Chapter Seventy-Four: The Troubled Force of Nature

"What a friendship! This gang of people. Tang Qian smashed his mouth and couldn't help but say.

"Receive." Lin Fan just calmly glanced at the place where the two of them disappeared out of thin air.

Said coldly at the whirlpool.

The white vortex disappeared in an instant, but the thunderbolt ignited a circle on the ground like a cylinder.

The dried leather coat and leather pants were burned by lightning, and the skin around the body was burned to varying degrees.

Even blistering and bleeding pus, people are already angry.

The skin around the god of killing turned red, and his face was extensively burned

Even if he knelt on the ground with all his might, he still refused to let go of the unsightly person in his arms.

The hands of the arms were corroded by lightning, and the white bones were clearly visible under the hideous turned flesh.

"You have a long love, you are dying and still holding on to the slut."

Lin Fan looked at the killing god coldly, although he was unforgiving, he did not take the next step.

"Are you going to kill?" Chongyu tilted his head and looked at Lin Fan extremely seriously.

Lin Fan shook his head a little amusedly, looked at the Killing God and suddenly said, "Where are they?" ”

"They're dead." The Killing God showed a hideous smile and looked at Lin Fan happily and laughed wantonly.

Lin Fan walked directly and quickly, grabbed the neck of the killing god with one hand, and said with a smile: "Don't say yes, then I will kill your good friend in front of your eyes." ”

Saying that, a silver needle stained with poison in Lin Fan's hand pierced straight into the neck of the milk.

The person who was in so much pain that she immediately began to convulse all over her body, but she didn't have a piece of good meat on her body.

When I moved, it hurt even more, and I kept moaning and screaming weakly.

"Ahhh Killing the gods... Help me..."

The killing god's eyes were red, and a tear fell on the neck of the milky stem.

Tears were salty and crying, and she was in even more pain, on the verge of collapse.

"Kill me... Kill me..."

"Cao Pujia's jewelry store on the outskirts of Area A." The killing god changed his previous arrogance and said sincerely.

"It's the antidote." Lin Fan snorted coldly and threw down a bag of medicinal powder, turned around and left with Tang Qian.

"Why don't you kill him?" Chongyu was a little puzzled.

"Even if he is affectionate and righteous, besides, they have been struck by thunder and lightning, and they will be disfigured and will no longer be able to use secret arts." Lin Fan glanced at Chongyu and spoke truthfully.

"Chongyu, why are you so murderous now?" Tang Qian looked at Chongyu and didn't have a good aura.

"I've been fighting mercenaries for a long time, and I have a bit of an outlaw."

Chongyu touched the back of his head and laughed innocently.

"Medical skills are used to save people, and secret techniques can kill people, but they are not gifted now."

Lin Fan didn't know what was wrong with him, he used to feed people directly to fish.

Now that he's so kind, he's almost a little unaware of himself.

"Maybe it's the gossip technique that has made you a good person." Tang Qian Yin and Yang Dao.

"Don't scream, your Xiaoxiao is not out of safety yet!" Lin Fan directly poured a basin of sulfuric acid on him.

"Then you two still have so many words, let's go."

Tang Qian's face immediately changed, got into the car, and stepped on the accelerator.

Racing wildly, the three of them arrived at a jewelry store on the outskirts of the city in less than twenty minutes.

The doors of the jewelry stores are completely glass, and many of the shops on the street are empty.

The whole street was eerily silent.

Cao Pujia, Cao Zhou, and Xiaoxiao were tied to the counter, with a time bomb tied in front of them.

Lin Fan anxiously pushed open the door and squatted beside Cao Pujia.

"Don't be afraid, I'm here."

"You're leaving."

Cao Pujia burst into tears, she thought she would never see Lin Fan again.

"Brother-in-law, there are still two minutes, you guys go quickly."

Cao Zhou was so anxious that his forehead was sweating, and his face was also pale.

In the face of life and death, few people can do this.

