Sister Jing took Luo Fan and Su Xianghua to the door of the Muling Building.

The Kiling Building is one of Matsukawakai's properties in Shinsu, with a casino on the third basement floor, a sex shop on the third floor of the street, and a Kiling Hotel on the upper floor.

"Sister Jing, what floor are those brutes from the Songchuan Society?" Luo Fan's eyes were cold, and he looked at the Muling Mansion.

Sister Jing raised her head and looked at the location of about the twelfth floor on the left side of the Muling Building, her eyes were full of infinite indignation and resentment.

Luo Fan didn't need to ask anymore, he closed his eyes, and his face was cold.

Two or three seconds later, Luo Fan opened his eyes, his eyes were like a blade out of the sheath, he looked at the position of the fourth light from the left on the twelfth floor, stretched out his hands, pulled up Su Xianghua and Sister Jing from left to right, and didn't see how he exerted his strength, and rushed to the twelfth floor with two people like cannonballs.

Su Xianghua and Sister Jing were not psychologically prepared at all, and the inertia brought by the sudden rise made the two of them extremely uncomfortable physically and psychologically, but both of them were in a burst of ecstasy, this Huaxia agent is really not bragging, he is really a superman, no, even more bullish than SupermanX...

Luo Fan didn't care what Su Xianghua and the two thought of him, when they were close to the room, energy burst out, and the tempered glass of the building shattered instantly, Luo Fan took Su Xianghua and Sister Jing, and rushed in like a god.

There were eleven men in the room, three were black foreigners, the other eight were mourning dogs, and a few were still naked, with patterns of various colors and shapes tattooed on their bodies.

Suddenly someone knocked in the window from the front, and the eleven men in the room were startled, and when they saw that one of the three people who came in was the Chinese woman they had ravaged and tortured for most of the night, their faces all changed.

A short and fat man with an explosive head and a fat belly was holding a clay camera in his hand, and the display screen was playing an unsightly picture, and the sound of the camera was playback, and the miserable cries of women were heard, and the cruel and evil laughter of several men.

Luo Fan's eyes were as cold as ice, and he grabbed the short and fat man's hair with his hand, and pulled it back, the short and fat man's head was raised, Luo Fan pressed his thumb on the back of the other party's head, and the ugly mouth of the short and fat man opened involuntarily.

Luo Fan snatched the camera from the hand of the short and fat funeral dog, and the camera lens as thick as an arm was more than half a foot long, and stuffed it into the short and fat man's mouth.

The miserable snort immediately came from the nostrils of the short and fat man, yes, it came from the nostrils, his lips and teeth had been smashed to pieces by the camera lens, and his mouth was also filled with camera lenses with a diameter far beyond his caliber.

Then, Luo Fan's right palm slapped on the camera body, and the short and fat man's miserable snort came to an abrupt end.

Nearly seven inches of camera footage, penetrating through his mouth, through the back of his neck, and through his entire neck a lens the thickness of an arm, it was strange that he could make the slightest sound.

Luo Fan's methods were too bloody and brutal, the remaining seven mourning men and three black men in the room were all frightened, and Su Xianghua and Sister Jing felt an indescribable pleasure in their hearts, the insult suffered by Sister Jing must be washed away with the blood of the mourning dog, and the short and fat man's was only the first blood...

Luo Fan's right hand was released, and the body of the short and fat man lay straight down, and Luo Fan's expression did not change in the slightest, and he stepped sideways towards the tattooed thin man closest to him.

The lean man jumped up almost reflexively, but he immediately fell shorter again...... Luo Fan slapped him on the top of the head, and his slender head and slender neck sank into his chest before blood spurted out.

In the blink of an eye, two people were killed, and the death was extremely terrifying, a long-haired man with gloomy eyes rushed towards Luo Fan with a roar.

Judging from his physical appearance, the long-haired man obviously has good attainments in Aikido, but unfortunately, he met Luo Fan. As soon as the long-haired man took a step, Luo Fan flashed in front of him and slashed his neck with a palm.

The long-haired man's roar stopped, and his head drooped.

Luo Fan didn't look at him again, and Sen Han's gaze shot to the hooked nose behind the long-haired man.

The hook nose trembled, and he wanted to retreat, but before he could move, Luo Fan's palm was raised, and the void slashed down at his head.

The hooked nose seemed to be frozen, motionless, and then, a very thin red line appeared in the middle of his forehead, which passed through the center of his eyebrows, nose, and extended to his abdomen and crotch......

As the red line gradually thickened, Su Xianghua and Sister Jing could see clearly that the red line was the blood oozing from the hooked nose's body.

When the red thread in the middle of the hooked nose's body became as thick as an earthworm, his body finally split in half and fell to both sides.

The extremely brutal and bloody killing, the remaining seven people were almost frightened, and even Su Xianghua and Sister Jing were shocked.

After killing Eagle Hook Nose, Luo Fan didn't continue to attack. He didn't relent, he only killed four people, it was far from enough to vent the anger in his heart, he wanted the remaining seven people to taste the fear brought by the bloody killing.

