Twenty-second floor.

The Nancheng gang has gone, and only a few people are still surviving, and Sang Kun is hiding on the twenty-second floor with a dozen powerful henchmen.

"Boss, we are safe here, I have contacted the helicopter, and in five minutes the helicopter will drive to the twenty-second floor, and then we can escape!" Huzi Road.

"I didn't expect the Nancheng gang I worked so hard to run would be over like this! It's all Zhang Zhonglin's fault, what do I have nothing to do Gu Liancheng? What Wu Fan is going to kill if you have nothing to do? In the end, he got into trouble and led to the destruction of the gangs in Nancheng! Sang Kun cried.

He was remorseful and annoyed, he shouldn't have listened to Zhang Zhonglin's words in the first place and went to do something to Gu Liancheng.

Although Gu Liancheng is a businessman, he has nothing but money in Nancheng, but in this world, money can make ghosts grind, even if he has so many people, he is still destroyed by money!

"Boss, stay in the green mountains without fear of no firewood, I believe that one day we will make a comeback!" Huzi Road.

"It's all over, it's all over!" Sang Kun sat limp on his knees.

"Boss, there is still a chance, there is Han Xin who endures humiliation and burden, and there is King Yue, as long as the boss is alive, he can start over again one day!" Huzi roared loudly.

"Do you want to start all over again? What do I have to start over? Sang Kun yelled hysterically.

"Boss! As long as you live, there is hope! Huzi roared.

"Boss!"

"Boss!"

When others saw such a depressed boss, they also shouted "boss".

"Boss, you don't think about yourself, you should think about your dead brothers, our Nancheng gang has always had revenge, and now this sea of blood is deep, you are dead, who will take revenge on me!"

"Boss!"

Sang Kun looked back at the group of brothers who lived and died with him, if he died like this, how could he be worthy of his dead brothers.

Sang Kun slowly stood up, looked at his brothers coldly, and shouted loudly:

"Wu Fan, Gu Liancheng, dark fire mercenary, when I return, it will definitely be the day of your blood splash!"

"I'm afraid you won't have a chance!" Suddenly, Wu Fan didn't know when he sat by the window.

"Who are you?" Sang Kun asked in horror.

Although Sang Kun wanted to kill Wu Fan, he had only seen it in photos, and now it was so dark here, so he couldn't recognize the real person when he saw it.

"Didn't you have a plan to kill me? Now standing before you, you don't recognize it. Wu Fan said calmly.

"You're - Wu Fan!" Sang Kun said in horror.

"Aggro from Sangkun +10000"

"That's right, I'm Wu Fan, what's the matter, aren't you trying to kill me? Now I'm standing here, come and kill me! Wu Fan said lightly.

"Wu Fan, go die!" Sang Kun raised the machine gun in his hand and fired wildly at Wu Fan.

"Die! Go to hell! Go to hell! ”

"Die!"

"Ahh

Sang Kun had fallen into madness, and one Wu Fan had wiped out their entire Nancheng gang, and now Wu Fan was standing in front of him, and all the indignation in his heart poured out.

Sang Kun didn't know how many shots he fired, he only knew that he had used up all the bullets, and there was a cloud of black smoke where Wu Fan was.

"It's dead now!"

Sang Kun took a long breath, if a person was shot so much, if he didn't die, what kind of monster was that!

When the black smoke cleared, I saw Wu Fan standing in the black smoke with his hands intact.

"How is that possible?"

"How is that possible?"

"Are you a monster?"

"What the hell are you?"

Sang Kun was surprised, fearful, unwilling, resentful, all the emotions came to his heart in an instant, all his strength softened in an instant, and he sat on the ground.

"Guns are useless to me." Wu Fan said lightly.

At this time, a helicopter suddenly rises outside, giving the gangsters the last glimmer of hope.

"Brothers, the boss usually treats you well, now it's time for you to repay, you drag Wu Fan, I will take the boss to retreat!" Huzi roared loudly.

"Oh, retreat? With me here, none of you want to leave today. Wu Fan said, Xueyin appeared in his hand out of thin air, and as soon as the ghost figure started, he rushed towards everyone.

"Brothers, hold on!"

These are Sang Kun's elites, although Sang Kun is not a good leader, but he usually treats his subordinates well, they have experienced life and death together, and now it is time to fight hard, they are not ambiguous at all, even if Wu Fan is very strong, they still rushed up without hesitation, dragging Wu Fan with their own flesh and covering the retreat of the boss.

"You are all martyrs, but it's a pity that you followed the wrong person."

Although Wu Fan looked up to them very much, he had to kill them, because if he didn't kill them, he would let Sang Kun escape, so how could he take revenge?

As soon as the long knife came out, the cold light flashed, and it directly wiped a person's neck, and blood splashed out immediately.

"Stand in my way! Die! ”

Wu Fan said coldly and rushed into the crowd, the silver light was shining, the knife was like snow, the cold air was ten miles, and the blood was splashed three feet.

He is like cutting straw, reaping people's lives.

Even if the blood was already splashed all over his body, he didn't care, all he cared about was Sang Kun's neck.

Wu Fan killed a round of madness, eight or nine people fell directly to the ground, and the others saw such a fierce Wu Fan, they no longer dared to rush up, and retreated one after another.

"Hold on! Resist me! ”

Huzi roared loudly, dragging Sang Kun and running to the helicopter.

"I told you, none of you can run!" Wu Fan.

"Wind Blade!"

The wind was squeezed into a huge wind knife and slashed down at the helicopter.

Boom –

The helicopter exploded.

Their only hope was dashed, and all that remained was endless fear, remorse, and chagrin.

Seeing the helicopter explode, Sang Kun and the others knew that they couldn't leave today.

"Does anyone dare to rush up?" Wu Fan asked.

Everyone took a step back, and no one dared to step forward again. They all knew that the gangs in the South City were gone, and the only thing that awaited them was destruction.

"Wu Fan, do you really want to kill them all?" Sang Kun raised his head and asked.

"What do you say?" Wu Fan said.

"You want to kill me again and again, not only that, but you also use Mengjie as a hostage, are you really easy to bully when I am Wu Fan?" Wu Fan shouted loudly.

"Wu Fan, you can't kill me, do you know who is behind me? That's something you can't afford to mess with! Sang Kun yelled hysterically.

"Oh, tell me, why can't I mess with me?" Wu Fan.

"You think that package is from our Southern City gangsters? You are too naïve, we Nancheng gangs don't have cultivators, what do you want that package to do, behind the owner of that package is a very powerful cultivation sect - Sanyin Sect! Sang Kun said confidently.

"San'in Sect? If they really stand up for you, then they will watch you perish? "Wu Fan.

Hearing Wu Fan say this, Sang Kun's heart was cold, Zhu Tianlong, a disciple of the Shanyin Sect, was in his own territory, but he turned a blind eye to the destruction of the Nancheng gang, they never cared about the Nancheng gang.

"Hahaha......" Sang Kun suddenly laughed wildly, "Wu Fan, they don't care about us, but they care about the package in your hand, I know I'm going to die, but you don't want to live!" ”