Meng Fanli ignored the two men, turned around suddenly, swung his legs back, bang bang, two muffled sounds, and then the two men fell to the ground motionless.

Zhuo Qiang grabbed Meng Fan at this time and asked: "Fanzi, are you kidding me? Killing and hacking are two different things, do you know?!"

Meng Fan nodded and said, "I understand, Brother Qiang, you don't have to try to persuade me, it's okay."

Zhuo Qiang, Hao Yu and others looked at me, and I looked at you, especially Hao Yu, whose Adam's apple kept rolling, with a look of horror on his face.

Zhang Xuyang is still an exception. He looks plain and indifferent. Zhuo Qiang is just average. He is neither happy nor sad. It is impossible to see what he is thinking. Only Feng Tian has a burning look in his eyes, as if he is looking forward to it.

Meng Fan handed the two guns on his body and the gun in his hand to Zhuo Qiang and said, "Take it, Brother Qiang, it will be useful in the future?!"

Zhuo Qiang looked at the three guns in front of him and was shocked. The scale of the game was getting bigger and bigger. In the past, it didn't matter if he used knives or sticks, slashed, slashed or killed. But now he kills people and uses guns. This is completely different.

nature.

Meng Fan ignored everyone's surprise, took the machete from Hao Yu and said, "Who else dares to do it?"

Zhuo Qiang, the four of you, look at me, and I look at you. Finally, Feng Tianyi gritted his teeth and said, "Brother Fan, I'll come."

As soon as these words came out, the remaining three people, Zhuo Qiang, Hao Yu and Zhang Xuyang, looked at Feng Tian in surprise.

Feng Tian turned a blind eye, strode forward two steps, clenched the machete in his hand and asked: "Brother Fan, what should I do?!"

Meng Fan looked at Feng Tian with some appreciation, looked at him for a moment and said, "Aren't you afraid?!"

Feng Tian had a determined look in his eyes, shook his head and said, "Now that you have taken this road, the more things you are afraid of, the more dangerous it will be for you."

Meng Fan's pupils were startled, and he turned to look at Zhuo Qiang and the others. The three of them lowered their heads subconsciously and did not speak.

Meng Fan shook his head with some disappointment, then patted Feng Tian on the shoulder and said: "Those two men, one of them is yours, you can decide what to do, whether you wake him up and kill him, or deal with it now, you have to decide

, don’t let him run away.”

Feng Tian nodded, and then pulled one of the men to walk far away.

Meng Fan lowered his head and walked to Zhuo Qiang and said, "Brothers, I don't care what you think? But this is the only time. When we fight with Wang Hanhuo in the future, more lives will be involved. If you don't want to mess with me, I won't force you.

But if you want to be a gangster, you must show Feng Tian's courage. The underworld requires not only a sharp mind, but also a cruel heart."

After saying that, Meng Fan tightened his grip on the machete in his hand, turned around, walked to Dahu, and without waking Dahu, turned over Dahu's body, without saying a word, held the handle of the knife in both hands, and moved toward

Dahu's neck was chopped off.

"puff……"

A stream of blood spurted out, splashing all over Meng Fan's body. Then, Dahu relaxed his whole body, and all his limbs fell to the ground. Blood was gurgling in his neck, and he could no longer breathe.

Meng Fan wiped the blood that splashed into his eyes, then turned around and walked to the other unconscious man, preparing to slash with his knife.

At this time, Zhuo Qiang suddenly shouted: "Wait..."

Meng Fan was stunned for a moment, and when he saw Zhuo Qiang coming over, he tightened his mouth and said, "Fanzi, give it to me, I'll do it..."

Meng Fan smiled happily and said: "Brother Qiang, don't force it. I'm the one who took the responsibility for all the brothers. I'll shoulder this matter. Just be careful when fighting in the future. Okay, please give in and don't do it."

There was blood all over him."

Zhuo Qiang lowered his head, hesitated for a moment, and then stepped back.

Meng Fan smiled indifferently, bent down as if playing golf, and quickly drew the knife in his hand.

"Puch..."

Another spurt of blood spurted out. Meng Fan straightened up and looked towards Feng Tian, ​​suddenly startled.

At this time, Feng Tian actually took off all the clothes on the man, then took off his pants and urinated on the man's head.

"Uluru..."

Suddenly, the man shook his head and woke up. His face was filled with the smell of urine. When he opened his eyes, he saw the black guy in Feng Tian's crotch, sprinkling water on his face. He suddenly became angry.

Already.

"I fucked you, what are you doing?" The man stood up suddenly, and then he realized that he was naked.

Feng Tian smiled strangely, lifted up his pants, tightened his belt and said, "Brother, now that you're awake, I'll give you a chance to resist. Look at your two friends, they both died in their sleep. I

I soften my heart and give you room to struggle."

Hearing this, the man turned his head sharply and saw Dahu and his companions not far away lying in a pool of blood, motionless. The man was frightened, startled suddenly, and roared: "I'm so fucking stupid.

You are not human."

"Okay, stop shouting. Give me a try if you have the strength. If you win, you can leave wearing my clothes. If you lose, it doesn't matter. You can go and reunite with your friends." After saying that, Feng Tian hugged me.

The knife struck the man.

The man hurriedly dodged, but he had no shoes on his feet, and his feet hurt as he walked. But it was important to dodge, so he ran towards the window downstairs with all his strength.

Meng Fan, who had been watching not far away, could not help but frown. He was about to speak, but he saw that Feng Tian was still on the spot. He raised the machete in his hand and pointed straight at the man's back.

