Because Chen Fan has always been kind to Fang Clumsy, this base camp factory has also been toured by Chen Fan as if he was offering treasures, and with Fang Fan's memory, he is naturally very familiar with the structure of the entire factory!

With a shotgun in his hand, Fang Zhuo walked out of the gate as if he was walking, and he didn't meet any patrolling guys in the stairwell, too, knowing that this place was washed in blood by the Red Blood Army, who would dare to come here to look for death without a long eye!

Turning down the second floor, a familiar voice came from a room, looking at the swallow should be the scarface*, gloomy and greedy guy, but at this moment the language revealed infinite flattery.

"It's really a loss to Zhao Gongzi this time, otherwise I wouldn't be able to sit in this position, in the future, if Zhao Gongzi needs anything, I will definitely go to the sword mountain and go down to the sea of fire without frowning. ”

"This Chen Fan is exactly the thing, and what is that clumsy, the murderous son has lost so much, it is really not enough to atone for his sins after dying several times, it is the cheapest of him! A ruffian hooligan leader also dares to jump in Xuancheng. Another somewhat soft voice sounded, it had always been the spokesperson of Zhao Gongzi who came here, but this figure could not hear men and women.

On the other side, Yang Xiong was smiling, but as a ruffian with the same ruffian as Chen Fan, his laughter revealed some embarrassment.

"You wild dogs who eat leftovers, that is, under the protection of our son-in-law, can become domestic dogs who do not worry about food and clothing, you know, the son casually throws a bone out, it is enough for you to eat for many years! However, since the son can reward you with a bowl of rice, then he can naturally kick the rice bowl away, so if you let me know that you have some other thoughts in your heart, that damn Chen Fan is your role model, you know?" Obviously, Yang Xiong's attitude did not satisfy this person, so there are these few * naked words.

"Don't dare, Mr. Sun, you are so careful, it is our great blessing to be able to do things for Zhao Gongzi, and we must have no other ideas!"

"Well, that's pretty much it!"

"Mr. Sun, what do you think are the arrangements for today? You have a crush on that woman, I can bring someone to tie you up!"

"Yo, can you send me the woman in your family?"

"As long as you want, the villain will go!" Yang Xiong's voice was still humble.

The voice, known as Mr. Sun, was obviously satisfied with Yang Xiong's attitude, waved his hand, sighed, and then opened his mouth and said: "Actually, this small place is also a little interesting to that Wan'er, but it's a pity ......"

"It's naturally her blessing to be favored by you, but according to the instructions, she has been tossed for four nights, do you look for it?"

The voice hesitated for a moment, then nodded and said, "Okay!"

"No need to look for it!"

A cold, murderous voice pierced through the door!

"Who's there?"

"Damn it, go get him!"

......

The sudden sound obviously startled countless people inside the door, and a noisy shout of killing and the sound of guns rang out instantly.

As the descendant of the rune master, coupled with the enhancement of the demonic qi in his body before, Fang Zhuo's perception was so acute that he was a little surprised, and the sound and movement behind the iron door were extremely clear in Fang Zhuo's eyes.

A young guy with a fire gun in his hand rushed up impatiently, but he couldn't take advantage of this obviously stupid bravery, the powerful thunder god in Fang Zhuo's hand instantly burst into a ball of fire, and then a big hole appeared in the iron gate even with the young man who rushed up!

As if in disbelief, the young man wanted to look down, and then he collapsed, never to get back up.

Fang Zhuo raised his foot, and kicked into the distance with the iron door and the guy behind the iron door! Then he raised the Thor in his hand and fired a shot into the room, without aiming, he fell down, as the pinnacle of the * weapon, the effect is obviously very worthy of the name.

The four subordinates who were originally serving in the room, except for the unlucky guy at the beginning, the remaining two all lost the battle directly under this shot.

But the rest of the one, apparently the Force master, this shot has some effect, but not a big effect. This first-level Force master who belongs to Mr. Sun, Thor only hit dozens of wounds on his body with this shot, but it can't reach the point of hurting the bones, so he roared angrily and pounced on Fang Zhuo.

Fang Zhuo didn't dodge, silently raised his fist, and punched this burly man, and then this man who was famous for his physique, his entire arm remembered the sound of bones breaking, and finally turned into a congested arm, and then was directly kicked out by Fang Zhuo, crashing through the wall, life and death are unknown.

The rest is only Yang Xiong hiding behind an alloy table, and the Mr. Chen hiding behind the big man, Mr. Chen in Yang Xiong's mouth.

"Fang Zhuo, are you still alive?" After seeing Fang Zhuo's face clearly, Yang Xiong's gloomy face was full of surprise, Fang Zhuo in front of him, but Yang Xiong wanted to kill the guy who relieved his hatred from the bottom of his bones.

"Are you Fang Zhuo?" Before Fang Zhuo could say anything, Mr. Chen was calm and took the lead in speaking slowly.

