Nanfeng saw Wu Xiaoxia who was panicking, and also saw the gangsters who had just caught up with the second floor, and his brows suddenly furrowed.

There are quite a few of these gangsters, and they are still running to the second floor.

Of course, no matter how much there is, the south wind is not afraid.

Nanfeng frowned, not because of the large number of gangsters, but because he was a little unhappy in his heart.

If this were an ordinary person, in the face of so many gangsters, there was a chance that they would be crippled or even lose their lives.

What's more, Nanfeng has nothing to do with Wu Xiaoxia.

Before Nanfeng could speak, the gangsters who had just experienced the slashing were the first to blow up.

"Paralyzed, where did you find a big gun, hurry up and send it to Lao Tzu!"

"Why, hurry up, give the gun to grandpa, and kowtow!"

"Kowtow isn't cheap this kid......"

Before this person's words were finished, Nanfeng's eyes opened suddenly, and a cold light appeared.

At this moment, Nanfeng slammed his right foot, and then rushed towards the gangsters.

"Malegobi's, dare to ......"

As soon as a gangster said this, a dark, thick and domineering god-killing spear pierced the gangster's mouth.

Nanfeng's right hand shook.

A "bang" sounded coming.

The thug's head exploded in an instant.

Red, white, spray everywhere.

"Earthquake" is an attack technique that Nanfeng accidentally obtained in his previous life.

It is also by relying on this technique that I can live in that cruel world for five years.

And now, "Zhen" has been used by Nanfeng again.

After a shot shattered the thug's head, Nanfeng turned into a tiger and rushed into the flock.

The big black gun, whirring in the wind.

A shot fell, and his head burst.

One shot is picked out, and the intestines are rotten.

One shot is taken out, and all five organs are fierce.

One gangster after another was stoned to death by the south wind, stabbed to death, and picked to fly.

The corpse was instantly spread to the ground.

The gangsters in the back stared at the boss one by one, and their bodies involuntarily began to tremble.

When had they ever seen such a fierce person? No!

In their opinion, they are ruthless enough, fierce enough, and dare to kill.

But what about the Lord in front of him?

More ruthless than them, even fiercer, one shot at a time, either a headshot, or a hole, or being picked off.

Even if it is picked off, the stomach is the kind that is cut open.

In a few breaths, more than twenty people fell to the ground, and the death was horrible to see, so it was no wonder that these gangsters were frightened.

They were frightened, but Nanfeng didn't stop.

If it were someone else, they might not dare to do it at this time.

After all, the world has just begun to change, and the concept of murder and crime still exists in everyone's minds.

But Nanfeng knew that it wouldn't be long before fighting would become the theme of this world.

Man and man, man and demon, witch and demon, witch and man.

Fighting, bloodshed, and bones were the themes of the future.

The south wind was reborn, and he didn't pay attention to this at all.

Nanfeng is not a good person, let alone a benevolent person.

In his previous life, Nanfeng saw more death and more dirt.

Gradually, Nanfeng learns the solution to the problem.

Without it, only killing.

There is hostility, kill!

Export abuse, kill!

Design to frame, kill!

This is the law of survival that Nanfeng learned in his previous life, the law of the jungle that is even more violent.

It is not unreasonable for people to be good at being bullied by others, and horses to be good at being ridden by others.

After the great changes in the world, if you still live with the previous morality, then the result will inevitably be, a corpse!

So, the south wind at the moment, simple, crisp, violent!

The thugs began to tremble, then to shudder, and then, to fear.

Their eyes as they looked at the south wind were filled with deep fear, thick fear.

They saw death, they saw their future.

A mutilated corpse lying on the ground.

No one cares, no one looks, just a lonely corpse lying on the ground.

"I ...... I don't want to die!!! A scream came from the mouth of one of the thugs, and then the thugs were seen running away frantically.

One person runs, two people run, followed by a group of people.

The gangsters were deeply shocked by the ruthlessness of the south wind and the fierceness of the south wind.

The images of one person after another being killed simply and rudely pierced deep into their souls.

Their souls tremble again!

Brother Hei, who was still in the lobby of the hotel, saw a group of younger brothers, went downstairs in a panic, and ran out, and was immediately furious, and then shouted:

"He's paralyzed, what are you doing when you come back! And what about chicks? ”

However, no one answered him, and these thugs who saw the murderous side of the south wind and were still alive had only one thought in their hearts at the moment.

his big brother, the future to have a girl, Lao Tzu wants to live, as long as Lao Tzu lives, Lao Tzu will never do the underworld again.

Brother Hei looked at the little brothers, and ran towards the outside of the hotel one after another, his face suddenly darkened.

The younger brothers were disobedient, if it had been before, he would have scolded him a long time ago, and even punished the younger brother.

But now, there are hundreds of disobedient little brothers, how can this be punished.

It would be nice to have a pistol, but a pistol is a scrap at all.

"Damn, what the hell is going on!" Brother Hei shouted with a pale face.

"Brother Hei, no...... Oh no......" came a voice with a deep sense of horror.

I saw a pale-faced man, staggering over.

"What's wrong?" Brother Hei asked in a deep voice.

"Yes...... There is a fierce man, kill ...... Killed more than 200 of our brothers......"

"What!" Brother Hei was startled when he heard this, and then exclaimed.

At this moment, a swarthy spear head emerged from the staircase.

The tip of the spear is dripping with blood.