As Zhao Yunfan's right-hand man, Mr. Chen naturally has an extraordinary vision.

Fang Zhuo's quick and accurate action was the only one he had seen in his life, even if he had dealt with a master in the army before, it was insurmountable. But Fang Clumsy's action style is very similar to those guys who were born in the army, there is no trace of superfluous movements, this is definitely not something that a small family can come out of, it must come from the army, and it is not even an ordinary special legion.

According to the information that Mr. Chen had learned before, Fang Zhuo was a first-level Force cultivator, and he had the strength of no less than a second-level cultivation! But Mr. Chen knew that there might be a problem with his own material, and the Fang Zhuo in front of him was not the people in the house, even if his son-in-law's treasure of Zhenshan moved out, he might have to die in Fang Zhuo's hands.

And the real master who was sent to Zhao Yunfan's side as a guard was a third-level peak cultivator.

However, how could such an honest master go to a remote countryside like Tongli Town, just to open a dispensable dilapidated restaurant?

These will have a chance to figure out later, and now, how to escape is the key.

Fang Zhuo slowly pressed the two huge shotgun bullets into the chamber of the Thor in his hand, looked at the two figures who got up and fled, and came first, kicking Yang Xiong, who was slower, back.

The power of this kick directly kicked Yang Xiong's Force defense, but the crime did not ask for his name.

Then Fang Zhuo jumped directly from the wall of the big hole on the second floor, and in front of him was Mr. Chen, who fled in a hurry, but the sound and shadow of the road falling from the sky interrupted the joy of seeing the way out.

The thunder god in Fang Zhuo's hand roared, and several blood holes appeared in Mr. Chen's legs in an instant, but none of them passed through the bones!

This is the difference between the Force master and ordinary people, once the Force node is ignited, the Force entering the body will enhance the physical fitness, and as the cultivation continues to improve, the physical strength will also be stronger. And the power of the * weapon is really limited, and it is difficult to cause effective damage at such a close distance!

Looking at Mr. Chen in front of him, Fang Zhuo smiled slightly and said, "I forgot to tell you, I still hate you!"

Fang Zhuo raised the Thor in his hand and aimed it at Mr. Chen's head, looking at the inexplicable look that flashed in his eyes, Fang Zhuo moved the position of the Thor God a little bit, and then his eyes turned into real horror, because the moving muzzle was facing his eyes.

For a second-level cultivator like Mr. Chen, Thor may even be seriously injured in the hand with a single shot, but it is definitely not fatal. However, there are weaknesses in the human body after all, even for ninth-level cultivation, such as the eyes, between the legs.

"Slow, slow, whatever you want? You can talk about it, you can talk about it!" Mr. Chen, who was really starting to panic, stretched out his hand to cover his eyes, and shouted loudly!

"It's no problem, but unfortunately, I heard something just now, so you don't have this chance!" Fang Zhuo's hand moved down with lightning and shot Mr. Chen between his legs!

In an instant, Mr. Chen's crotch was blurred with flesh and blood, and he screamed in pain, and then covered this part with both hands, but his eyes were staring at Fang Zhuo in front of him, because the damn thunder god did not let go.

Looking at Fang Zhuo, who was slowly pressing down two more bullets, Mr. Chen finally couldn't bear this kind of slow pressure, and said tremblingly: "Then this is a bandit leader, even if he has the grace of knowing you, what if he has the grace of knowing you? You can't kill me, I'm Zhao Gongzi's uncle! If you kill me, the Zhao family and the Red Blood Army will definitely chase and kill you for thousands of miles, and on the Blood Continent, you can't survive the pursuit of the Red Blood Army!"

Fang Zhuo loaded the bullets, looked at Mr. Chen and said slowly: "Zhao Gongzi, thank you for the reminder, I'll go back to him! In addition, Chen Fan is not only my employer, but also my brother!"

Seeing the black short knife that appeared in Fang Zhuo's hand, Mr. Chen's face trembled with the sharp aura, and before he could listen to Quan Fang Zhuo's words, he leaned his neck and roared: "Are you crazy? Do you know that Zhao Gongzi is not only the son of the Zhao family, he is still ......?"

It's a pity that Mr. Chen said that he would not play, and a short black knife slashed through his neck, and then Mr. Chen's excitement and fear disappeared, and then he fell to the ground without knowing it.

Looking at the short knife in his hand, Fang Zhuo nodded, it was indeed a good knife.

Borrowing strength on the wall, Fang Zhuo jumped to the second floor again, Yang Xiong had just climbed out of the house, and happened to see this scene, without any hesitation, he turned around and was about to escape, but unfortunately there was no possibility in front of Fang Zhuo.

Thrown back into the house, Yang Xiong's face was full of despair, and his heart was full of remorse for seizing Tongli Town this time, he knew that he would not covet the interests of this piece, and he would not have provoked Fang Zhuo, a strong and ruthless killing god.

In fact, Yang Xiong is also a strong character who licks blood with a knife head, and he has seen a lot between life and death, so it stands to reason that he should not be so fragile. However, since Fang Zhuo's appearance, his shots have been simple and efficient, calm and calm, such a style is likely to come from an elite legion, specializing in the production of monsters born for killing.

