Lu Fan chased him all the way, and when he rushed to the riverside, a black helicopter slowly approached, descended, and dropped an iron ladder.
Lu Fan climbed up and jumped directly into the cabin.
"Mr. Lu..."
Zhong Xu, the housekeeper of the Zhong family, looked at him blankly... He was covered in blood, and the blood adhering to the surface of his skin had condensed into scabs, exuding a bloody smell, which was daunting.
"Get closer to it."
Lu Fan pointed to the helicopter floating on the river: "Leave the rest to me."
at this time.
Ouyang Honghai was staring blankly at the crowds crossing the Ma family camp on the bridge across the river.
"This Ma Tianming, what does he want to do?"
The corners of his eyes twitched, and his eyes were filled with anger: "He didn't just shoot and kill all these trash, and why did he play with the rules of the world with them!"
"Trash! The Ma family are all trash! They can't get anything done!"
He felt extremely regretful now. Why did he trust the Ma family in the first place? Not only did his son die in their hands, but now even his own life was in danger and he could die at any time in Jinling, thousands of miles away in the southwest.
!
"Go! Go! They are catching up, go!"
When he discovered the approaching helicopter, his expression suddenly changed and he roared loudly.
However, how can Jinling Hotel’s cheapest basic helicopter, which is specially used to receive guests and show off for advertising, be compared with Zhong Boyong’s commander-level Ernst worth nearly 10 million?
In less than five minutes, Ernst's propeller stirred the air and approached in the air.
Facing the strong wind, Lu Fan stood at the door of the cabin, clasping the armrest with one arm, staring at the opposite cabin ten meters away... "Bang!"
The body was like a cannonball, suddenly rushing out!
Afterimages are flying across the sky!
Ouyang Honghai's face instantly turned pale, and he was about to hold a gun in his backhand to fight back, but unexpectedly, a cold and gloomy voice came from behind him: "People die for money, and birds die for food. If you let him jump up, you and I will both die."
Can’t survive.”
"Sorry."
"boom!"
A terrifying force suddenly erupted behind Ouyang Honghai!
But Ouyang Honghai didn't even have time to react, and he flew straight out of the cabin!
Lu Fan was facing Lu Fan coming across the sky, and they collided hard!
"The person who has a blood feud with you is Ouyang Honghai."
"Those people you killed were also members of the Ouyang family. I, the ghost doctor, had no intention of interfering."
"So, I gave it to you, and you and I are cut off from each other, and we will have nothing to do with each other anymore!"
In Meng Tianzun's faint voice, the figures of Lu Fan and Ouyang Honghai collided in mid-air.
Immediately, the helicopter suddenly accelerated and disappeared into the night sky without even looking back.
"Whoosh!"
The figures of the two people fell rapidly in the air.
"boom!"
On the river, huge waves rolled.
The two fell into the river at the same time, and the moment they entered the river, a surging fist suddenly hit Lu Fan's face.
Lu Fan subconsciously raised his hand to stop him, and at the same time reached out with his left hand, grabbed Ouyang Honghai's arm, and pulled him back suddenly, trying to hold him firmly in his hand...
"Stab it!"
"puff!"
A stream of blood suddenly burst onto the river surface!
A stream of blood spurted out from Lu Fan's mouth.
Then, he stared at the severed arm in his hand and Ouyang Honghai disappearing into the river with shocked eyes. He didn't react for a long time.
"Survival with a broken arm?"
Lu Fan's body floated in the river, looking at the boundless rolling river water and Ouyang Honghai who had disappeared from sight, a cold flash flashed in his eyes:
"You can't run away..."
Lu Fan's face was extremely cold, and he turned around and went ashore.
At this time, Zhong Boyong and Kong Zhuyin, also supported by their servants, were already standing on the shore waiting.
Behind them were hundreds of Zhong family bodyguards and Jinmen disciples.
The roadside above the river beach was filled with countless black figures.
Among these figures, there was a figure that was stuck on the ground like a sharp blade, staring coldly at Lu Fan, who was slowly walking out of the rolling river.
"Lu Fan!"
The sound of horse destiny is like rolling thunder!
"Today, Zhong Boyong and Kong Zhuyin are hiding under my door, their bodies being cut. According to the rules of the world, I should have let you go and let you all leave here alive."
"But, since you cut off Ouyang Honghai's arm, I can't leave in vain..."
"Kong Zhuyin!"
He roared angrily, and Kong Zhuyin was about to turn his head...
"don't want!"
Lu Fan's expression changed drastically and he shouted loudly.
"Pfft!"
A ray of cold light tore through the dim night, penetrated the cold wind, and flew past Kong Zhuyin's shoulder, and then fell back into Ma Tianming's palm!
Kong Zhuyin knelt down and roared, his right arm was cut to the ground by the sword!
