In the dormitory, the killing intent was boiling. Pen ~ fun ~ pavilion www.biquge.info

With such a loud kicking sound, Wei Fan woke up early, but before he could get up, he saw a group of fierce thugs rushing in.

"Die!"

The triangular eyes roared angrily, swinging their knives and slashing Wei Fan angrily.

Swish!

A silver blade dazzled.

Cha Cha knelt on the chair and lay on the windowsill to draw, and the man behind him rushed over and slashed at her head with a knife, and did not show mercy because she was just a little girl.

Wei Fan was furious, he had already guessed that it was revenge, and he was going to show mercy, but when he saw this scene, his reason was directly overwhelmed by anger.

"Look for death!"

Wei Fan grabbed the frost flower placed beside him, rolled out of bed, dodged the triangular eye's slash, and grabbed the table at the head of the bed at the same time, and slammed it out.

Bang!

Sawdust flies, and the man who attacked Cha Cha is opened.

The triangular eye turns around and slashes again!

Wei Fan draws his sword!

Swish!

With a flash of silver light, the Frostflower Short Blade slashed at the blade of the Triangle Eye, and the tremendous force made his arm rise, and the attack was suspended, but the other thugs also shouted and rushed over.

"Chatter, protect Cha Cha!"

Wei Fan roared, knowing that if he dragged it down, he would be hacked to death by others, so he stepped forward to attack.

Hundred Lotus Flowers?

Swish!

Wei Fan dodged the slash of the three knives and crashed headlong into the arms of the triangular eye, and the frost flower stabbed.

Burst!

The short blade pierced into the chest of the triangular eye, and the blood immediately spurted out, spilling Wei Fan's body.

"You ......"

Triangle Eye was unwilling and reached out to grab Wei Fan's eyes.

"Die!"

Wei Fan's wrist holding the knife twisted, twisting the heart of the triangular eye, and another knee hit his lower abdomen.

Bang!

The triangular eye fell, the mob avoided it, and the siege inevitably showed a gap.

A whirlwind of fire!

Wei Fan twisted his waist and swung his arms, spinning, like a razor, and slammed into the door, and the powerful oppressive force made the thugs hurriedly take shelter.

"It's none of my business!"

Li Qing hurriedly shrank to the corner of the bed, he was about to be scared to death, this is murder!

"Knives!"

Cha Cha didn't hide, but picked up the blazing enthusiast and threw it over.

Wei Fan landed, caught it, and slashed out a piece of knife light with a wave of his hand.

Bold Meteor Slash!

Swish!

A red line of fire slashed down.

Shhh

One of the thugs did not retreat, and the knife slashed through his left shoulder, sliced open his chest, and then slashed through his right leg.

Rumble!

The blazing man slammed to the ground, orange-red flames rolling, cracked floors, and rubble splattered.

Crash!

The mob whose bodies were dismembered, the internal organs flowed out of their bodies, mixed with blood, and sprinkled all over the ground, with a pungent stench.

Wei Fan's offensive does not stop!

Flame Crossfire!

Rumble!

Two flames suddenly appeared, forming a cross, which shot forward and hit a thug, directly detonating and setting him on fire completely.

"Ahh

The mob burned in the shape of a torch screamed, and the sound shook the entire apartment.

"What's wrong?"

"Someone fighting?"

"It's the Black Crows who are seeking revenge!"

In the apartment, a noisy shout sounded, and one by one the candidates came out, inquiring about the news, and the eighth floor was miserable.

Bang!

The two thugs fell out and slammed into the wall opposite the door, covered in blood and unconscious.

Swish!

With a knife at both ends, the corpse lay sideways.

Wei Fan killed.

The entire corridor was already crowded with thugs from the Crow Death Regiment, and those in the back looked lazy, thinking that it was necessary to kill a student, so they were quite slack, but who knew that in less than a few minutes, the situation would take a turn for the worse.

"They must be disrupted!"

Wei Fan took a deep breath, his right hand was blazing, and his left hand was a short blade, and he rushed forward strongly, launching a quick attack.

Ding! Ding!

The blades slammed, and a cacophony of metallic sound erupted.

"Ahh

"Ahh

"Ahh

The thugs screamed one after another, hurriedly retreating, and followed the triangular eyes, although they were used to killing, but it was the first time they had encountered Wei Fan who was so desperate and powerful.

In order to defeat the momentum of the black crow, Wei Fan would rather resist with a knife than charge with some non-lethal attacks.

Whew!Whew!

Blades fluttered, blood splattered, limbs were thrown around, and a mortally wounded corpse fell in the hallway, letting out a miserable wail.

In the face of a storm of death, everyone would be afraid, so the thugs retreated.

"What's going on?"

"Hold on!"

"Don't retreat, hack him to death!"

The thugs in the back shouted, not wanting to retreat, and blocked the corridor to death, as a result, the people in front of them were huddled into a heap, and the range of flashing and moving was smaller.

Faced with this kind of sardine-like thugs huddled together, Wei Fan hated that these guys didn't even let go of the little girl, so for the first time in his life, he went on a killing spree.

With each knife, a severed limb was thrown away, and a life died.

"This guy is crazy!"

The thugs in front of him yelled anxiously, regretting that they had rushed too fast just now, and they couldn't retreat even if they wanted to.

"What are you afraid of?

A powerful bald head squeezed out, roared, and rushed at Wei Fan with a knife: "Boy, suffer death!"