"Tang Qian, let's go." Xiaoxiao said to Tang Qian with a cold face.

"What nonsense." Tang Qian blushed and had a thick neck in front of Xiaoxiao for the first time.

Xiaoxiao closed her eyes in despair and didn't look at him.

It seems that he wants to drive him away with this ruthless face.

"Have you forgotten my secret technique?" Lin Fan remained calm and looked at Cao Pujia calmly.

"I believe in you." Cao Pujia nodded heavily, looking directly at Lin Fan, this time she put her life on Lin Fan's body.

"Hmm." A smile appeared on the corner of Lin Fan's mouth, nervous.

He held a false grip in his hand, and his eyes were more condensed than ever.

For a while, the gossip map in his mind flashed with a strange light.

"Definitely."

It must be that the fast-beating number on the bomb is frozen at 24 seconds.

"Don't move yet."

Lin Fan swallowed his saliva, there was joy in his starry eyes, but he didn't dare to slack off.

He pulled three strands of hair off, and his hands were clenched again.

"Go." The mouth was sonorous.

Three strands of hair are like steel wires, inserted into the gaps of a time bomb.

In less than three minutes, three bombs were defused.

Lin Fan didn't have time to be happy, and said to Chongyu.

"Let's go." As he spoke, he picked up Cao Pujia and walked out.

Tang Qian also immediately picked up Xiaoxiao and followed Lin Fan, not daring to slow down.

Compared with the infinite tenderness of the two, Chongyu was much simpler and rude, and ran out of Cao Zhou like a sack on his shoulder.

As soon as the crowd ran out of the jewelry store, they heard a bang.

The light of the fire enveloped countless collapsed stones.

"Earthquake is wind."

Lin Fan's index finger swept over, and countless flying stones were resisted by a transparent wall of wind.

The dust didn't get in either.

"You kid really have two brushes."

Liang Xiao, who fled forward, appeared in the waste, smiling like a hellish ghost.

Lin Fan showed a weird smile, stared at him for a moment, and lifted his lips.

"You still dare to come to die?"

"Where, I'm here to send you to death." Liang Xiao spoke softly, softly, but with an extremely murderous aura.

"Do you have what it takes?" Lin Fan sneered.

"Force of Nature." Liang Xiao is no longer quick to speak.

Draw circles with your hands on your chest, and the willows on the side of the road move.

Countless leaves converge to form a giant axe in the air.

"How? Scared? Liang Xiao folded his hands on his chest and looked at Lin Fan coldly.

"You really haven't experienced the beating of society?"

Lin Fan pursed his lips disdainfully, and everything turned into nothingness in front of the thunder and lightning.

These dead branches and rotten leaves, Lin Fan felt ridiculous when he looked at them.

"Xun is thunder." Three bolts of lightning slashed straight down, shattering the leaf axe that was coming at Lin Fan.

"Don't be ashamed of this bad measurement."

Lin Fan couldn't help but roll his eyes.

"It's you, little bastard." Liang Xiao was unmoved, and his voice was as cold as ice.

After the scattered leaves were crushed by lightning, it was only a minute of time, and they were actually reshaped.

Attacked Lin Fan again.

"Do you think the milk stem is the team leader because she is amazing?" Liang Xiao laughed disdainfully, and then seemed to mock.

"It's because she's sassy enough."

"Did you brush your teeth on the toilet in the morning?"

After Lin Fan replied, he said: "Xun Lei, Thunder Tribulation." ”

In response to Lin Fan, there was a thunder that was even more deafening than in front of the lighthouse.

It was mixed with the dragon's roar, and if you looked closely, there was a phantom of the dragon turning over in the sky.

Countless bolts of lightning struck like rain, smashing the leaf axe to pieces.

No matter how many times the leaves come back, they are still beaten into dust.

"Aren't you tired?" Liang Xiao laughed out loud.

"It's okay." Lin Fan pursed his lips, the more he looked at this little white face, the more he hated it.