Wang Han picked up a chair and threw it towards him.
The chair was howling with the strong wind.
Pang Yunlang's hand holding the phone couldn't help but tremble for a moment.
Old Zhuang flashed over and punched the chair open.
After Wang Han came over, he didn't say much nonsense at all. He came up and hit his knee in front of Mr. Zhuang.
Old Zhuang pressed Wang Han's knees with his hands, rubbed the ground with his feet and slid backwards. The soles of the cloth shoes rubbed two black scratches on the ground.
Wang Han smashed Zhuang Lao's Tianling Cover with one elbow.
Anyone who practices Sanda or Muay Thai, as long as he has some skills in Taoism, he can knock him to death by himself.
Not to mention Wang Han, a middle-level strongman in the Grand Master.
Mr. Zhuang felt Wang Han's fierce murderous intent.
Three-inch Qi body appeared outside the body.
A muffled sound came out.
It was like a punch hitting the watermelon.
Although Mr. Zhuang used his Qi body to block two-thirds of the attack, his mind was still so crazy that Wang Han was so crazy.
The whole person staggered back.
Wang Han didn't let the other party go at all, and pinched Mr. Zhuang's neck with one hand, and the dragon-wrapped technique ran wildly.
Mr. Zhuang's neck was twisted and deformed, and his face turned red, feeling that it would explode anytime and anywhere.
A roar came out of his throat!
Old Zhuang's arms squirmed and slammed into Wang Han's chest, using attack as the defense.
Wang Han took a step back, but he didn't expect that Mr. Zhuang was still a person who practiced both inside and outside.
The internal skills have reached the peak of the Grandmaster, and the external skills have reached the middle stage of the Grandmaster.
Wang Hanqi Pill emerged and hit Zhuang Lao's chest.
Mr. Zhuang wanted to use his arm to block it, but Wang Han directly pierced his flesh and buckled his fingers between his ribs.
Five fingers condense!
The dragon entanglement technique operates!
Mr. Zhuang’s skin is distorted!
"Wang Han!" Pang Yunlang suddenly roared.
Bang bang bang bang!
Gunshots followed one after another.
Smoke was coming out of the muzzle.
Pang Yunlang's muzzle was facing the sky. Seeing Wang Han turn his head, Pang Yunlang's muzzle was facing Han Dachun lying on the ground.
"Let me go!" Pang Yunlang's face looked sinister, and his two beards were squirming.
"Brother Han, don't worry about me!" Han Dachun roared.
Bang!
Pang Yunlang shot Han Dachun in the thigh.
The blue veins on Han Dachun's forehead swelled up, and the sweat was covered with a layer of skin. In order not to distract Wang Han, Han Dachun endured the pain without saying a word.
"Are you going to play hard with me?" Wang Han twisted his hand!
Mr. Zhuang's ribs broke out!
Bloody!
"You hurt my brother a little more! I'll be him now!" Wang Han pinched Mr. Zhuang's neck with bloody fingers.
Pang Yunlang's five fingers opened and closed.
It was clearly him who threatened Wang Han, but for no reason he became Wang Han and began to dominate the overall situation and threatened him.
Pang Yunlang pointed at Han Dachun's head with a gun, "Wang Han! This is your brother! Didn't your ninth prince say that you value love and friendship? Let me see today how much love and friendship you have!"
Wang Han tried hard in his hand, and Mr. Zhuang spit out his tongue, and his eyes suddenly became congested, feeling that he would die anytime and anywhere.
Pang Yunlang glanced at Mr. Zhuang, "Wang Han, he is just a servant of mine, he will die if he dies, it is not worth mentioning! But this person is your brother! The concept is different! Use your brother's life to exchange for me
The life of the servant!”
"Since you are your servant! You can't compare to my brother!"
A click!
Wang Han cut off Mr. Zhuang's neck and let go of his hand. Mr. Zhuang's body fell to the ground with weak power.
The moment Mr. Zhuang landed.
Wang Han threw the black card in his hand towards Pang Yunlang's hand holding the gun.
ah!
Pang Yunlang wailed in pain.
The wrists are only connected by flesh.
Seeing that Wang Han was about to rush over, Pang Yunlang pulled Han Dachun, pinched Han Dachun's neck, and roared wildly, "You try another fucking move!"
Wang Han held Qi Wan in his palm.
"Don't kill him! You have to ask about the whereabouts of Ganoderma lucidum!" Ye Qingqiu reminded.
"I know."
Wang Han and Ye Qingqiu looked at each other at the same time. Wang Han threw out the Qi pill in his hand, and Ye Qingqiu threw out three silver needles.
Pang Yunlang pushed Han Dachun with his knees and rolled on the spot and rushed into the lounge.
"Protect me!"
The thugs immediately surrounded Pang Yunlang in the middle.
Pang Yunlang rushed into the lounge and rushed towards the thousand-year-old Ganoderma lucidum.