Seeing Yang Xiong's defeated face, Fang Zhuo was not interested in any more abuse, and said directly: "Where is Wan'er?"

"It's in the basement. ”

Hearing this, the short knife in Fang Zhuo's hand slashed, and this ruthless person who had just become the emperor of the two major towns ended his life like this.

Fang Zhuo searched the entire room, except for the belongings that he hadn't had time to take away, Fang Zhuo was extremely lucky to find a spear, which was an ancient model using flintlock technology, which was almost the earliest generation of Force firearm technology, inheriting the name of the "Gods" series in the pinnacle of *, belonging to the Glory of God series.

Because of technical reasons, the wear and tear of the Force is relatively large, this first-level firearm, even with the clumsy and strong Force, it is estimated that it can only shoot ten shots, if it is other fourth-level cultivation guys, they may fire five shots, and the Force will be exhausted.

However, no matter how much the Force is consumed, in the end, it is the Force gun, the power and * weapons are not in the same order of magnitude at all, and the soldier holding a Force gun in his hand and the soldier with empty hands are completely two levels.

Fang Zhuo put Thor behind his back, tried it, and then nodded with satisfaction, this is the glory of God is extremely well maintained, it is obviously Mr. Chen's true love, but it has not had time to use it yet, and now it is cheap Fang Zhuo.

Holding the glory of God in one hand and Thor in the other, Fang Zhuo jumped directly from Fang Zhuo's broken wall and went to the basement with the stairs stained.

As soon as the door was opened, there was a rain of bullets, and when his feet were on the ground, he passed the bullets coming from the door*, and at the same time the glory of God in his hand emitted a milky white light.

There were more than a dozen of Yang Xiong's subordinates in the room downstairs, who were still surprised to see that Fang Zhuo had dodged the speed of the bullet, when he suddenly saw a milky white light flying over. Then, the gate was blasted out with the people who were hiding behind.

Fang Zhuo continued to walk inside, his own Force power poured into the Force gun, forming a new Force bullet in the chamber, but Fang Zhuo didn't pay attention to it, this Force bullet was a little different from the finished Force bullet equipped with the original gun.

As Fang Zhuo walked in step by step, there were constantly guys who couldn't bear the pressure rushing forward, and without using the Force gun, Fang Zhuo directly solved it with Thor in his hand. After being killed by Fang Zhuo for more than ten years, the rest of the people couldn't bear it, and they didn't care if they would be slaughtered, so they all gave up resistance and fled.

The basement was downstairs, there was only a small window, Fang clumsily kicked the door open, and a stream of blood mixed with rancid stench went straight to the nose, which was disgusting.

On the edge of the wall, a defenseless woman lay on the ground, her curvaceous body covered with wounds of all sizes, some of which had turned black, and part of the stench in the room came from these wounds.

Although he had been tortured to the point that he could not form a human form, Fang Zhuo still recognized that this was Wan'er, but the youthful aura that was like fire at the beginning had disappeared.

Hearing the voice, Wan'er raised her head with great difficulty, and two lines of blood stayed down the corners of her eyes, and Fang Zhuo realized that Wan'er's eyes were gone.

Fang Zhuo's body trembled, at this moment, he suddenly regretted it, it was too simple to let Yang Xiong and them die before, if he knew that Wan'er had been tortured like this, Fang Zhuo definitely didn't mind being ruthless once, those torture methods that the kamikaze legion guards saw at the end, they must be tried on them.

"Who is it?" Wan'er asked in an almost dreamy voice when she heard footsteps

"I, Fang Zhuo!" Fang Zhuo walked up quickly, took off his shirt, and then lightly covered Wan'er's body.

Hearing Fang Zhuo's voice, Wan'er's numb and gray face suddenly showed a smile, and said softly, "Are you here?"

"Mr. Chen and Yang Xiong are dead, and the next one is Zhao Yunfan, none of them can run!" Fang Zhuo helped Wan'er up and gently leaned on his lap, and explained.

The corners of Wan'er's mouth hooked, even if she smiled, and then said in a low voice with a smile, like a story casually told when she was having a drink with Fang Zhuo one afternoon.

"Do you know Fang Zhuo, after they killed Chen Gongzi, Zhao Gongzi asked me to accompany him, and I agreed, the second master worked very hard. When it came to the critical moment, I bit down hard. You don't even know, if I pull it, he will scream, not to mention how cool it is! It's a pity that those who cultivate the Force are all perverts, and if they didn't succeed, they broke my teeth!"

Hearing Wan'er's voice, Fang Zhuo said in a deep voice: "Chen Fan's hatred, in fact, you don't have to care, I am here in this matter!"

"It's different, I'm Wan'er a bitch that everyone spurns about, but when I was threatened, he said to me, I'm my own person, as my own person, I have to look a little bit like my own person, right?" Wan'er's face bloomed with a different kind of look, and in her eyes, which no longer had eyeballs, she seemed to look at Fang Zhuo with a little smugness.

"Of course!"

"Fang Zhuo, I want to ask you something, I want to take a shower, I want to go cleanly, okay?" Wan'er said weakly.