Chapter 40: Extermination (Part 1)

"Look for death. Pen | fun | pavilion www. biquge。 info" The scar prisoner spat fiercely, and slapped Fang Haoran in the face. Originally, he just wanted to play with this white paper student, but now it seems that he must teach a good lesson and adjust it.

Fang Haoran's body shook slightly, and his right hand stretched out violently like a poisonous snake spitting out the core, grabbing the wrist of the scar prisoner.

"Huh, do you know how to do it?"

The scar prisoner tried to pull suddenly, but he felt as if his arm was encircled by an iron hoop, and he didn't use any force at all, and his face couldn't help but change greatly, and he knew that he had kicked the iron plate.

"Splitting the mountain palm!" the scar prisoner roared, and his left hand swelled as big as a fan, and he condescendingly slapped Fang Haoran's head down.

Fang Haoran's fingers passed through his ribs like a spiritual snake, and the latter came first, poking heavily at the big bag of the scarred prisoner.

The scar prisoner immediately let out a breath of internal air, and the big hand of the "Mountain Splitting Palm" hung down softly, and the whole person in pain bent down and knelt on the ground like a prawn.

"What did you just say?" Fang Haoran pinched the other party's Shixuan acupoint with his right hand and used a slight force, and a sound of broken bones sounded, ten fingers connected to the heart, and the scar prisoner sneered out of his nose and tears in pain, and begged for mercy: "This brother, I don't know Taishan with eyes, brother, you let me go." Ahh

"Get out!" Fang Haoran kicked the scar prisoner in the stomach.

The man was tall and big, not to mention that there was a 200-pound scar prisoner, who was kicked by Fang Haoran and flew up, and hit the iron door directly, making a 'clang' sound.

The catcher outside heard the clanging sound in the house, and a sneer appeared at the corner of his mouth, and he said secretly: That Li Dazui is a person from the Valley of the Wicked, who does a lot of evil, and likes to abuse and play with men the most, I'm afraid he has done it now. Hmph, dare to offend Huang Dashao, and dare to resist arrest and shoot at me, look at grandpa, how I concoct you.

Fang Haoran saw the scar prisoner hiding in the corner of the wall, staring at him with a dead eye, smiled disdainfully, and said, "What, you're still not convinced?"

"Don't dare, don't dare ......"

The scar prisoner hurriedly lowered his head, not daring to look at Fang Haoran.

Although he did a lot of evil, he was not a fool, he was restrained by Fang Haoran's move, and he was kicked away without any resistance, he knew that Fang Haoran was an existence that he couldn't provoke, how could he dare to say half a word?

After a while, it was getting dark.

A catcher walked in with an oil lamp in his left hand and a plate of food in his right hand.

At the top of the lacquered tray is a roast chicken and a large bowl of wine.

Seeing Fang Haoran sitting on the bed and the scar prisoner squatting in the corner, he was slightly stunned, and then smiled and said: "Li Dazui, it's cool today, this is our cell boss to reward you with wine and meat, as long as you concoct this guy well, the wine and meat will not be missing you!"

"Cool your mother!"

The Scar Prisoner slammed out of the corner, his hands through the iron door, and slammed the neck of the catcher outside the iron prison.

"What are you doing? you're crazy!" he was shocked, but he was just an ordinary person, and it was difficult to break free in the hands of the Scar Prisoner, a man who had practiced internal skills.

"Your mother, dare to harm Lao Tzu, Lao Tzu will kill you, kill you!" The scar prisoner was severely taught a lesson by Fang Haoran, and all the anger he had held back all afternoon was vented on the catcher at this time.

Fang Haoran glanced slightly, only to see that the catcher was about to be strangled by the scar prisoner's neck, his face was bruised, and his mouth made a "woo uh" struggle sound, and his eyes were stuck and he was about to pass out.

At the end of the cell, the other catchers also noticed that something was wrong, and "Bang Dang" pushed the door and rushed in, shocked and angry when they saw this, and shouted: "Li Dazui, what are you doing?"

As he spoke, several catchers rushed over and grabbed the scarred prisoner's arm, trying to save the catcher.

The scar prisoner slammed his hands and roared, "Death to Lao Tzu!"

Fang Haoran only heard a "click", as if he had broken a piece of celery, and the mouth and nose were bleeding, and his head hung down softly.

"You guys are going to die for Lao Tzu too!" the scarred man slammed his fists at the other catchers, and with a "snort" sound, he tore off a large piece of flesh from the face of one of them like tearing a piece of cloth.

Squeaky ......

Fortunately, the chains in the hands of the scar prisoner were restricted by the prison door, and his martial arts strength was also at the limit.

"Crazy, crazy!" a few frightened farts crawled out of the house.

"What's going on?"

The leader came in and saw the miserable scene on the ground, gritted his teeth and said: "Li Dazui, you're finished, even your brother can't save you this time!"

"If you dare to arrange such a powerful master to calculate Lao Tzu, Lao Tzu will dare to kill you. The scar prisoner said angrily, "If you have the ability, you can kill me now, and see if my brother will bring someone to destroy your whole family." ”

Fang Haoran's eyes fell on the catcher who was headed by the day, and the catcher glared at Fang Haoran fiercely, and said, "I'll clean you up later!" After that, he asked someone to carry out the dead catcher's body and hurriedly went to deal with the aftermath.

The scar prisoner came to Fang Haoran with the intact roast chicken and wine, and said flatteringly: "Big brother, please first!"

Fang Haoran glanced at it slightly, and asked expressionlessly, "Have you got the key?"

"Here's the key!"

The scar prisoner hurriedly took out a bunch of copper keys from his arms, which he had just taken advantage of the chaos to get from the catcher, and asked, "Big brother, are you trying to escape from prison?"

"It's not me, it's you who escaped from prison!"

Fang Haoran's big hand slapped the Baihui acupoint on the top of the scar prisoner's head, and slammed it: "Look at my eyes!"

The scar prisoner was shocked, and looked up at Fang Haoran's eyes meaningfully.

Fang Haoran pointed at the center of the scar prisoner's eyebrows, and with a "buzz", the scar prisoner's mind suddenly became chaotic, and his eyes struggled painfully, and then became demented.

Fang Haoran nodded with satisfaction, and said faintly: "You killed the arrester, took on the murder case, and was afraid of being beheaded, so you snatched the key to escape from prison, and those arresters outside were about to arrest you, so you killed them all." ”

Hearing this, the scar prisoner muttered to himself: "I have taken my life, I want to escape from prison, I want to kill those fast catchers!"

"Go ahead!"

Hearing this, the Scar prisoner obediently took out the key to open the cell door, then locked the cell door again, turned to leave, and after a while, a series of screams were heard outside.

As long as Fang Haoran went out, he could see that the five or six catchers were all beaten to the point of life and death, lying on the ground horizontally and vertically, bleeding all over the ground.

At this time, Fang Haoran's face turned pale for a while, his brain was constantly dizzy, and he smiled miserably: "This Mind Charm can really confuse people's hearts, but the consumption of spiritual power is too great, and the strength of the scar prisoner itself is not weak, just like that, my spirit has been exhausted for a while." ”

These quick arrests are not a good thing, on trumped-up charges to help Huang Dashao arrest Fang Haoran into prison, and deliberately put Fang Haoran and a prisoner who likes men with strong martial arts into a cell, if it weren't for Fang Haoran's cultivation of Rama's internal merits, the current fate can be imagined.

If there is a chance to take revenge overnight, Fang Haoran will naturally not let go of those few catchers.