On the periphery of a fallen street, Brother Tiger smoked cigarettes one after another.

The little brother beside him kept looking in the direction of a little farther away, hoping to see Song Yun's safe return, but there was still no news.

After a while, Brother Hu asked:

"How long has Mr. Song been there?"

Someone next to him replied:

"It's been twenty minutes."

"No, you can't keep doing this." Brother Hu threw away the ordinary cigarette in his hand, looked resolute, and said loudly: "If you are not afraid of death, come with me." ”

was about to step forward, and the little brother next to him kindly persuaded him:

"Brother Hu, have you forgotten that Mr. Song said that he would not let us interfere in this matter again."

"You know the, now I'm in charge. I can't just let Mr. Song face the danger alone, if I don't want to follow, I don't feel embarrassed, just go directly, Lao Tzu is going to rescue Mr. Song now. ”

Brother Hu didn't say anything more, and walked forward.

There were more than 20 people around him, and none of them left, they all followed.

At the same time, in the abandoned factory, Song Yun's shots became more and more violent and decisive.

"Open!"

There was thunder on the ground, and the sound of shouting was heard far away.

The body bowed slightly, the arm suddenly swept, and the fist was smashed out.

"Click!"

The little brother who was hit could even clearly hear the sound of his bones shattering, his body fell like a cloud, and he was still on the ground, and blood was spurting wildly from his mouth.

The other little brothers around him are getting more and more numb in their scalps.

Especially when they saw Song Yun's eyes, which gradually became a little blood red, they felt a cool air from their heels to the Heavenly Spirit Gai.

Whoever still wants to fight is a big fool.

Under the fright, many people rolled their eyes, simply found a relatively safe place, screamed exaggeratedly, and then consciously fell to the ground, saying that they would not get up at all.

I don't know, I really thought I had some kind of injury to be so exaggerated and heartbreaking.

There are two of them, and the secrets they do will also be discovered by their companions.

This is the door to a new world, many people think, I grass? You can still play like this, you can't beat it anyway, and maybe you'll be killed if you go up, so it seems that I'll follow the grass too.

Now it's really lying on the grass, taking the initiative to crawl on the ground, and not getting up even if it's killed.

In just a few minutes, the remaining dozens of people collapsed, some really injured and some fakely injured, all humming on the ground.

Wang Biao's face turned pale, his body had begun to retreat, and he shouted to the more than ten people left around him:

"Give it to me, stop him."

That will also swear that whoever wants to hurt Wang Biao, the little brother who has to step over their body is completely like petrified, and he doesn't move at all.

Wang Biao was so angry that his face turned black:

"Lao Tzu didn't treat you badly, did he? Give it to Lao Tzu. ”

roared angrily to let the others get on, but Wang Biao had already kept retreating, then turned around, and ran backwards like crazy, now there was only one thought, that is, even if he fled to the ends of the earth, he didn't want to see Song Yun again.

"Stop him, who can stop him, Lao Tzu will give 20 million."

Now Wang Biao no longer wants the rest of the people to be able to kill Song Yun, he just hopes to create some opportunities for his escape, and at the same time regrets it in his heart.

Why do you say this and pretend to be this?

I knew that Song Yun was holding his head with a pistol, he should have given an order, first Song Yun was crippled, and then came out after making sure that there was no danger.

It's a pity that there is no regret medicine in the world, and it is useless to think about anything now.

The others were a little moved by the astronomical figure of 20 million.

Wang Biao must be rich, and now, as long as Song Yun can be stopped and Wang Biao can escape smoothly, won't he have the opportunity to ask Wang Biao for money in the future?

Song Yun's voice sounded at this time:

"Stay honest, do you really think I don't kill people? From now on, whoever moves dies. ”

For the first time, the voice became as cold as a knife.

Many of the younger brothers' faces changed again, and they didn't know if it was an illusion, they faintly felt a monstrous murderous aura from Song Yun's voice.

There is a fierce ideological struggle in my heart, do you want to fight for the 20 million?

"Mr. Song, we are here, brothers, Chong, and Mr. Song will live and die together."

"Rush, live and die together."

The others were still hesitant in their hearts, and outside the abandoned factory, there was a roar, followed by a loud "boom", and the door of the abandoned factory was slammed open.

Brother Tiger took the lead and rushed in with about twenty little brothers.

This time, no one dared to move.

Song Yun didn't care, on the tip of his toe, and the falling stick on the ground came into his hand.

It seems to be thrown out very casually.

The stick drew a perfect arc in mid-air, crossed the distance of more than ten meters, and accurately hit Wang Biao's leg from behind.

Wang Biao, who was fleeing frantically, was defenseless at all, in other words, even if he was on guard, he couldn't dodge.

"My grass?"

In an unwilling roar, Wang Biao fell to the ground.

By the time he tried to get up and continue running, his shoulder sank and he had been stepped on.

His heart was cold, he knew that there would be no one else except Song Yun.

"Aren't you slow?"

When Song Yun spoke, he was not ruthless, and even had a somewhat ridiculous tone.

Brother Tiger rushed in with someone, whether it was him or the little brother next to him, he unconsciously grew his mouth.

Originally, he calculated the time, but Brother Hu felt that this was the best time, but he never expected that when they arrived, the people here had already been crossed by Song Yun alone.

From this moment on, Brother Tiger had a new understanding of Song Yun's combat power, and the rest of the little brothers around him were even more in awe of Song Yun like a god.

Wang Biao tried his best to turn over, and when he saw Song Yun's appearance of smiling but not smiling, he trembled unconsciously.

"Master, listen to my explanation....."

"Click!"

The slinger in Song Yun's hand was picked up, with the sound of strong wind, and Wang Biao's words were just halfway through, and the other arm, which was originally intact, was broken.

The screams sounded, and Wang Biao's little brothers, whether they were injured or uninjured, didn't dare to speak, or even let out a fart, for fear of getting into trouble.

Song Yun slammed the stick and smashed it twice in the same position just now.

Wang Biao died in pain, knowing that it was really late now, the two arms were completely abolished, and when Song Yun was blown, he let people bring words, saying that Wang Biao should cherish the opportunity to have one hand.

At that time, Wang Biao scoffed, didn't take it to heart at all, and thought about making Song Yun pay a heavy price and take revenge.

Now it seems that the most terrible thing about people is not to provoke people who should not be provoked, but to not put their position clearly, either they think too much, or they think too beautifully.

wants to fight with Song Yun, Wang Biao is too far, too far......