The two families teamed up to kill Lu Fan tonight. After a dragon was killed tragically, Fu Tianxiang actually wanted to fall out with the Dragon Temple for a useless son?
Jiaolong clenched his fists tightly, and he was already murderous.
"Lord Jiaolong, don't forget that if your Dragon Temple wants to plant its flag in Nandu, you have to rely on the full support of my Fu family. If my son dies here today, I will refuse all cooperation with the Dragon Temple! Afterwards,
I will also report the situation here to the Dragon King in person. I believe that compared with the overall situation of the Dragon Temple taking over China, the death of a dragon is nothing!"
Fu Tianxiang also became cruel. He couldn't allow himself to watch his son being beaten to death by his own men! Even if he risked his own life, he would protect Fu Zikun's safety and would never allow a tragedy to happen again.
Happened to the family.
"Okay! Master Fu, I hope you can take responsibility for the decision you make now. However, I have no control over your people, but the people of the Dragon Temple will never allow me to sit back and watch the dragon die tragically, and let it go because of a waste.
If I accidentally hurt your young master later, don’t blame me for being ruthless!"
"Fuck me!"
The dragon roared, and the dozen Dragon Temple elites went crazy with rage and attacked from several directions!
At this time, there was no trace of panic on Lu Fan's face. In this dangerous scene, his eyes were actually slowed down many times.
The speed is extremely fast, and the world slows down.
Everything turned into slow motion, including the ever-changing ferocious and fearful expressions on the faces of Fu Tianxiang and others.
The sharpshooter on the roof was looking down with all his concentration. His finger did not leave the trigger for a moment. As long as there was a chance, he would not hesitate to pull the trigger, kill Lu Fan and save Fu Zikun from him.
Come down.
Lu Fan casually grabbed a dagger, swung it back and slit the throats of several people.
There was a flash of cold light.
These Dragon Temple elites rushed forward. The few people running at the front directly covered their throats with their hands, but blood spurted out from between their fingers uncontrollably, like a cut water pipe, with blood everywhere.
After shooting, his body trembled twice, then he fell to the ground and died with his throat cut off.
Next, Lu Fan suddenly threw the dagger out without any warning.
Whoosh!
This dagger showed a completely straight line, drawing a ray of cold light in mid-air. The speed was as fast as a bullet!
puff!!!
The dagger was inserted directly into the heart of the sharpshooter who was squatting on the roof, piercing him.
"Uh..." The sharpshooter had a deathly look on his face. He lowered his head and looked at the hole in his heart in disbelief. The next second, blood gushes out from his heart. His whole body became stiff, and he fell directly from the roof.
It fell down.
"Third brother! He actually killed third brother!" All the disciples of the Fu family burst out with screams like mourning for an heir.
This sharpshooter is known as the third brother. He is Fu Tianxiang's personal bodyguard. He has a very high status in the Fu family. The Desert Eagle in his hand is almost perfect. It is the simplest and most effective killing tool for Fu Tianxiang to kill his enemies. It is also the most harmful to Lu Fan.
A threatening enemy, otherwise how could he let the dragon get close and stage such a painful show?
boom!
Very close to Lu Fan, Fu Tianxiang, a Ma Zai who had a very good relationship with sharpshooters, raised his head directly, rushed towards Lu Fan and pulled the trigger!