At this time, although Shen Zihan was controlled on the seat, he couldn't move around, and he couldn't see what was happening below.

The vigorous battle situation that was vaguely heard made Shen Zihan still a little worried about Song Fan's safety.

But when he saw Count Dybala on the side, he suddenly got up, stared out the window, and muttered to himself.

Even if he can't see the situation, Shen Zihan can guess that her husband must have crushed the opponent!

This couldn't help but encourage her.

"Hmph! I'll just say it—it's better for you to let me go quickly! Otherwise, when my husband comes, you'll be dead!"

Although Shen Zihan doesn't know how powerful Song Fan is, as long as he understands, Song Fan can be trusted.

Count Dybala shook his head slightly, "It's that black man, it's too wasteful! He's too light on the enemy, and he doesn't play to his advantage at all." ”

Even if it's not an opponent, at least it won't be killed instantly.

'Sure enough, these people just don't have brains!' said Count Dybala, with emotion in his heart.

This is also why, oneself and one's people will always be nobles, and some people will always be commoners!

"Your boyfriend is really good. I also admit that I did underestimate him before. I will apologize to him. ”

Count Dybala, turned and walked over.

"Then why don't you hurry up and let me go!" Hearing the other party's claim of "apology", Shen Zihan mistakenly thought that this foreigner had relented.

Unexpectedly, Count Dybala laughed to himself.

"But, I'm going to kill him with my own hands!

At this moment, not only Shen Zihan was stunned, but even the killers of Qingfeng hidden in the dark were also slightly stunned.

Song Fan's strength is obvious to all, at this time, dare to say that he is sure to get rid of the other party?

How powerful and mysterious is this Westerner?!

"I don't believe it!" Shen Zihan said stubbornly, "You must be playing tricks!"

Count Dybala smiled: "Then you can see your lover fall in front of you!"

Seeing that the other party was so determined, Shen Zihan couldn't help but be a little afraid. Maybe this guy is really powerful!?

So what to do!?

While talking.

Several transcendents outside the door wanted to block the way, but they were easily defeated by Song Fan. fell to the ground.

"Husband!?" Seeing Song Fan again, Shen Zihan couldn't help but burst into tears with excitement. Choked up and speechless.

Seeing Shen Zihan, there is no danger for the time being. Song Fan also calmed down.

"Don't be afraid, I'll get you out of here right away. ”

"Hmm!" Shen Zihan nodded vigorously. Say no more, wait patiently. so as not to disturb Song Fan's enemies.

Then, Song Fan turned his gaze to Count Dybala, who was standing on the side.

This person, standing there, gives people an invisible pressure.

Even Song Fan, at a glance, couldn't see through this person.

It's like looking at Song Fan with Bakayo, who is just right, and thinks it's very ordinary.

At first glance, Song Fan also felt that the man in front of him was exquisitely dressed and paid great attention to his dress and appearance. It's no different from those playboys in the West.

However, since he can stand here, it shows how powerful he is.

But what made Song Fan a little jealous was that he couldn't see through the other party at all, and there was a mysterious and unfathomable feeling.

As the saying goes, only by knowing oneself and knowing one's opponent can one not be defeated in a hundred battles.

Just like that Bakayo just now, as soon as he came up, he almost showed all his strength and hole cards. can make Song Fan deal with it calmly and easily.

And the terrifying thing about the man in front of him lies in his mystery.

"I'm Count Dybala!" the man formally introduced himself. "It's great to meet someone as strong as you. I apologize for my contempt for you. ”

Bowing slightly, Count Dybala said again: "Underestimating the enemy is the biggest mistake. It's like that stupid orangutan. You slew him, and you remind me. ”

"It's not easy to meet exciting opponents. It's been years since I officially made a move. ”

Song Fan felt that there seemed to be an undercurrent surging on the other party's body. It's like a volcano, about to erupt!

An eerie aura floated almost throughout the building.

That feeling is similar to the atmosphere of being in a poisonous array when facing Bai Shichang before.

It's just that the poisonous array was carefully arranged by Bai Shichang.

And this mysterious and terrifying feeling in front of him was completely sent to Count Dybala's body.

"Trick up!" Song Fan shook his head.

I plan to go straight to the point and cut through the mess with a quick knife!

- Hmmm!!

The swords in Song Fan's hands rushed together!

It almost pierced the space, and all the terrifying atmosphere in front of him was completely dispersed!

A single sword goes straight in, and the momentum is like a bamboo!

Almost in the blink of an eye. Directly stabbed at Count Dybala on the opposite side!

Between the two, the distance is less than 100 meters!

And the speed of the flying sword is galloping, and it has already reached the front in half a second.

Count Dybala, frowning slightly.

Whew-

The Night Sword stabbed deep into Count Dybala's chest.

Sticky and red blood flowed out suddenly.

And the entire sword quickly escaped into Count Dybala's body.

One hit.

Song Fan was slightly stunned.

Didn't expect it to be so easy?

The other party couldn't even fight back or react at all?!

Always, it doesn't feel like something is right!?

Win!?

At this time, Shen Zihan saw that the sharp sword pierced into the foreigner's chest and pierced it to the end.

Normal people, where is there a chance to live!

Shen Zihan was secretly surprised and excited.

I was just about to cheer for Song Fan's victory.

But at this moment, Count Dybala's chest was like going back in time.

The red, sticky blood actually returned to his body.

Even the sharp sword, the torn wound, healed in an instant.

And Song Fan's Night Sword was completely hidden in Count Dybala's body.

It was as if he had swallowed it up.

"This sword should be yours, right?" Count Dybala smiled slightly.

In his opinion, Song Fan losing this sword was like losing an arm. The strength will be greatly discounted!

"You ......" Song Fan was also slightly stunned. I didn't expect that the other party could have such a hand!?

This way of collecting weapons is really special enough!

Who the hell is this!?

Not only Song Fan, but even Qingfeng and the others who were hiding in the dark were all stunned!

Who the hell is this gringo!?

"I heard that you hermits in the East, the highest pursuit, is immortality!"

Count Dybala, smiling slowly, and showing a row of scarlet teeth.

"The same is true for us Western aristocrats! When we get it, we don't want to lose! Once we die, we lose everything!"

"So we sacrificed our souls to the devil, who gave us fallen and eternal souls!"

"We live forever in blood. The outside world has also given us a very attractive name - vampire!"