Nanfeng looked at the body of Zhao Erhei, who was smashed by a shot, and his eyes became colder and colder.

"Nanfeng, how about we make a deal?" Huang Shao tried hard to stabilize his mood at this time, then looked at Nanfeng and asked.

"Not interested." Nanfeng glanced at Huang Shao coldly, and then continued to move forward.

"You...... What do you want to do......" A man who thought that Nanfeng would stop, looked at Nanfeng as he approached, and shouted with horror on his face.

He kept backing and backing back, however, Nanfeng just looked at him with a cold gaze and stabbed out with a single shot.

A "poof" sounded coming.

Huang Shao's subordinates, who shouted, were stabbed through the heart with a shot from a god-killing spear.

Nanfeng didn't look at it, and with a flick of his hand, the corpse hanging from the head of the gun flew out in an instant.

"Boss of the South Wind...... I...... I was wrong...... Please, spare me, spare me......" One of them knelt on the ground with a 'poof' and pleaded with fear on his face.

He found that the south wind was very different, too cruel, too ruthless, and completely disregarded human life like a mustard.

He panicked, scared, and didn't want to die, so he fell to his knees and begged for mercy.

However, he only saw the tyranny of the south wind, but ignored the rampant and endless greed and greed that they had just shown.

Nanfeng still didn't pay attention, and what responded to this person was just a merciless blow from the godkiller spear.

A loud "bang" was heard.

This person's body was instantly smashed apart by the violent energy contained in the god-killing spear.

The severed arm flew into the distance, with blood, with entrails, with blood-stained bones, and the round head.

"Roar!"

The earth-shattering roar continued to sound.

The red-haired tiger behind Huang Shao and others did not let go of anyone who escaped, but everyone who wanted to run was killed by the red-haired tiger with one blow without exception.

People here have discovered this cruel reality, running, will die, if you don't run, you will still die.

The reason why people are human beings is because they not only have wisdom, but also have all kinds of emotions and thoughts.

And at this moment, the people here are surprisingly unanimous.

Frightened, frightened, and the soul began to tremble and tremble.

They are all afraid, afraid of death, they don't want to die, they all want to live.

"Poof"

Another man fell, and a huge hole was pierced in his heart.

"Bang"

Another man was torn apart by a huge force.

"Step, step"

Nanfeng's footsteps did not stop, step by step towards the crowd that was scurrying around, but did not dare to flee at all.

Because they have nowhere to run, and no matter how they escape, they will be buried under the claws of the red-haired tiger.

Someone attacked frantically, trying to kill the red-haired tiger so that he could get out of this desperate place.

However, his weapon with the word "true" can't even beat a tiger hair on the red-haired tiger, so what is there to talk about.

"Poof, poof."

The god-killing spear took the lives of one person after another.

The smell of blood in the air began to thicken.

In this rich and uncomfortable smell of blood, there is gradually a smell called panic.

"South wind! Do you have to kill them all? One of them yelled at the south wind with a hideous face.

The south wind didn't look at it, and the godkiller spear continued to harvest one dirty soul after another.

"Boss Nanfeng, spare me, spare me, I don't dare anymore, as long as you spare me and tell me to do anything, I am willing!"

"Boss South Wind, I was wrong, I shouldn't have lost my humanity because of credit, I was wrong, let me go."

"Boss Nanfeng, I still have my parents, wife and children, please, spare me, without me, they can't live at all."

"Malegobi, Nanfeng, you bastard, you're still not human, don't you see a demon beast here?"

One after another, people who could not escape began to beg for mercy, some even played the sad card, and some cursed wildly.

However, Nanfeng's expression remained the same, still cold, still ruthless.

The god-killing spear in Nanfeng's right hand did not pause in the slightest, and one shot, another shot, took the lives of one person after another.

Nanfeng's heart is as cold as 10,000 years of ice at this moment.

No matter how these people begged for mercy, how they cried, and how they cursed, they couldn't cause the slightest ripple in Nanfeng's heart.

Because of the south wind, I don't want to have the slightest mercy.

What these people are here for, Nanfeng knows.

If the south wind does not have strength, or is not strong, then there is only one result.

