Chapter Ninety-Five: Killing with an Umbrella (Part 1)

"What?"

The thugs in the room were stunned for a moment, and then burst out laughing, and the golden chain almost died of laughter. Pen, fun, pavilion www. biquge。 info

"Boy, before you came, didn't you ask what kind of place this is?"

A guy with dyed green hair walked towards Wei Fan funny, there were more people who came to collect debts, but none of them succeeded, and he was thankful that he couldn't take care of himself if he wasn't beaten.

"Are you sure you're in the wrong place?

A bald head looked at Cha Cha and felt that this teenager must be abnormal, even if you come to collect debts, just bring a few more people, what does it mean to bring a little girl?

"He doesn't think that negotiation will solve the problem, right?"

Watching Wei Fan's slow and logical collection of umbrellas, the thugs laughed shamefully, they were really young people, too naΓ―ve.

"Okay, who are you going to talk to?"

Wei Fan asked, looking at the gold chain: "Are you?" Or is the boss upstairs?"

"Let's talk to Lao Tzu's machete?"

The green hair walked in front of Wei Fan, suddenly with a grim expression, brandished a machete, and slashed at his shoulder, first abolish this guy.

Syllable!

As soon as Wei Fan grabbed the wrist of the green hair with his left hand, and with his right hand supporting his elbow, he twisted it, and this guy's arm was bent at ninety degrees.

"Ahh

The green fur let out a scream like a pig, and his right hand could not be used, and the machete fell.

Wei Fan raised his legs.

Bang!

The machete was kicked out, like a ballista, and slashed through the face of the gold chain, cutting off several of his hairs.

"My patience is limited, let your boss come out!"

Wei Fan urged.

"Hack him!"

The gold chain roared, and a gang of thugs immediately swarmed up.

"Die!"

Green Fur pulled out his hidden short knife and stabbed Wei Fan in the waist with a backhand.

Bang!

Wei Fan raised his foot and kicked at the crook of Greenhair's leg, and at the same time grabbed the knife and stabbed him in the shoulder, and then charged to meet him.

The bald head came up, holding a long knife and slashing.

Wei Fan dodged, holding the knife in his right hand and slashing upward, cutting his wrist with precision.

Multiply!

The clothes were torn and blood was sprayed.

"Ahh

The bald head screamed, followed by the hair grabbed, used as a meat shield, blocking the thugs on the left.

Ding! Ding!

The blade slammed, and there was a bang, followed by a scream.

Wei Fan's knife was too fast, and during the interval of blocking, he could quickly swing the knife, piercing them in the arm, and stabbing blood everywhere.

Bang!

The bald head was kicked over, and the companions dodged, but the siege formation was also loose, and before the siege could be re-encircled, Wei Fan followed and broke in, setting off a chaotic battle.

The left knife and the right fist could only be close to Wei Fan and absolutely fell to the ground.

"Damn it!"

The gold chain cursed, and finally understood why people had the courage to come to the door, it turned out to be strong.

The green hair stared at Wei Fan, and was about to get up and attack from behind, when he suddenly found that there was a large shadow on his head.

The little Lori grabbed a vase with both hands and squatted next to it.

"You ......"

Before the green hair could finish speaking, he was smashed on the head by the flower pot and fainted directly.

On the second floor, a young man sits on a sofa and is negotiating with the owner of a freight company.

"I said, seven achievements are seventy percent, and not a penny less!"

The young man exhaled a puff of smoke and flicked the ashes impatiently.

"It's too much, and in this case, our margins are very small. ”

The boss is a little fat, and now he is scared again, his face is covered with oil and sweat, and he can't wipe it with a handkerchief.

"I care if you die? There's no profit, so you're going to earn it?"

When the young man had finished speaking, he was annoyed when he saw that the dead fat man was still arguing, grabbed the ashtray and poured it on his head.

Bang!

The fat boss suddenly broke his head and was dizzy, and fell to the ground.

