"Too... It's too fierce. ”

"Damn, it's good that Lao Tzu was lazy just now and didn't rush to the front."

"Obediently, is this still human?"

In Youlan Bar, there were more than 20 people lying on the ground, all of whom had more air in and less air out.

And the volcano, covered in blood and scarred, stood in the middle, holding a somewhat curly Kaishan with a blade in his hand, and his beard was slightly thick.

There were knife hands around him, and there were at least thirty or forty people, but all of them had jealous eyes, and the hands holding the knives were sweating wildly, which proved how nervous they were at the moment.

"Volcano, give up resistance, I can call the shots and leave you a whole corpse."

A middle-aged man with messy hair spoke, and Volcano sneered.

"Dead horse, you usually don't even have the courage to look up when you see Lao Tzu, today you want my volcano's life? Yes, come here! ”

The last three words, the sound was like a bell, and everyone who was scared took a step back again, no way, the volcano was originally like a natural divine power, after getting the knife, just split it, anyone who was cleaved, the wound was deep and visible, and some even the bones would be split on the spot, it was really terrible, so many people didn't take down the volcano, the key is that the volcano has been stabbed by him more than 20 times, and the blood flowed like that, and it hasn't fallen yet.

The middle-aged man who had just been humiliated was dead, his face was extremely ugly, if it weren't for Uncle Seven's pursuit order, he would indeed have to take a detour when he saw the volcano.

"Tsk, you idiots, you can't even take a single person, it's so disappointing to me."

An abrupt voice sounded, and several bosses in the crowd hurriedly bowed and saluted.

"I've seen Fan Shao."

"Fan Shaohao is good."

Fan Teng walked in, looked at such a tragic volcano, and kept smashing his mouth.

"Fan Teng! You're backsliding! ”

Looking at the furious volcano, Fan Teng smiled.

"Brother Volcano, why did I go back on my word, the 10 million will be taken as a matter, that's right, your offense to my godfather is indeed over, but what is the reason for the chase order to be withdrawn?"

"You!"

Volcano really wanted to rush up and cut it down, but he knew that he couldn't rush through it, that would only make the seriously injured body more burdened.

"Okay, I'm leaving, by the way, if you can't take it, you can go to the second floor, maybe there will be some way."

In this way, Fan Teng left, but the last sentence made the volcano desperate to the extreme, and let out a hysterical roar.

"Fan Teng! I won't let you go! ”

On the second floor, Ah Xi was hiding with Xiao Ke in her arms, and she was frightened when she heard this, and her tears kept flowing, she didn't care about herself, but the child was innocent.

"Hehe, a few of you, go to the second floor and have a look."

The dead horse's eyes rolled, and he immediately gave an order, and the little brothers were about to move, when they suddenly heard a clang, and the volcano's knife fell to the ground.

"Come on, my life is yours, I won't fight back."

Everyone was stunned, the dead horse gritted his teeth, he knew that Volcano was a man of his word, hesitated again and again, felt that it was a good opportunity to stand up, picked up a knife and rushed over.

"Volcano, it's no wonder that you provoked Uncle Seven, and Lao Tzu can't help himself."

Burst!

stabbed it in, but the volcano really didn't fight back, and the dead horse was overjoyed, and stabbed four times in succession.

The volcano that spurted blood from his mouth didn't even snort, and fell straight to the ground, his eyes full of endless hatred and unwillingness.

"Withdraw!"

With a wave of the dead horse's hand, everyone began to retreat, and the other bosses who came to pick up the cheap were also speechless, and they almost didn't react just now, but this trip was in vain, and the results of the chase and killing order were all the results of this dead horse.

As soon as the crowd withdrew, a figure appeared in the hall, and it was actually a middle-aged man from the Black Dragon Organization who had been carrying Ai Kun.

"This kind of resentment and anger, just out of the body with the will of the self, I didn't expect to meet such a good soul so coincidentally."

"Who are you?"

The soul of the volcano actually spoke directly, and the terrifying yin qi was pervasive, which was basically invisible after the death of a normal person.

"Your heart must be full of unwillingness, I will take you to achieve everything."

The middle-aged man took out a red token, and with a touch of blue light under the sweep, the soul of the volcano was actually directly taken in.

A kilometer away, Ling Chaoran was speeding wildly, his face was full of anxiety, for some reason, he had an extremely bad premonition.

When I finally arrived at Youlan Bar, the tables and chairs in the entire hall were all damaged, and the floor was covered with blood.

The volcano lay quietly in the middle, blood still flowing from its body.

At this moment, Ling Chaoran had an unprecedented anger in his heart, this kind of anger had appeared once even when he was wandering in the overseas mercenary world as a god of the underworld.

Even in a sense, it is even more exaggerated than the time at his sister's house, because the death of the volcano was completely caused by him, and that kind of self-blame and guilt all evolved into anger at this moment.

"Volcano, I'll avenge you, I will."

The soul of the volcano is not there, it should be taken away by the yin, and he doesn't want to break the rules, even if he meets, is it just to say sorry for the pain? It's not as real as actual action.

At this time, Ah Xi hugged the sleeping Xiao Ke and walked down the stairs tremblingly, looking at the volcano in the pool of blood, she wanted to go over, but she was afraid of scaring the child, so she could only stand in place and cry helplessly.

Ling Chaoran, who was floating in mid-air, didn't speak again, turned around and flew away.

"Master, the young master suddenly issued a hunt and kill order, and the volcano is dead."

Still in that villa, it was so late, Uncle Seven hadn't slept yet, he was still sitting on the sofa reading the newspaper, and when he heard the report, his brows furrowed deeply.

"This bastard boy, he's getting more and more disobedient, forget it this time, you call Fu Bo, 10 million things, let him rot in his stomach."

"Got it, sir."

The club that Ling Chaoran had been to before in the development zone was still in the largest private room, and at this moment Fan Teng was sitting on the sofa, with four women sitting on the left and right sides, and one squatting in front of him to rub his legs.

"Brother Fubo, don't say it, although your place is like a country club, the quality of the girls is not ordinarily high."

Fu Bo smiled slightly.

"Naturally, I can't get into your eyes, why do you have time to come to me today?"

Fan Teng suddenly looked down at the woman rubbing her legs, and his face turned cold.

"Damn, you dare to press Lao Tzu's leg with this technique? Get lost! ”

Boom!

Kicking the woman's face, Fan Teng looked at Fu Bo and continued.

"Brother Fubo, I'm here to tell you, 10 million things, rotten in the stomach, by the way, that friend of the volcano, you also go to warn, if you dare to make a noise, his fate will not be much different from the volcano."

His girl was kicked, and Fu Bo didn't dare to get angry, knowing that this was Fan Teng giving him a horse, he was also a little helpless in his heart.

Ling Chaoran is such a bull, it is indeed possible to deal with them, but it is almost possible to deal with the real boss of Huazhou like Uncle Seven, and it is estimated that this time, he can only deal with it in silence.

At this moment, the mourning phone rang, and it was the younger brother who called the ashtray.

"Great. Big brother, transcendent. Brother Transcendent just now. Just passed in front of me, he... It's scary, woo. ”

This.. Fubo was stunned, the ashtray actually cried, what is the concept of crying, the man who has never shed a tear in the ashtray actually cried, what happened.