Three vans stopped in the middle of the street in front of the pharmacy, and more than 50 people rushed out of the cars, each holding a machete in their hands.

Seeing this scene, the people on the street screamed and fled in all directions.

Someone has started to pick up their phones to call the police.

Yang Fan sat calmly on the stool, and for the more than fifty people in front of him, his eyes revealed coldness.

"Made, it's this kid, get him for me"

The middle-aged man from before was holding gauze on his head, pointing at Yang Fan with hatred on his face and scolding.

More than fifty people, no extra nonsense, come up with a machete and cut it.

A guy who ran at the front slashed at Yang Fan with a machete, and he was extremely fierce.

Seeing this scene, the pedestrians around were frightened and turned pale.

At this time, Yang Fan moved.

I saw him jump up from the stool, take a sharp step, and with a knife in his hand, the arm of the man will be broken, and he will snatch the machete with his hand.

The knife fell, and one arm was cut off alive, and blood flowed.

The others rushed up fiercely, and it was a slash.

Yang Fan ran the magic technique, and a strong force erupted from his body, and his body moved quickly, flexibly dodging attacks.

Every time the machete in his hand fell, it brought a blush with him, and then he saw an arm fly.

The people who came out to watch not far away were stunned when they saw the scene in front of them.

Yang Fan, the god of killing, is like a hungry wolf entering the sheepfold and starting a massacre.

The screams kept rang out, and the blood flowed all over the place, and it was extremely bloody.

The wounds all over the ground are broken arms, which makes people's scalp tingle to watch.

"My damn, this guy is just a butcher, he doesn't even blink an eyelid when he cuts people"

Boss Zhang looked at the fierce Yang Fan and was shocked.

In his eyes, Yang Fan was like a killing god descending into the world, with infinite ferocity.

He didn't expect Yang Fan to be so fierce, and in the face of the siege of more than 50 people, he was not injured.

That's more than fifty people, all fierce gangsters.

But in front of Yang Fan, these more than fifty people seemed so unbearable.

In less than three minutes, all the thugs were put to the ground by Yang Fan, covering their wounds and screaming.

They were terrified, but they didn't expect to deal with a horrible guy.

Looking at the middle-aged man on the side, Yang Fan's eyes revealed a cold meaning.

Being stared at by Yang Fan, the middle-aged man seemed to have fallen into an ice cave, his whole body was cold, and he was afraid.

He found that Yang Fan's eyes were like the gaze of death, which made people feel suffocated.

"Go back and tell your boss, tell him to wash his white neck and wait for me" Yang Fan threw away the blood-stained machete in his hand and said coldly to the middle-aged man.

"Ahh

For these gangsters around him, Yang Fan didn't bother to pay attention.

At this time, the alarm sounded, and not long after, a police car stopped in front of Yang Fan.

"Don't move, put your hands up"

Three policemen got out of the car, holding guns in their hands, and shouted at Yang Fan.

Seeing the more than 50 people lying in the pile of blood on the ground, the three policemen were shocked.

Oh my god, this guy is still a human being against more than 50 people by himself?

The three policemen looked at the severed hand on the ground and felt their scalps tingle.

"Three policemen, these people are all underworlds, he is just self-defense" Boss Zhang hurriedly ran out to help Yang Fan explain.

"Don't talk nonsense, you guys go back to the police station with us, and as for the cause of the incident, we will naturally investigate it," one of the policemen shouted.

Yang Fan shrugged, so much that he didn't want to resist.

Anyway, he's self-defense, so it's not going to be much of a deal.

In the end, Yang Fan and Boss Zhang were taken back to the police station for investigation.

In an interrogation room, Yang Fan sat on a chair with his hands handcuffed.

Opposite him was a middle-aged policeman named Liu Hui.

Liu Hui stared at Yang Fan, secretly surprised in his heart.

When he learned that Yang Fan had put down more than fifty people alone, he still didn't believe it, but after watching the live video, he had to believe it.

And this time, he was in charge of interrogating Yang Fan, which was to put the latter in prison.

He has received a request from the gangster boss to kill Yang Fan.

Since he has received benefits, Liu Hui naturally has to do things properly.

"Say, why do you do it?" Liu Hui stared at Yang Fan and asked in a cold voice.

"It's they who want to kill me, I'm self-defense," Yang Fan said lightly.

"Bang" Liu Hui slapped the table heavily and shouted angrily: "Fart, as far as I know, you took the initiative to provoke, and then hurt people"

Hearing this, Yang Fan's eyes narrowed, and he saw banter in Liu Hui's eyes.

Obviously, this guy is trying to reverse black and white.

"I said it, it's self-defense," Yang Fan replied.

"Hmph, it seems that if you don't give some color, you won't admit it, then don't blame me" Liu Hui sneered.

Anyway, Yang Fan's hands were shackled and he couldn't resist.

Although you can deal with more than fifty people, you are now a fish to be slaughtered.

Liu Hui was proud.

He deliberately asked people to turn off the monitoring of the interrogation room, and then prepared to extort a confession from Yang Fan.

"What, you want to bend into a trick?" Yang Fan stared at Liu Hui and said mockingly.

"Hehe, since you don't want to admit it, I have to fight until you admit it" Liu Hui smiled and said proudly: "Now you can't move your hands, I see where you can go"

"Yes, if you're not afraid of death, then try" The corners of Yang Fan's mouth hooked up a contemptuous arc.

His hands were cuffed, but he still had the confidence to deal with Liu Hui.

What's more, shackles are like scrap iron to Yang Fan, and they have no effect at all.

But he didn't break free, because he was confident that he could handle Liu Hui with just a pair of feet.

"Tsk, the tone is quite crazy, I'll let you know the end of arrogance" Liu Hui smacked his lips, with banter in his eyes.

Holding a baton, he smashed at Yang Fan.

Yang Fan stood up from the chair, then kicked out and kicked Liu Hui in the chest, knowing the strength, and instantly kicked the person away.

Liu Hui felt like his body had been hit by a truck, and his body was in severe pain.

Hitting the wall, he felt like his bones were going to fall apart.

"Made" was kicked by Yang Fan, Liu Hui was furious, roared, and rushed over.

Yang Fan sneered, a cold light flashing in his eyes.

Next, there was a scream and a thud from inside the interrogation room.

"I'll go, Team Liu is ruthless enough, and people scream for a while"

When a policeman heard the screams coming from inside the interrogation room, he felt a chill in his heart, and felt that Liu Hui was too ruthless.

"The screaming is too bad, if you continue to fight, that guy will die, you have to let Team Liu stop" A policeman was worried that Yang Fan would be beaten to death by Liu Hui, so he walked over and prepared to open the door.

When they came to the door, the door of the interrogation room was slammed, and they almost crashed into the formation.

Seeing this, the two policemen quickly took out the key to open the interrogation room.

When they saw the situation inside the interrogation room, the two policemen opened their mouths wide and formed an "O" shape, as if they had seen something incredible.

The two rubbed their eyes, suspecting that they had mistaken their eyes.