Voted in.

"Puchchi——"

"ah……"

The man's body suddenly stood still. The tip of the knife was exposed on his chest, and blood gradually flowed down the tip of the knife.

The man fell to the ground without even turning around, with blood pouring from his mouth and his eyes wide open, giving him a feeling of death.

After a long time, Meng Fan and others realized that Feng Tian had made so many preludes just for the knife he just threw. Thinking of this, everyone couldn't help but be shocked, especially Meng Fan, who had a bad impression of Feng Tian.

A clear feeling.

After finishing all this, everyone went downstairs one after another. Zhuo Qiang could not bear to look back at each step, looking at the blood-red liquid and the three corpses lying in a mess.

Meng Fan understood Zhuo Qiang's inner thoughts and didn't say anything. He just patted him on the shoulder and went downstairs.

At this time, night had gradually fallen outside, and the entire riverside was restored to a scene of flashing red lights.

After Meng Fan got in the car, he said to Zhuo Qiang and others: "Brothers, please go back by yourself. I won't go back now. I don't dare to go back because of the injuries on my face."

Zhuo Qiang and others felt a little depressed. They did not say hello enthusiastically, and then got in the car. Feng Tian also got in the car. However, except for Meng Fan, everyone did not have a very good impression of him, but everyone

It was clear that Feng Tian was right, but his fault was his soft-heartedness, so it was hard for everyone to say anything. When Feng Tian asked a question, they replied feebly. Feng Tian did not speak, and the three people sitting in the car also remained silent.

Meng Fan got into the car and looked at the vehicle that Zhuo Qiang and others were driving away from. He drove the vehicle slowly behind him and took a breath. There were thousands of thoughts in his mind. The performance of Zhuo Qiang and others made him understand and understand at the same time.

, and also a little disappointed. Feng Tian was originally a street gangster, and Zhuo Qiang and others had much more experience than Feng Tian, ​​but their performance was far inferior to Feng Tian. Meng Fan was inevitably a little angry.

On the side of the road, Meng Fan drove his car, stopping and going. In a moment, he saw police cars passing by him. He knew that someone had called the police, but suddenly he began to wonder, who would

Where are we going? After thinking about it for a while, I couldn't think of anything, so I just shook my head and ignored it.

When he arrived in the city, it was already past ten o'clock. Meng Fan stopped on the road for more than two hours. He checked his mobile phone and found that there were n missed calls. He shook his head with a wry smile and called back.

"Hey, Meng Fan, where are you? My uncle and uncle are very worried about you. You haven't been home for several days. When will you be back?!"

On the phone, Fang Min's anxious voice came, and Meng Fan felt heartbroken. He had such an injury on his face. How could he go back? Plus the murder incident, he would definitely be reported by the media. Thinking of this, he forced a smile and said: "It's okay. I'll be fine."

I’ll go back in two days, is my dad okay?!”

"It's okay, I just passed out. Nothing happened, but when will you come back?!" Fang Min asked worriedly.

Meng Fan was silent on the phone for a while and said: "I have some things to deal with in the past two days. Okay, hang up now. I will go back in two days."

"etc……"

Just as Meng Fan was about to hang up the phone, he heard the voice on the other side and put down the phone with a cruel heart.

I drove to Qin Yanfen's store. At this time, there was no business in the store. Qin Yanfen was busy cleaning up the things in the store alone.

Meng Fan looked around and saw no one else, so he stopped the car, opened the door, and walked towards the store.

Qin Yanfen happened to walk into the back hall with her back to Meng Fan and didn't notice the parking lot in front of the store.

Meng Fan lowered his head, his face was red and bloody, and he did not dare to raise his head.

After arriving at the store, he walked straight to the back hall. Qin Yanfen was washing dishes by the sink. Meng Fan leaned against the kitchen door in the back hall and looked at Qin Yanfen without saying a word.

Qin Yanfen was washing her hands with her head down, and didn't notice it. She smiled from time to time, with a happy look on her face. But as time went on, Qin Yan felt some pain in her back, so she stood up slowly, lightly beat her waist, and rubbed her forehead.

I looked back at my hair in front of my head inadvertently.

"ah……"

"Pa la..."

Qin Yanfen screamed in fright, then dropped the bowl in her hand to the ground, and looked at Meng Fan behind her in horror.

Meng Fan was really scary at this time, his face was covered in blood and flesh, and he looked like a ghost, especially this night, who could not be scared after seeing it.

Then, Qin Yanfen realized what she was doing, quickly dropped the bowl in her hand, strode up to Meng Fan, and asked with a worried look on her face: "How did you do it? Ah?! How did you get that on your face? Was there a car accident?"

Huh? Talk, you want to scare me to death?!"

Meng Fan hesitated and said, "Sister, I killed someone?!"

"What?!"

Qin Yanfen was startled and subconsciously let go of Meng Fan's hand.

"I killed someone, I killed the big tiger?" Meng Fan continued.

Qin Yanfen stood there numbly, her face full of fear and panic.

Meng Fan looked at Qin Yanfen without saying a word, still in the same posture as before, staring at her closely.

After a long time, Qin Yanfen breathed a long sigh of relief and said desperately: "What's going on?!"

Meng Fan bit his lower lip, feeling a little happy in his heart, because Qin Yanfen's answer did not mean to let Meng Fan run away, nor did she mean to ask Meng Fan to leave her, for fear of harming herself, but asked her the whole story of the matter with concern.

Meng Fan shrugged and said, "Did you see that I was connected? He did it?!"
Chapter completed!