Wind Slash!

Swish!

After a translucent wind blade grazed Wei Fan's shoulder, it shot through the corridor, and the bald head was very satisfied, this blow can be said to be perfect.

It's just that the smile of secret joy has not yet overflowed the corners of his mouth, and Wei Fan has already approached.

The bald head retreated in shock, and then a red line of fire exploded in his vision, and then there was a sharp pain in his chest, and his whole body lost his strength and fell to the ground.

Bang!

The bald head coughed up blood, watching Wei Fan's feet pass in front of him, and he couldn't get up again.

Wei Fan rushed out ten meters, leaving behind a corpse in his wake, intertwined layer upon layer.

"Retreat!"

"Hurry up and inform the deputy commander, this guy is a madman!"

"Hurry up Nima to get out of the way, you can't beat it at all!"

The thugs were like the sea at low tide, crowded together, and were forced by Wei Fan to retreat from the corridor, down the stairs, and from the apartment.

On the eighth floor, there was a gap in the doors of the dormitories, and the candidates were huddled together, peeping with shocked faces.

"Wei Fan is crazy?"

A moment later, someone walked out and saw the entire corridor, nearly seventy meters away, lying on the ground of the thugs, on the floor, a layer of red blood, flooding to the instep.

Some candidates chased after them, watched from above, and just saw Wei Fan on the stairs, killing all the way, forcing the thugs to retreat one after another, and some guys were timid, and even jumped down the stairs directly to avoid Wei Fan's pursuit.

People turned on their backs, screaming like a tide.

"Ah, die!"

A thug roared, brandishing a machete and slashing at Wei Fan's neck.

Bite!

Wei Fan swung his knife, blocked the machete, and rushed forward, passing by as the frost flower in his left hand wiped his throat.

Multiply!

Blood spurted and smeared a large patch of crimson on the walls, and the thug's neck was cut in half, his head drooping over his shoulders, and he died.

Burst!

Another thug was nailed to the wall and sat down as Wei Fan drew his knife.

Kill alone, unmatched.

Cha Cha simply packed her important luggage, picked up her travel bag, picked up Sen Qianluo, and rushed out at a trot.

Smack!

The red shoes were covered with blood, splashing blood flowers.

Little Lori prepares to run away with Wei Fan.

The deputy head of the regiment, King Gang, was standing on the side of the road, smoking a cigarette boringly, looking at the women passing by, such a trivial matter as cutting people, he didn't need to do it himself.

"It should be soon!"

As soon as a captain wearing earrings finished speaking, he saw his subordinates retreat from the apartment, looking like a lost dog being chased by a beast.

"Looks like a good idea!"

King Kong spat out a mouthful of thick phlegm.

"Deputy Commander, that kid is so powerful, we have at least twenty brothers dead!"

A mob cried.

"What?"

The captains were surprised, but what made them even more stunned was that a handsome teenager walked out of the apartment and stood on the steps with a calm face, looking down on the long street.

Behind him, followed by a little Lori holding a potted plant.

The atmosphere on the street was a little suffocating.

"Crows?"

Wei Fan asked.

No one returned, and the thugs in the audience all looked at this blood-stained teenager and had a trace of jealousy.

In the crowd, a thug took up a crossbow under the cover of his companions.

Wei Fan waved his hand.

Shout!

The blazing man threw it, and after penetrating the unlucky guy in front of him, he crucified the guy who wanted to sneak up on him.

Poof!

Two bodies fell to their knees.

Wei Fan walked down the steps.

The thugs stared at Wei Fan, like wolves encountering fierce beasts, and temporarily retreated.

"Kill him!"

King Kong roared angrily, kicked the ground with both feet, and with a bang, rushed towards Wei Fan, and the powerful impact force shattered the floor under his feet.

"Kill!"

The thugs roared and swarmed up.

Spring outing!

Wei Fan seems to be walking in the warm spring season when the willow wind blows coldly, his posture is light, elegant, and leisurely, and in the group of thugs, he repeatedly passes by, understatement, and does not touch a trace of fireworks.

Although dozens of people surrounded Wei Fan, none of them could touch the corners of his clothes.

Swish!

Wei Fan stood beside the two dead thugs, stepped on his shoulder, and pulled out the famous knife.

Multiply!

The blade is bright red, and in the sunlight, it reflects a blurry light.

The thugs were stunned for a moment, and were about to go up again, when the guys who had staggered with Wei Fan just now suddenly burst out with blood lines and screamed miserably.

"Ha, with a bit of strength, no wonder you dare to provoke the Black Crow Death Group. ”

King Kong sneered.

"Don't get out of the way, get out of the way. Wei Fan stared at King Kong: "Or are you going to fight in a group?"

"Kill you, I'm enough!"

Before King Kong could speak, he had already appeared in front of Wei Fan, and his right hand with steel armor gloves was punched out.

Rumble!

The sound waves are scattered.

Wei Fan stepped back and moved to the right side of King Kong, and was about to slash when a fist hit him.

"So fast!"

This thought had just broken into his mind, and Wei Fan had already been punched.

Bang!

Wei Fan was beaten back, his feet on the ground, and he wiped out traces more than ten meters long.

"Ouye, Deputy Head Wan Sheng!"

The mob cheered wildly.

"Boy, I'll crush your bones one by one!"

King Kong smiled and collided with his fists, like a tiger descending the mountain, killing Wei Fan. (To be continued.) )