"Where is he? where is he, where is the bastard who has ruined my brother," said a big dart-headed man, holding a man's collar, almost in a frenzy.

The big man's face was as red as a soldering iron, and the terrifying green tendons between his neck burst out, and a crazy and hideous expression appeared on this person's face.

The big man clasped his five fingers around his neck and kept yelling at him.

The person in his hand was like a doll that had been broken, he threw it around and had no strength to resist at all, his face was like ashes, and he said with fear and trembling: "I... I don't know what to do."

"Rubbish, what do you want?" the big man grabbed him by the neck and threw him to the floor mercilessly, grabbing an iron folding chair in his hand.

The iron folding chair was made of steel plates, which was very hard, and the big man waved the folding chair and slapped it at the man on the ground.

Bang!!

With a loud bang, the iron chair slapped firmly on the man, and the person who was photographed immediately wailed and kept begging for mercy.

"Where is he, where is he?" roared the man.

"I really don't know what to say, I didn't lie to you!!"

Bang!!bang!!

Annoyed and angry, the big man took the iron chair in his hand and smashed it down again, and when the chair hit the man's head, blood splattered all over the place, and he fainted at once.

After a few more slaps, the big man's anger eased a little, his eyes were bloodshot and flattened, and he said to himself cruelly: "It's only been a few days, someone actually abolished my brother, and I, Arnold, want to break his bones and cut him into a stick." ”

After saying that, he silently picked up the blood-stained chair in his hand and walked forward.

Along the way, all the bad boys saw that his face turned white, and they didn't dare to look at him, and they didn't dare to speak with their heads down.

"Let me ask you, what class was that demon king in yesterday. Arnold grabbed a man's neck and yelled frantically.

The delinquent boy who was choked, his face turned pale, and he hurriedly said, "In ...... At... Class 8. ”

Before the words fell, there was a loud bang, Arnold frantically held the chair and began to beat him again, Arnold yelled fiercely: "You are so fucking slow, do you want to wait for me to die?"

The chair slapped frantically, and the bloody sound made people tremble when they heard it, and no one around him dared to look at him.

Finally, after the innocent man under the chair was completely unconscious, Arnold left the place.

The bad boy watched Arnold go away, and then he breathed a sigh of relief, and went up to watch the person who was photographed just now.

The blur of flesh and blood is really terrifying, and the appearance of a piece of blood and blood red can make people sick to their stomachs.

"The killing machine is crazy, it hits people when it sees them, it's terrible!!"

"This is the end of the Demon King, the killing machine is carrying an iron chair today, although the four major gangs have clearly stated that they are forbidden to use weapons, but after the younger brother of the killing machine, the bald king, is abolished, he can't control so much. ”

"Alas, I thought the era of the Demon King was coming, and the coal quality was going to be reshuffled to change the momentum, but now it seems that it still doesn't work. ”

Not far away, Anu began to shoot people indiscriminately in extreme frenzy, obviously not finding his enemy Demon King, but he was angry and didn't ask the reason, and beat people when he saw them, as if he was venting his anger.

After a circle, the iron chair was actually bent by Arnold, obviously made of thick iron plates, but it was bent a few centimeters, you can imagine how much strength Arnold used.

Arnold has a nickname, the Killing Machine, and his nickname comes from the scar on his head.

There are several bowl-sized scars on his head, like a small ditch, extremely terrifying, looking a little like Frankenstein, plus his fierce touch, extremely ruthless, called a "killing machine", which means that it is cold-blooded and terrifying like a machine, and the appearance is more like a machine.

It is simply unbelievable that such a terrible person should be provoked to madness.

As far as he knows, he has never been so angry since the killing machine entered the coal, but today I don't know who made him so angry.

》》》》》》》》 "Brother Yu, wake up, the killing machine has come to you for revenge." Jin Sanpang's face was pale, he kept shaking Feng Chenyu, and the fat on his chin was trembling, so you can imagine how scared he was.

"Whew....huh....huh" replied to Jin Sanpang with a snoring sound that was in danger.

Feng Chenyu lay on the table, dripping with hala, and slept completely intently.

Jin San was about to vomit blood, when was this time, he could still sleep so soundly and so peacefully.

Although Jin Sanpang is a famous wall grass, even if it is a wall grass, he has to do his duty, otherwise he will be beaten down again after finally climbing the high branches.

"Brother Yu, what a offense!!" Jin Sanpang clasped his hands together, and then evacuated the chair Feng Chenyu was sitting on like lightning.

In an instant, Feng Chenyu lost his pillar, and his body subconsciously leaned back.

This is a kind of nervous response, no matter how dead a person sleeps, when his own body falls backwards, he will wake up at once, which should be a role played by some kind of nervous reaction.

Feng Chenyu, who was snoring peacefully, suddenly opened his eyes suddenly, although he woke up, people who had just woken up would inevitably be a little sluggish.

Bang!!Without any accident, Feng Chenyu fell to the ground.

After slowing down for a few seconds, Feng Chenyu slowly regained consciousness, he looked at Jin Sanpang, and said angrily: "Sanfat, you actually dare to disturb the deity sleeping, you don't want to live anymore?"

Jin Sanpang said with a bitter face: "Brother Yu, if I don't call you, you will go to hell, the killing machine is now looking for you all over the school, I heard that I have already known that you are in class eight, and you are rushing to you angrily." ”