The two families teamed up to plot a killing spree against Lu Fan tonight. After a dragon had already died 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 face to face. 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 would never allow his son to be 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! Head 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 the dangerous scene, his eyes seemed to have slowed down many times.
When the speed is extremely fast, 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 his hands.
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.
The elites of the Dragon Temple who rushed up, the first few people directly covered their throats with their hands, but blood spurted out from between their fingers uncontrollably, like a cut water pipe, 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 look of death 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!
Lu Fan ducked sideways.
puff!
"ah!"
Fu Zikun was shot in the left shoulder and screamed.
"Drafted it, who shot it!"
Seeing that his son's remaining left shoulder was also pierced by a bullet, Fu Tianxiang's eyes were about to burst and he shouted loudly.
Lu Fan bent down and reached out to grab the Desert Eagle on the corpse at his feet, raised his arm, and quickly pulled the trigger!
Bang! Bang! Bang! Bang~!
Several people fell down one after another, including the elites of the Dragon Temple and Fu Tianxiang's cavalry.
Headshots! Those who were shot and fell to the ground were all shot in the center of their eyebrows and died with their eyes wide open.
Inside the factory, screams could be heard one after another.
The strong smell of blood is so nauseating!
Lu Fan directly fired all the bullets in the magazine without stopping. The man turned into an afterimage and flew directly towards the big iron cage in the corner.
At the same time, he threw Fu Zikun in his hand towards the direction of the crowd. When there was chaos behind him, he bent down and squatted near the iron cage. His hands suddenly burst out with amazing strength, dragging the iron cage forcefully, and dodged.
Go behind the cargo box.
Hidden.
In this way, it was easy to break through the numerous sieges, and it was like entering an uninhabited land!
Several horrific corpses were left on the ground.
"Kun'er!" Fu Tianxiang rushed over and held Fu Zikun in his arms. Looking at the bloody wound on his left shoulder, he finally turned his head and shouted loudly: "Shoot and kill this beast! Shoot!"
