When the two came to the gate of the Cloud Club, Wang Gang was recognized.

The moment they saw Wang Gang, before the six members of the Scythe Society could shout, they were blocked by Yang Fan.

Putting down the six people like lightning, Yang Fan took Wang Gang into the Yunjian Club.

When I entered the room, I found that there were already more than 50 people inside, each holding a sickle-shaped machete in their hands.

"The club is closed today, you all hurry up"

Seeing Yang Fan and Wang Gang coming in, a young man shouted.

"Brother Liang, our people have been put down" At this time, a member of the Scythe Society found six people lying outside the gate, and his face changed.

Hearing that his own people were being put down, the young man named Brother Liang glanced at the door, and then shouted: "Give it to me, and abolish them all"

More than 50 people from the Scythe Society immediately rushed over and slashed down with machetes in their hands.

"Take care of yourself"

Yang Fan stared at a sentence, then rushed out, snatched the machete, and then started a bloody scene.

Wang Gang nodded, and then rushed towards the members of the Scythe Society.

His body was cured by Yang Fan's elixir, and although he was still a little weak, he could still deal with a few gangsters.

Moreover, Yang Fan shot fiercely, and every time he made a shot, a member of the Scythe Society would have his arm cut off and finally lie on the ground.

Therefore, Wang Gang is not so stressed.

"My mother, who the hell is this guy?" Seeing Yang Fan so fierce, Brother Liang's face turned pale with fright.

He hurriedly picked up the walkie-talkie and called someone down, and at the same time informed his boss.

When he finished speaking, Yang Fan also came to the front, slashed with the machete in his hand, and sealed his throat with a knife.

Brother Liang hasn't had a chance to react yet.

In less than three minutes, more than 50 people were put down by Yang Fan.

At this time, the members of the Scythe Society kept pouring down from upstairs, and when they saw the bloody scene in the hall on the first floor, everyone was so frightened that their faces turned pale.

Looking at Yang Fan again, there was not a drop of blood on his body, and there was blood in his hands.

He gives people the feeling of being a Shura who kills people without blinking.

"Do it, hack them to death," one of the Scythe Society leaders ordered.

After receiving the order, more than a hundred people poured down from the upper floor and rushed towards Yang Fan and Wang Gang.

After all, there are more than 100 people, so they don't believe that they can't kill two people.

The corners of Yang Fan's mouth hooked a cruel arc, his eyes flashed with bloodthirsty light, and the machete in his hand came out of his hand and plunged straight into the throat of a person.

The member of the Scythe Society was killed by a single blow.

Wang Gang followed closely behind, fighting the members of the Scythe Society.

In a luxurious private room on the fifth floor of the Cloud Club, there was a young man and a middle-aged man inside.

The two stared at the computer surveillance screen in front of them.

"Who did this guy bring in?" staring at Yang Fan, who was full of power in the surveillance, Wei Yanhe's expression was solemn.

Seeing Yang Fan's ferocious methods and ruthlessly putting people down, his strength was simply too strong.

Wang Gang on the side is too much worse than Yang Fan.

Wei Yanhe thought that Wang Gang had been rescued, and at least it would be a long time before he came to take revenge.

He didn't expect Wang Gang to come back so quickly, and there was this powerful guy by his side.

"This kid is the master who rescued Wang Gang," Wei Yanhe said in a trembling voice.

When he learned that his people had been killed, Wei Yanhe was taken aback.

Especially when he saw the photos of the scene, he felt his scalp tingle.

But there was one thing he didn't understand, wasn't Wang Gang injured? Why did he look fine?

"Tsk, this kid is interesting, his strength is not bad, it looks like your people will soon be put down" The young man standing beside Wei Yanhe chuckled.

When he saw Yang Fan who was in the surveillance, he suddenly became interested in it.

This young man could clearly see that the more than 100 people in the Scythe Society couldn't stop Yang Fan at all.

"Then let's go quickly," Wei Yanhe said in a panic.

can be seen by the young man next to him, then Yang Fan's strength will not be too bad.

He, Wei Yanhe, is just an ordinary person, and he is an ant in front of these strong people.

"Hmph, what are you afraid of, with me Zhou Hu here, will you be afraid that he won't succeed?" Zhou Hu snorted coldly.

In Zhou Hu's opinion, Yang Fan's strength is indeed good, but he doesn't take people seriously.

Hearing Zhou Hu say this, Wei Yanhe's heart felt a lot more at ease.

He knew that Zhou Hu was a martial artist with great strength.

If it weren't for Zhou Hu's attack this time, Wei Yanhe would have been killed by Wang Gang a long time ago.

And Zhou Hu also has an identity, that is, a disciple at the helm of the Green Gang, and he has superb skills.

Wei Yanhe and Zhou Hu watched the surveillance in the private room, admiring the picture of Yang Fan showing his ferocity.

Soon, more than 100 people from the Scythe Society were all put down by Yang Fan, lying on the ground and wailing, blood had flowed all over the ground.

The entire hall was filled with the smell of blood, which was disgusting.

When Wang Gang saw this kind of picture, he felt his scalp tingle.

He admired Yang Fan even more in his heart.

The two of them came up towards the fifth floor, and when the members of the Scythe Society saw the two, they did not dare to step forward and retreated one after another.

In the end, Wang Gang and Yang Fan came to the door of a luxury private room.

The door of the private room was opened, and Wei Yanhe and Zhou Hu walked out.

"Bang Bang Bang"

Zhou Hu had a smile on his face and clapped with both hands: "Tsk, it's really enough, more than a hundred people can't stop you."

Wei Yanhe stood nervously behind Zhou Hu.

Although he believed in Zhou Hu in his heart, he still had to remain vigilant.

"Master, this person is very powerful, you have to be careful" Seeing Zhou Hu, Wang Gang reminded Yang Fan.

He had suffered losses at the hands of Zhou Hu and knew that the latter was strong.

And at that time, he fought against Zhou Hu, but he couldn't hold up a move.

And Zhou Hu was even more lazy to do something with Wang Gang, and after hurting people, he watched the show on the side.

His gaze fell on Zhou Hu, and Yang Fan found that the former exuded a faint aura fluctuation.

"It turned out to be a cultivator, but the spiritual power was too weak" Yang Fan had already judged Zhou Hu's cultivation in his heart.

In his eyes, Zhou Hu didn't even step into the threshold of qi refining, at most he was a person who had just started to practice.

When he met a cultivator, Yang Fan was sure that there was a group of cultivators in this world.

"You deal with your enemy yourself, I will deal with this person," Yang Fan said lightly.

Wang Gang nodded, staring at Wei Yanhe with hatred, and Ling Ran had murderous intent in his eyes.

His younger brother was killed by Wei Yanhe.

Feeling Wang Gang's hateful gaze, Wei Yanhe was a little panicked in his heart, and hurriedly took a few steps back.

"Yo he, the tone is not small" Zhou Hu looked at Yang Fan playfully: "If you want to deal with me, I don't know if you have this ability, don't let me down, after all, I haven't met a real opponent for a long time."

The tone was contemptuous, and he didn't take Yang Fan in his eyes at all.

"Mole ant" Yang Fan stared at Zhou Hu with an indifferent tone.

A person who has not even reached the level of qi refining is an ant in Yang Fan's eyes, a vulnerable person.

Grinning, Zhou Hu's eyes became cold.

was scolded as an ant, and he was naturally unhappy.

As a warrior, his dignity is not to be insulted.