he was in his villa, no one could kill him. It's just that when he faced Zuo Feng and Du Zhe at the beginning, he knew that he probably didn't even have the opportunity to shoot the mechanism. But now it's different, although these people are strong enough, it's still difficult to kill themselves.

"If you can get out alive, remember to tell Zuo Feng, I, Fan Ying, will take revenge on him, will retaliate against him, haha, haha, hahaha." Fan Ying left a sentence for the silver masked man in the field to convey to Zuo Feng, but do they still have a chance to convey this sentence?

The silver-masked men couldn't help but speed up the harvest, and they kept waving the short blades in their hands, each swing representing the end of a life. However, Fan Ying apparently did not consider the lives of the dead soldiers, and after he left, the guns fired.

If you can find the shelter in time, you may not be able to escape. It's just that it's unbelievable that these dead men are desperately trying to hug these silver-masked people, and it's clear that they want to die with them.

The silver-masked men in black who couldn't dodge were all hugged by the dead soldiers, and the guns pierced their skin mercilessly with a loud sound. Once they fought side by side and endured countless baptisms of blood and fire. Now they face death together, endure infinite pain, and leave with unwillingness, anger, and grief.

Dead, all dead! All those present were dead. No matter how powerful a person is, he can't escape the constant shuttle of bullets, and he has no skills but has to stain the Fan family hall with blood. In a short period of time, the Fan family's mansion became a dead house, and there was nothing else but the cold corpse. Fan Ying and Lao Luo had already left, and there were only corpses and a huge hole in the entire hall left.

The once lively hall of the Fan family is now full of dead bodies. The only eyes of the five silver-masked men were kept open. They have thought countless times about the day when their lives will end, but they have never imagined that they will be lost to history in this way.

It was quiet, the hall was quiet. There was no sound of fighting, but there were countless grievances and tactfulness. It was the soul of the deceased circling!

After a long time, there was a sound in the black hole, the unusually rude gasp of a person. The sound grew louder and closer to the ground. Suddenly, a bloody hand slammed into the floor at the edge, the hand covered in blood and its skin festering.

The man had held out for a long time before he could move his badly wounded body to the ground, and he finally managed to climb up. The man was none other than the black-clad leader, who was lying on the ground panting for breath.

At this moment, the door of the hall opened, and a fishy smell came to his face, and the black-clothed leader knew that it was the smell of blood flowing out of his body. Gradually, he turned his head and saw an unforgettable scene in his life.

His five brothers stared ahead with wide eyes. There were countless dead stumps around them, and the few corpses that were intact were desperately clinging to their bodies. They were all punched with numerous holes in their bodies, and their clothes were torn.

Blood flowed down the bullet holes, draining their lives into the empty halls. The black-clothed leader looked at these brothers who had once shared blood, and his eyes, which had not been moist all his life, finally dripped precious tears.

The man has two lines of tears, not for the beauty, not for the country! I'm just for, my brother!

It's windy outside, it's very windy! Blowing away the soul of this full house, blowing away the vitality of this past. I thought I could, but why did I only see your unwillingness! I thought I could, but why can't I take your corpses! I thought I could, but why can't I die with you! Wait for me, my brother!

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