There were only Fang Yu, Millie and seven or eight thugs led by Wu Yuanhai left in the entire warehouse, Millie was handcuffed and unable to move, and Wu Yuanhai still had a gun in his hand.

"Say, boy, how do you want to die?" Wu Yuanhai raised the muzzle of the pistol at Fang Yu.

And a small man behind him suddenly said: "Brother Hai, this girl is very smart, I want to kill her anyway, it is better to make the brothers cool before death." ”

These words seemed to remind Wu Yuanhai, who glanced at Millie, and suddenly showed a lewd smile: "Hehe, you reminded me, it's really a pity to kill such a smart girl directly." ”

After speaking, he kicked the little man's ass: "What are you doing in a daze, you ripped off her clothes." ”

"Okay." The little man rubbed his hands together and walked towards Millie with bright eyes.

Seeing this scene, Millie's eyes showed tears of horror, but it was a pity that her hands and feet were handcuffed, and no matter how much she struggled, it was in vain.

Fang Yu naturally couldn't just watch Millie being humiliated, at this time, he couldn't let him think too much, seeing that little man rushing towards Millie, he gritted his teeth and shot out of his hand the iron nail hidden in his sleeve.

Time seemed to stand still at this moment, and everyone's actions seemed to slow down countless times, turning into strange slow motion.

There seemed to be only one iron nail left between heaven and earth, and Fang Yu felt as if a thread had grown out of his head, and then it was wrapped around that iron nail.

Under the manipulation of this thread, the iron nail seemed to become an extension of his arm, and shot towards the little man as fast as possible, making a "whoosh" sound that broke through the air.

"Ahh The little man suddenly screamed, his body was like an electric shock, and his outstretched right palm was directly penetrated by the iron nail, and then the iron nail castrated and directly nailed his hand to the wall behind him.

The huge force shattered his metacarpal bones, and the appearance of the wound rolling flesh looked a little terrifying.

Seeing this scene, Wu Yuanhai was taken aback, and quickly aimed the muzzle of the gun in his hand at Fang Yu, and was about to pull the trigger.

As if being targeted by a fierce beast, a cold sweat suddenly broke out on Fang Yu's back, and a huge sense of crisis instantly enveloped him, making him a little out of breath.

This was already the most critical moment, maybe the next moment would be fatal, an indescribable sensation suddenly spread throughout Fang Yu's body, emanating from every cell of his body, and then rushing towards his brain like a volcanic eruption.

"Poof!" Fang Yu seemed to hear a soft sound in his head, as if something had been pierced.

The next moment, he gathered all his aura into his right hand and grabbed the gun in Wu Yuanhai's hand.

At the same time, Wu Yuanhai pulled the trigger with a cruel smile.

However, the expected gunshot did not happen, and the gun in his hand seemed to be jammed, making a "click" sound.

Wu Yuanhai was only stunned for 0.5 seconds, and then he pulled the trigger again without believing in evil, and the situation was still the same - the gun did not go off, and the bullet did not fly out.

Wu Yuanhai was a little at a loss, while Fang Yu let out a long breath, only to feel that his whole body was as if he had been fished out of the water, and he was all drenched in sweat.

Originally, he needed contact to control the metal atoms, but under the crisis just now, he actually broke through temporarily, and used his ability to change the angle of the firing pin in the chamber of the gun, so it caused the bullet to jam.

However, the side effects of this temporary breakthrough were also obvious, Fang Yu felt as if there was a knife stirring in his head, and it hurt terribly.

At the same time, a tyrannical mood began to fill his mind, and a desire to kill seemed to rise in his heart.

Fang Yu's eyes turned red.

On the other side, Wu Yuanhai threw the gun in his hand fiercely, and shouted: "Damn, brothers, kill him!" ”

I don't know if it's a coincidence, the flying pistol smashed right on Millie's temple, and the latter only felt the sky spin around, and his eyes gradually darkened.

At the last glance, he saw Fang Yu looking up to the sky and roaring angrily, like a beast that chose people to devour.

……

My head was a little dizzy, my eyes seemed to be covered with a curtain of blood, everything was red, and there was a roar in my ears, like a cry from a dying moment, and a wail from torment.

Fang Yu entered a strange state, his body seemed to be out of his control, and he acted completely on instinct, and the few guys who rushed towards him with murder weapons became the fuse that ignited the bloodthirsty desire in his chest.

"Die!" Fang Yu roared angrily, and punched at the guy closest to him, so fast that it left only an afterimage in the air.

That guy was originally holding an iron rod in his hand, and seeing the ferocity of Fang Yu's punch, he subconsciously put the iron rod on his chest to block it.

Hearing the sound of "bang", the guy's body flew out directly, hit the wall three meters away, and then slowly sat down, fell face down on the ground and convulsed twice, and a pool of blood gradually overflowed under his body.

And the iron rod fell to the ground, bent from the middle to nearly ninety degrees, almost forming a right angle.

All the thugs froze, staring at the iron rod stupidly, speechless.

This iron rod was used to make jacks in the warehouse, it was heavy and hard, but it became like this because it blocked Fang Yu's punch, this is a joke, right?

They looked at Fang Yu's fist again, and collided head-on with this iron rod, the iron rod was bent to ninety degrees, but Fang Yu's fist did not have any wounds, only a faint redness, and they couldn't even see it if they didn't pay attention.

Is this still human?