Death is not the most terrible, what is terrible is Luo Fan's methods, killing four people, the methods are different, but the same cruelty, the same blood, great fear, shrouded in the hearts of the remaining seven people.

After standing still for about ten seconds, Luo Fan moved again, this time, he moved very slowly, taking a step, a full two seconds, each small step, only ten centimeters away.

But such a slow step brought hundreds of millions of pressure to the remaining seven people, and every step Luo Fan took seemed to be stepping on their hearts.

Finally, the first to take the pressure were the three black men, who were stronger than bulls, and almost at the same time, the three of them let out a beastly roar in their throats and jerked to their feet.

Luo Fan's face was as calm as a mountain, his eyes were as cold as ice, and his fists shot out at the two black men in front at the same time.

The black man on the left was punched through the chest by Luo Fan's punch, and a bowl-sized blood hole appeared in the chest, but the man stood upright and did not fall; The situation of the black man on the right was even more terrifying, his head had been knocked away by Luo Fan's fist, and the man was still standing, and his headless neck was still spurting blood upwards.

The black man in the back was stronger than the two black men in front, but when he saw the miserable situation of the two black men in front of him, he let out a strange cry in his throat, and he fell down to the sky.

Luo Fan didn't have the time to tell whether he was stunned or directly scared to death, raised his hand and threw out another punch, and the punch hit the crotch of the black man who fell to the ground, and the black man was immediately divided into two pieces at waist level, and the middle part had become a puddle of flesh.

The remaining four mourning men fell to their knees in fright, trembling and saying some notes that Luo Fan didn't understand, but Luo Fan didn't care, he didn't come here to chat with these mourning dogs, and he didn't need to understand what the other party was farting to kill.

Killing knows no borders...

Luo Fan turned his head and looked at Su Xianghua and Sister Jing, Su Xianghua and Sister Jing both had shocked faces on their faces, but there was a cruel pleasure in their eyes.

"There are four dogs left, do you want to do it yourself?" Luo Fan's tone was calm, as if the mutilated corpses on the ground were not his masterpieces.

A trace of fear flashed in Su Xianghua's eyes, but he immediately became cold again, these mourning dogs hurt Sister Jing, he must not have the slightest mercy for them, rushed forward, raised his fist, and hit the head of the mourning dog on the right.

Sister Jing picked up a long knife in the corner of the house, walked to the side of the other three mourning men, and the head of the man on the far left rolled down.

Luo Fan watched coldly, and admired the sharpness of the Oriental long knife. Sister Jing doesn't know martial arts, and she can't find the right part to cut people's heads, and she can hit the ground with a single knife, and the sharp Oriental long knife is indispensable.

Three knives in succession, cutting off three dog heads, Sister Jing's hands and body have been stained with the blood of three mourning beasts, her shame must be washed with the blood of these beasts...

Su Xianghua has beaten the remaining mourning man to the ground, although he doesn't know how to kill, but everywhere his fist goes, most of them are in the fatal parts of the mourning man, plus the violent anger in his chest has been held for a long time, and his strength is many times greater than usual, and the mourning man's mouth, nose and ears have bruises flowing out, and he has long been out of breath.

But Su Xianghua didn't stop, he was still swinging his fist at the head of the mourning man, his hands were stained with the other party's blood, his eyes were red and terrifying, his expression was hideous, and he looked like an angry beast.

A painful pity flashed in Sister Jing's eyes, and when Su Xianghua's fist was raised again, she grabbed him.

Su Xianghua stopped his hand, stared at Sister Jing with red eyes, gasped for breath, and when his breath gradually stabilized, the killing intent in his eyes also subsided, and then he stood up straight, stared at Sister Jing, and slowly opened his hands towards Sister Jing.

The cold murderous aura on Sister Jing's face gradually disappeared, and she looked at Su Xianghua, but she still didn't dare to throw herself into Su Xianghua's arms.

In fact, she has long been moved by Su Xianghua, but she is several years older than Su Xianghua, and she has also experienced a marriage, facing Su Xianghua, she has an inferiority complex in her heart, and now she has encountered misfortune, and she has no courage to get close to Su Xianghua.

"If you live for a lifetime, you must dare to love, dare to hate, dare to be angry, and dare to kill." Luo Fan looked at Sister Jing, and her voice was unusually gentle, "What's more, what happened to you is not your fault. ”

Sister Jing was still hesitating, Su Xianghua had already taken a step towards her and hugged her, Sister Jing trembled and stretched out her hand, and it took several seconds to hug Su Xianghua.

After a long time, the two of them were startled at the same time and looked at Luo Fan.

Luo Fan smiled faintly at the two: "Leave me alone, just be a transparent person." ”

After Luo Fan finished speaking, he was about to turn around, but saw Su Xianghua pulling Sister Jing and kneeling in front of him.

Luo Fan raised his hand, a dark energy gushed out, held up the two of them, and said solemnly: "If I guessed correctly, there are still people from the Songchuan Society in this building, right?" ”

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