"Don't you want this thing? You two take a step forward and I will ruin this thing! Without this thing, Rao Rushuang will be done in this life!"
Seeing that Wang Han finally stopped, Pang Yunlang breathed a sigh of relief.
The two horoscopes squirmed with Pang Yunlang's smile, "Wang Han, you killed my brother. I must forget about this grudge today!"
Ye Qingqiu had a silver needle between her fingers.
Pang Yunlang asked the thug to surround him.
"Ye Qingqiu, I know your acupuncture method is very powerful, but I won't give you this opportunity."
Pang Yunlang flicked Ganoderma lucidum with one hand.
"You really want this thing, I want to give it to you too, but as soon as I closed my eyes, my brother floated around in front of him. He said he died so miserably! You Wang Han! And you ten guys.
Yes! The blood feud between us is irreconcilable!"
"Actually, it's very simple to want this thing! You ten guys have to take out a life to pay off my brother's debt. Before you come, I thought of a very fun little game."
Pang Yunlang opened the drawer and took out a revolver.
With a trembling wrist, the bullet fell out tickingly.
Pang Yunlang stuffed another bullet into it.
The turntable was turned and the bullet was loaded.
"Royalty, I think you all know the rules! You can take Ganoderma lucidum today, but you have to save your life to pay off the debt for my brother. As for whom you two die, it depends on your own luck."
"Play or not?"
"Fun." Wang Han responded.
Pang Yunlang threw the gun over.
Wang Han picked up the gun and weighed it.
"I know you, Wang Han, quickly fired your gun! But I'm not a vegetarian. The probability of the first shot of that gun is only one-sixth! There is still a person in front of me, and you can't kill me no matter what! I said
Now, one of you must die today and let my brother bury you with me!" Pang Yunlang took out another gun and opened the insurance.
Pang Yunlang is just thinking about killing Wang Han and Ye Qingqiu. There is only one bullet in the gun. Even if Wang Han shoots quickly, he won’t be able to ensure that the first gun has bullets and fires an empty gun.
At that time, Pang Yunlang fired a shot.
"Who will shoot first?" Pang Yunlang pointed at Wang Han and Ye Qingqiu with a gun.
"Pull the soldiers and generals, whoever you click is who you will be! Ye Qingqiu, you are the first one!"
Wang Han handed the gun to Ye Qingqiu.
"No, no, no! Don't commit suicide, you two point guns at each other!" Pang Yunlang added.
The living party will always spend this way of death in regret.
Ye Qingqiu held the gun.
Wang Han nodded and tapped his finger twice.
Ye Qingqiu swallowed.
"Quick!" Pang Yunlang roared angrily.
Ye Qingqiu pulled the trigger.
Crack Crack Crack!
Two shots in succession!
Ye Qingqiu's face was a little pale and handed the gun to Wang Han.
Pang Yunlang quietly put the gun under the table and pointed the muzzle at Wang Han's head.
"Wang Han, I count three numbers and you shoot!"
Wang Han and Ye Qingqiu looked at each other and blinked.
"three!"
Ye Qingqiu suddenly turned around, and the silver needle flew into Pang Yunlang's throat. He covered his neck and lowered his body. Wang Han raised his gun and pointed it at Pang Yunlang.
Bang!
Smoke was coming out of the muzzle.
A blood hole in Pang Yunlang's eyebrows bleed.
"Two!" Pang Yunlang's lips lingered in his leopard before his death.
Facing Wang Han's gun, his fingers pulled weakly on the trigger.
Before his death, Pang Yunlang wanted to count until two before firing.
Unexpectedly, Wang Han fired the gun after the first sound.
Pang Yunlang's eyes gradually dimmed.
Wang Han and Ye Qingqiu took action at the same time and solved the thugs in a few seconds.
"Play with guns! I'm your ancestor!" Wang Han glanced at Pang Yunlang's corpse. As a famous gun king in the underground world, he had long been united with humans and guns. Revolver king Han knew the location of the bullet just by weighing it.
Turning around, I just started the Ganoderma lucidum, and a roar came.
"Wang Han!!!"
A figure rushed in like a night owl and came towards Wang Han with a palm, and Wang Han punched him out!
boom!
The tiles under your feet exploded!
Wang Han staggered back!
Every step you fall, the tiles under your feet will explode!
An old man flashed and appeared, and then saw Pang Yunlang's body on the chair and wailed and rushed over.
"My son Yunlang!"
"My son Wang Han! Are you going to break the rules we set in the capital?"
Wang Han smiled and said, "Head of the Pang family, the conscience of heaven and earth. As long as you are not blind, you can see that you are going to break the rules of that year!"
"We break the rules? Then what is this?" The head of the Pang family pointed at Pang Yunlang's body in his arms.
Wang Han took a look.
"This...is this...bao...bao burys the male skeleton?"