"Don't be afraid, he is only one person, let's go together, one person and one knife will kill him, and the boss will not treat us badly at that time." Wu Yuanhai shouted loudly in the back to cheer everyone up.

These people are all outlaws, and when they were stimulated by this, their eyes suddenly turned red again!

And Fang Yu seemed to ignore them, he just slowly leaned down and picked up the iron rod that was bent at ninety degrees into his hand.

His hand slowly brushed over the iron rod, as if there was a strange magic, and the iron rod was slowly straightened, as if a pair of invisible hands were holding the two ends of the iron rod, trying to pull it back.

"Squeak...... Squeak......" The iron rod made two tooth-aching sounds, and slowly became straight again, as if there was no bend in front of it.

"I'll go, is there something wrong with my eyes?" One of the thugs couldn't help but rub his eyes: "That stick...... Is it straight or curved? ”

"Why do you care so much?" Wu Yuanhai kicked the gangster's ass in the back: "The boss wants us to deal with him, it's not like you haven't seen the boss's methods, if you can't do this little thing well, none of us will survive." ”

One sentence made everyone shudder, these guys were doing the business of licking blood from the knife edge, and they had also seen the tragic situation of their own people being "dealt with", so they suddenly screamed, waving the weapon in their hands and pounced.

"Bang" - Fang Yu's iron rod hit the first guy's calf, and then dragged it casually, the man screamed, hugged his leg and fell to the ground, his calf had been twisted into a twist shape.

"Dang" - he seemed to have eyes on his back, and the iron rod reversed, just blocking the knife that slashed at his head from behind, and the huge shock made the man's hand loose, and the knife flew directly into the air, directly into the ceiling.

And Fang Yu took the opportunity to kick the man's chin, and the guy leaned up, and more than a dozen scorched teeth flew out of the air, and then the back of his head hit the ground, and he immediately fell into a coma.

"Brothers, kill him!" A thug wearing a nose ring swung a knife straight into Fang Yu's abdomen, while another thug rushed over on the other side, striking the wrench in his hand on Fang Yu's temple.

In the face of such a two-sided attack, Fang Yu only took half a step back, and the iron rod in his hand crossed a wonderful arc and took a touch on the knife of the person on the left, the latter suddenly staggered, and the knife inserted into Fang Yu's abdomen also suddenly turned and plunged into the thigh of the gangster on the right.

And Fang Yu took the opportunity to push the shoulder of the gangster on the right again, the guy only felt that his arm was numb, and the wrench in his hand suddenly flew out and smashed into the head of the gangster on the left.

"Oops!" "Ahh ”

Two screams rang out, and the thug on the left collapsed to the ground clutching his head, foaming at the mouth, apparently unconscious.

The thug on the right sat down slowly with his thighs on his hands, a look of disbelief in his eyes, blood pouring from his fingers and staining a large area of red all over his body.

"Come on, you scumbags, do you like to fight?"

Fang Yu said coldly, although his body was fighting, his voice was very steady, and his panting was very even.

He seemed to have returned to the process of breaking through the Heavenly Tower, the iron rod in his hand seemed to have turned into a sword, and these gangsters had become spirit beasts in the illusion, allowing him to use his sword skills one by one.

"Don't the maggots of society feel ashamed of their ancestors when they resell the cultural relics of their own country to foreign countries?"

As he spoke, he let go of a cone that stabbed him in the chest, then grabbed the thug's wrist and twisted it, and there were a few crisp sounds, and all five of the thug's fingers were distorted, and all the sore and snot were left.

"How many people? Is it great to have a knife and a gun? ”

Fang Yu threw a punch at a fat man in front of him, a trace of metallic light flashed on his fist, the fat man was originally holding a solid wood chair in his hand and was about to smash it over, but when he saw this scene, he immediately raised the solid wood chair to his chest.

In the next second, Fang Yu's fist passed through the solid wood chair, lifted sawdust, and then hit the fat man's chest.

The fat on the latter's body shook for a while, and his body of more than two hundred catties flew directly to a height of more than two meters, and smashed on the table of eight immortals behind him, and the thick mahogany table was directly crushed and torn apart.

"I'm hitting you today!"

Seeing this scene, Wu Yuanhai only felt that his bladder was tightened, and his urine was about to be scared out.

The fat man was the most capable of fighting in their group, he used to be a professional fighter, he was one meter nine tall and weighed two hundred and forty pounds, but he couldn't even hold up a punch from others, and he was actually beaten out.

What is the concept of beating a large living person of more than 200 catties to a height of more than two meters?

The game is open, right?

Seeing this, Wu Yuanhai only felt that his legs were weak, and he no longer had the courage to fight, so he turned around and wanted to run.

However, as soon as he made a move, the iron rod in Fang Yu's hand flew out of his hand, passed through a distance of more than ten meters, slashed past the tip of his nose, and slammed into the brick wall near the door, not entering at least 30 centimeters.

A circle of cobweb-like cracks spread out in all directions centered on the iron bars, and several pieces of broken lime walls fell to the ground, and after a few seconds, the entire wall suddenly collapsed, kicking up a cloud of dust.

And it was only at this time that Wu Yuanhai felt some pain at the tip of his nose, and when he reached out and touched it, it was full of blood, obviously cut by the wind blade brought by the iron rod.

He suddenly lost all his courage, knelt on the ground with weak knees, and shouted at Fang Yu with tears in his eyes: "Big brother, spare your life!" ”