"I don't know how to lift. The young man got up and instructed his subordinates: "Throw this guy out, get drenched in the rain, and talk about it when you think about it!"

"No, the agreement, I'll sign it. ”

The fat man wailed, he was not stupid, the crow's people were too ruthless, and it was not as simple as raining when he was thrown away.

"That's pretty much it!"

The young man smiled, as the young Zhuang faction of the Black Crow Death Regiment, he didn't know what negotiation strategies he had, and he thought that a pair of fists would be enough to solve any problem.

Of course, this is also the usual style of the crows, tough, tough, tough! A machete is cut through, and disagreement must be turned into consent.

"Very well, remember to bring your daughter with you when you go back later. ”

Seeing the fat boss sign it, the young man was very satisfied.

"What?"

Cold sweat instantly soaked the fat boss's whole body, and he didn't even know that his daughter had been kidnapped.

"Don't worry, we haven't touched her yet, but if you don't cooperate, I'm not sure. The young man shrugged his shoulders and frowned, "What's going on down there?"

"I'll take a look!"

The gold medal thug in a black suit got up, but as soon as he grabbed the doorknob, there was a bang, and the gold chain slammed open the door and fell in.

"Oh, somebody's making trouble?"

The young man looked calm and stared at the door.

"Ahh

The fat boss was scared to death, the gold chain that happened to roll to his side was covered in blood, his whole face was beaten out of human shape, and his hands and feet were broken, which was quite miserable.

"Who is this who is not long-sighted, and dares to come to the company of the Crow Death Group to make trouble?"

The fat boss complained, afraid of being implicated, so he hurriedly explained to the young man: "I didn't arrange it. ”

"Nonsense. ”

The young man didn't even look at the cowardly fat boss.

Da!

Footsteps sounded, and on the stairs, two sets of footprints, one large and one small, were left.

"Sorry, excuse me, I'm here to collect the debt!"

Wei Fan stood at the door, glanced at the room, and his gaze fell on the young man.

Cha Cha popped out of his head from behind Wei Fan's legs, afraid that these people didn't hear clearly, and added: "It's still ...... Money!"

"Debt collection?"

The fat boss was dumbfounded, this kid is crazy, right?

"Looking for death?"

The thug raised his eyebrows, the spiritual pressure exploded, and he punched Wei Fan, and the other six thugs also rushed over.

The ones on the second floor are all forging realms, and their strength is not bad.

Wei Fan did not dodge or dodge, and strode into the fist.

Hundred style lotus flowers!

Rumble!

The fists collided, and the finger bones of the gold medal fighter were visibly squeezed and deformed, blood splattered, and finally snapped and broke.

Wei Fan rushed again and bombarded with one fist.

Bang!

The thug flew and smashed on the coffee table.

Swish!

A spiritual qi blade **** shot towards Wei Fan's head.

It is too difficult to become an exterminator, and for various reasons, those who can sense the aura do not have a license and have to do other jobs.

Wei Fan tilted his head.

Bang!

The aura blade slashed at the wall, and the dust peeled off.

"Stay at the door. ”

commanded Cha Cha, and Wei Fange blocked the slash.

"Oh!"

Tea and tea responded, and the blazing people stretched forward.

Wei Fan rushed to attack and drew his sword.

Hao Yan?

Swish!

A red line of fire suddenly appeared, cutting off the medical knife of the thug in front of him, and then slashing at him.

Bang!

Wei Fan kicked him away and slashed him again with a knife.

Swish!

Hao Yan Meteor Slash!

The thug raised his knife, and the huge force pressed down, causing his legs to sore, and he fell to his knees with a pop.

Wei Fan swings his legs.

Bang!

The thug was kicked, flew sideways, and bumped into a fellow man.

"It's none of my business. ”

The fat boss was full of panic and hurriedly crawled to the corner.

"Boy, who are you?"