In Fang Zhuo's field of vision, the two dim Force nodes should be one of the reasons why this Mr. Chen is calm!

"Yang Xiong, long time no see!" Fang Zhuo looked at Yang Xiong and said slowly. Then I looked at the man who spoke first, a middle-aged man who was a little feminine, and his face was relatively delicate, but the red on his lips was a little conspicuous.

"This gentleman, surnamed Chen?" Fang Zhuo raised his eyebrows and asked.

Looking at Fang Zhuo, who was forcibly killed in front of him, the man surnamed Chen was not in a hurry or impatient, and slowly spoke: "You are Fang Zhuo? I have heard of your name, but I just thought that you were dead or escaped! Let me tell you good news, our son-in-law is a little interested in you, since you are back, I can call the shots and give you a chance, how about doing things under the son?"

"Oh, it seems that I am still of any use?" Fang Zhuo's face was calm.

"Our salary still cherishes talents, and Gongzi also mentioned it before leaving. Fang Zhuo, you are still young, there is still a long way to go in the future, you still don't know who our son is, otherwise you will understand that only under the command of Gongzi can you give full play to your ability. Otherwise, in the future, you will only become a wandering wild dog in the wilderness, and you will be able to do all the dirty things for a bite to eat!" Mr. Chen's slightly feminine voice was so convincing.

Fang Zhuo nodded, as if he was a little moved, and then raised his head and said seriously: "But there are some people under Zhao Gongzi who I don't like very much, such as this bear!"

Fang Zhuo pointed to Yang Xiong not far away.

Hearing Fang Zhuo's words, Mr. Chen's expression finally relaxed, and he said: "If you join, of course this kind of waste is useless, it can be handed over to you for disposal, and as for the people/territory under his command, it can be handed over to you!

Yang Xiong, who was originally thinking about whether it would be possible to recover the square table in the future, was stunned by this sudden change, couldn't help jumping up, and shouted loudly: "Mr. Chen, you, you can't do this! I promised to do something for Zhao Gongzi from the bottom of my heart!"

It was precisely because he knew the power behind that Zhao Gongzi that Yang Xiong was so desperate. This despair, because there was no immediate response from Mr. Chen, turned into a kind of scruples after extreme panic. Immediately took out a pistol, pulled the trigger fiercely at Fang Zhuo, and shouted in a hoarse voice: "Stinky bastard, you give me death!!"

It's a pity that when the bullet in Yang Xiong's hand was finished, Fang Zhuo was still standing in front of him intact as if he had never moved!

Mr. Chen, who was standing on the side and did not move, couldn't help but twitch a few times at the corner of his mouth, because as a master of the second-level Force, he could see it clearly, every time Yang Xiong pulled the trigger and fired a bullet, it was gently dodged by Fang Zhuo with extremely simple sideways or turning.

Mr. Chen had never seen such an ability, but it was obvious that Fang Zhuo in front of him could easily crush everyone present, including himself.

The pistol in Yang Xiong's hand belongs to the active equipment of the Red Blood Army, with a total of 10 bullets, all of which are empty at the moment. But Yang Xiong was still unconsciously pulling the trigger desperately, and there was a crisp sound of hunger crashing in the chamber of the gun, in the empty room, like the sound of a death knell floating in the Demon Sanctuary.

The sudden gunfire finally alarmed Yang Xiong's subordinates downstairs, and a panicked shout and rapid running gradually approached.

Fang Zhuo reached out and grabbed a semi-automatic rifle and fired a few quick shots at the wall, and then heard a few muffled grunts and falling sounds. This is the second floor, I was shot and fell, and it depends on luck whether I die or not.

These few simple shots, like long eyes, wiped out all the guards who rushed up.

Retracting the rifle in his hand, he threw it back at will, and a bullet flew out of Fang Zhuo's waist, accurately shooting into the junction between Mr. Chen's right arm and shoulder arm behind him, and he screamed in pain, and the silver short gun in his hand fell to the ground.

In the moment just now, Mr. Chen, with the greatest courage and speed in his life, took out his pistol and loaded it into the magazine, but before the bullet in his hand could be fired, Fang Zhuo had already killed the guards outside and hit himself with one shot.

And at this time, his trigger has not been able to be pulled down!

This shot, the timing and landing point were extremely clever, and he instantly lost control of his right arm.

However, this should definitely not be, at least it should not be the strength of a second-level cultivation, this kind of crushing existence, Chen Xian has only seen it in those elite company commanders in the barracks.

Looking at Fang Zhuo not far away, Mr. Chen was terrified, holding his right arm with his left hand, and shouted in a lost voice: "You, you are definitely not just a restaurant owner, who are you?"

At this moment, this delicate young man is like a demon in Mr. Chen's eyes, mysterious, strong and cruel, like a vengeful ghost.