Nanfeng will be brutally tortured, cruelly unloaded limbs, and even as Huang Shao said, the fifth limb will be abolished.

Southwind is sure that these people will do it.

In Nanfeng's previous life, he saw too much of the ugliness of human nature, but in this life, Zhao Erhei gave Nanfeng a reminder.

Mercy, mercy, not at all.

The enemy is used to kill, and one cannot be let go.

After the meteor fell, the world has become cruel, and those who can survive will always be those who are decisive and have hearts like steel.

The weak eat the strong, and the strong are respected!

As the south wind walked, the speed began to pick up, and the godkiller spear went berserk.

The number of people who died under the godkiller spear began to increase rapidly.

Just after Nanfeng stabbed the two of them with a shot, Huang Shao, who had retreated to the center of the crowd, shouted with a distorted face:

"South wind! As long as you want! I can give you all my money, as long as you let me go, no, you have to tell me to take refuge in your village!" ”

Huang Shao was completely scared of being killed by the south wind at this moment, he never thought that a person could be so strong.

Even if you are strong in the game, the reality is that your strength will shrink by at least half, but when you get to Nanfeng, you can't see the shrinkage at all.

He guessed that the south wind had a secret, a secret about the strength of reality.

He wanted to know the secret, but he knew better that at this moment, if he couldn't tell Nanfeng, the killing god, to stop.

He would die, and he would die a terrible death, just like his men.

So, he put forward the condition of exchanging all the money for his life.

It's just that the thought of the tens of billions of credits is gone, and his heart is like a knife.

So he shouted, and even his expression was distorted.

He hated Nanfeng, hated Nanfeng for being so cruel, and didn't give him a chance to escape.

He hated Nanfeng even more for snatching all his wealth.

However, he didn't dare to show his heart, he was afraid that Nanfeng would refuse, once Nanfeng refused, then he would only have one end, death!

He was convinced, because the south wind was too brutal, and he was not soft on killing people at all.

After Nanfeng heard Huang Shao's words, he pursed his lips disdainfully.

Credits are really easy to use, you can buy a lot of things, but unfortunately, after entering the flood, credits are waste paper!

At this moment, the sound of dense, urgent, hurried footsteps came from a distance.

Hearing the sound of dense footsteps, Nanfeng frowned slightly.

There were a lot of people, and it was not difficult to judge from the dense footsteps.

It's really a money fan, a human eye, and a moving interest......

Thinking of this, the cold light in Nanfeng's eyes became even thicker.

"Poof, bang, bang."

When Nanfeng was thinking, the god-killing spear had no intention of stopping, and it was still reaping the lives of Huang Shao and others.

"South wind! What I said is true, as long as you let me go, my money will really be given to you, 13.9 billion credits, all for you! Huang Shao saw that Nanfeng didn't answer, panicked instantly, and hurriedly shouted.

What distress, what grudge, at this moment, he doesn't dare to think about it, he only wants one thing now, live.

However, he still didn't get the slightest response from the south wind.

The south wind is moving forward like a leisurely stroll, and Huang Shao's people keep retreating, and then retreating, and they are already crowded together at this moment, and there is no way to retreat.

There is a ruthless south wind in front, and a tyrannical and ferocious red-haired tiger in the back.

There is a road on both sides, but it is a dead end.

Whoever dares to go, the red-haired tiger can be killed in an instant in the next second.

Even if someone on both sides escapes at the same time, they can't escape the lightning-fast red-haired tiger, but more people will be killed.

At this moment, the faces of Huang Shao's subordinates all showed expressions of despair.

They found that Nanfeng did not have the slightest mercy, it was useless to beg for mercy, it was useless to cry, and it was useless to play the emotional card.

The tip of the godkiller was dripping with blood.

Their hearts grew more and more desperate as the blood dripped down.

"South wind! Don't kill innocents! A loud shout suddenly came from the grass.

In the next second, a middle-aged man rushed out of the grass.

A group of people soon ran out from behind him, each holding a weapon with the word "true" in their hands.

Nanfeng glanced at the visitor, and the already strong murderous aura boiled again.

"Captain Wu, do you really dare not kill you?" The words of the south wind were extremely cold.