Seeing his subordinates being cut down one by one, and the smell of blood was permeating, the young man couldn't sit still, pulled out his spirit knife, and pounced on Wei Fan.

"Debt collection, two thousand dollars. ”

Bite!

Double-knife collision.

"Ha, wait for me to burn it to you in front of the grave!"

The young man roared, twisted his waist and swung his arms, and the whole person rotated, as if turning into a whirlwind, slashing strongly.

For a while, the room was full of wind and confetti.

Wei Fan took three steps back, the famous knife retreated, and the aura was injected.

A cloud of red light lit up at the tip of the knife, then swirled and extended into a cross.

Wei Fan Spike.

Hao Yan?

Whew!Whew!

One by one, the cross star bloomed, and the young man's offensive was like a flood hitting a, and suddenly disappeared, and he covered his neck with his left hand, and retreated with a solemn face.

"Pay back, or die!"

Wei Fan was close, and the famous knife reached his neck.

"Don't think!"

The young man gritted his teeth and wanted to kill, but the veins of his right hand were injured and bleeding, and he couldn't hold the spirit knife, so he pulled out a dagger with his left hand and stabbed it into the heart.

Wei Fan's wrist flipped over.

Bite!

The young man's dagger was picked off, followed by a kick, and hit the wall, just as he wanted to get up, a medical knife with a red spirit pattern shot out, cut half of his ear, and with a thud, pierced into the wall.

"My patience is very limited, and one last time, pay back, or die!"

Wei Fan walked over.

"You're done, you offended our crow death group, not only you, but your family will be implicated, the woman will be sold to become a prostitute, and the man will be sent to the ocean-going black boat to fish until he dies of exhaustion. ”

The young man stared at Wei Fan with a hideous expression: "If you don't believe it, you can ask that fat man, am I joking." ”

"He's right, Black Duck can't be messed with!"

The fat boss nodded busily.

"Really?"

Wei Fan asked rhetorically.

Just when the young man thought that Wei Fan was jealous, he suddenly swung his knife, and then a huge pain came from his cheek, and blood flowed down his neck.

"Ahh

The fat boss kicked his legs around, wanting to stay away from Wei Fan, this time he really urinated, and the young man actually opened the young man's mouth with a knife.

Losing the connection of the muscles, his jaw drooped and bright red.

"It's a pity that you can't see my heroism in fishing. ”

Wei Fan teased, about to pierce the young man's heart.

"No!"

Looking at Wei Fan's indifferent eyes, the young man was afraid, because his mouth was destroyed and he couldn't make a sound, he shook his head, but he used too much force and threw his chin off directly.

The thugs who were lying on the ground and wailing all closed their mouths at the right time, closed their eyes and pretended to be dead, worried that they would be found by Wei Fan.

The young man pointed to the cabinet and begged for mercy.

"Two thousand yuan is a deposit, and fifty thousand yuan is a medical fee!"

Wei Fan explained.

The young man didn't count it, he directly pulled out the cabinet and pushed it to Wei Fan, which was stuffed with banknotes, but it didn't matter, anyway, the money would be back in a few days.

"Say as much as you want. ”

Wei Fan didn't come to rob: "Chacha, count the money!"

"Oh!"

While counting it, Cha Cha put the money into the puppet backpack she was carrying, which was the appearance of a golden lion cub, which was very cute.

"When the guests come, don't you give you a cup of tea?"

Wei Fan sat on the sofa, picked up a magazine casually, flipped a few pages, and had little interest in the bikini girl on it.

"Oh!"

Cha Cha patted the bulging lion backpack and signaled that it was done.

"Gone!"

Wei Fan went downstairs, and Cha Cha followed.

"Who the hell are they?"

The fat boss cautiously looked through the window and saw that on the long street, two people, one big and one small, holding umbrellas, gradually disappeared away, and finally disappeared into the rain.

The young man got up and asked his men to help him to the headquarters, he wanted to plead with the regimental commander to give that kid the most painful death! )