Chapter 500: It's Too Late to Bask for Mercy

"Boom!!"

"Boom!!"

"Boom!!" Three times in a row there was an earth-shattering roar, and the entire mine was blown to the ground, and many rocks on the top were smashed down.

"Ahh

"Help!! ——”

"Don't ——!!" The aborigines of the mine below, all of whom were blown up, never thought that the fat sheep that was originally waiting to be slaughtered would have such terrible means.

The rock fell, and some unlucky people didn't have time to react and were stoned to death. Screams, wails, one after another.

At this moment, the place was full of chaos, and all the people looked terrified and began to flee in all directions.

"Where to escape?!" The hunchbacked man snorted coldly and continued to throw the explosives pack. Every time the explosive bag falls, it will ruthlessly harvest the lives of the aborigines of several mines.

In less than a few minutes, the aborigines of the entire mine cave were killed and injured by more than 40 people, and less than 20 people remained, and they quickly hid, not daring to show their heads again, for fear of being killed by explosives.

In addition to their heavy casualties, there were also some unconscious survivors who were not poisoned, as well as their ghosts, who were also blown to pieces by the explosives pack.

"Why did you blow up even survivors??" Seeing this scene, the handsome young man's face couldn't help but change, and he subconsciously took a few steps back, distancing himself from the hunchbacked man.

"Even if I don't bomb them, they won't live long, and I do this to let them get rid of it sooner!" The hunchbacked man, unimpressed, sneered.

It was as if in his eyes, the lives of the survivors were as cheap as the lives of the natives of the mines, and they had no value at all.

Hearing this, whether it was a handsome young man, a middle-aged man who was a scholar, or a fat woman, the faces of the three of them couldn't help but change.

This hunchbacked man is probably not a good thing, and he must not be implicated too much.

Maybe he will stab him in the back at a critical moment. Although they think that they are not good people, after all, they still have not reached the point where they are careless about human life, and they all have their own bottom lines.

And this hunchbacked man is completely different, he is like a complete madman, with no bottom line at all.

Seeing that the aborigines of the mine cave at the scene suffered heavy casualties, and the only remaining people fled in the wilderness, the hunchbacked man gave up and did not continue to throw explosive bags, the number of explosive bags in his hand was not much, and after such a squandering use, he only had the last two left.

He didn't take these two out, but kept them as hole cards in case he needed them. If it is all consumed, once it encounters any more danger, it will really be helpless and let others slaughter it.

At this point, the other side. Zhang Fan desperately protected Mariduo behind him, while he held the coffin nail in his hand and looked at Song Tiezhu in front of him with a serious expression.

Although he had already heard the constant roar of explosions around him, Zhang Fan didn't pay too much attention to it.

Because at the moment in front of him, the biggest crisis is this Song Tiezhu. This Song Tiezhu has lightened Mariduo, no matter what he does today, he can't let him continue to live.

Moreover, this grandson hates himself more than the other natives of the mine, and if he is let go, his next situation will become even worse.

Cutting grass must be eradicated to the roots, so as to never suffer from future troubles. Zhang Fan thought so, and Song Tiezhu also thought the same.

He was supposed to have a good thing to do, but he was interrupted by Zhang Fan, a bastard, how could he not be angry and angry?

In addition, his miserable appearance is all due to Zhang Fan, and he must be cut with a thousand knives today in order to relieve the hatred in his heart.

Living in this dark underground mine, these people have long since lost their humanity and become greedy and selfish.

Although he noticed that the natives of the surrounding mines had been killed by explosives, he didn't care.

After all, the explosion didn't affect him, even if all the people around him died, so what did it matter.

The only thing he has to do now, the most important thing, is to cut Zhang Fan, a bastard, with thousands of knives and pieces.

"Don't be afraid, with me, no one can hurt you anymore!" Zhang Fan didn't turn his head, but looked ahead, pretended to be relaxed, and comforted Mariduo softly.

After hearing this, Marido's body couldn't help but tremble, and she was silent for a while before nodding her forehead gently.

"Little brute, today is your death, I'm going to cut off your head and use it as a urinal!!" Song Tiezhu saw Zhang Fan talking to Mariduo intimately, he was so angry that he could no longer suppress the fury in his heart, he suddenly let out a low cry, and then raised the huge boning knife in his hand, rushed towards Zhang Fan, and slashed at his head.

The knife carried unimaginable power, and the air was whirring like a raging wind.

Seeing this, Zhang Fan violently pushed away Mariduo, keeping her away from him, and then he took advantage of the situation to raise the coffin nail in his hand and hurriedly blocked.

"Bell!!" A metal trill sounded, and in an instant, Zhang Fan only felt an irresistible huge force transmitted from the boning knife in Song Tiezhu's hand, and before he could think too much, he was shocked back by the huge force, and even the palms of his hands holding the coffin nails were shocked out of blood.

"This ...... How can it be?! Seeing this, Zhang Fan looked shocked, he didn't expect that he was just fighting Song Tiezhu head-on, and he was repelled so easily, but on the other hand, Song Tiezhu didn't have anything at all, he didn't suffer any injuries, and his breathing looked smooth and abnormal, and he didn't make waves.

It stands to reason that this shouldn't be the case, even if the physical strength drops to 1 point, you should have the strength to fight.

"Waste is waste, work hard with Dare Laozi? Are you qualified? Song Tiezhu saw that Zhang Fan was shocked back by himself, and he couldn't help but smile on his face, and he was very proud.

Zhang Fan took a deep breath, clenched his fists hard, and slowly stood up, wanting to rush forward again to confront Song Tiezhu.

At that moment just now, it was definitely because he was not in a good state, and this time, he must beat this grandson to his knees and beg for mercy.

However, as soon as he stood up, an indescribable pain that penetrated deep into the bone marrow suddenly erupted at the wound on his right leg.

"Hiss-" Without taking precautions, Zhang Fan grinned in pain, and his face was slightly distorted. He didn't expect that the pain in his right leg would explode at this juncture.

Zhang Fan kicked his right foot hard, trying to forcibly adapt to the pain. But it was fine that he didn't move, but after only moving slightly, the pain seemed to be magnified several times, and it almost knocked him to the ground in pain.

"What's going on? Why does it hurt so much?! Douda's cold sweat dripped down Zhang Fan's forehead, and he finally couldn't bear the pain anymore and fell down directly.

"Little brute, what's wrong? Do you want to kneel and beg for mercy? Pity...... Now beg for mercy...... It's late!! When Song Tiezhu saw Zhang Fan kneeling, he instantly sneered, and with mockery in his words, he unscrupulously belittled Zhang Fan.