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Chapter 1863: Prisoner Lu Fan

Riverside in the western suburbs.

When the Maybach and the Lamborghini Poison swerved to a stop at the same time, several huge black figures came out of the darkness and walked towards the front of the two cars.

"Hand over your weapons."

As soon as Lu Fan stepped out of the car, the big man grabbed his shoulders and sealed his air valve.

This is the most common method used by law enforcement warriors to subdue ordinary warriors. When they meet, they seal the opponent's Qi points, making it impossible for the opponent to mobilize his true energy, making him directly invincible.

Lu Fan did not fight back. At the same time, the strong man on the other side also walked towards Hai Ziyuan who was getting off the Lamborghini, reaching out to catch her, intending to do the same thing.

In the shocked eyes of the strong man, he saw that the wrist that was about to catch the opponent had already used the wrist as the cutting point, as if it had been cut by an invisible blade, slowly left the wrist, and directly followed the inertia.

Falling towards the ground.

Two seconds.

"ah!!!!!"

The strong man covered his broken wrist and screamed at the top of his lungs.

"what happened?"

"How dare you attack us?"

The strong man who grabbed Lu Fan roared, and at the same time he let go of Lu Fan, he strode towards Hai Ziyuan.

"puff!"

A human head flew into the night sky.

The face on the strong man's head still maintained an angry expression.

But the head had already left the neck, hovering in the air for a week, and then slowly fell to the ground.

One encounter, one dead and one injured.

Even Lu Fan didn't see how Hai Ziyuan acted.

"What a courage!"

"Not only did you not kneel down when you saw my special envoy from the Martial Alliance, you actually dared to commit murder in public. Lu Fan, are you trying to force yourself to a dead end?!"

A majestic voice suddenly sounded from the riverside.

Immediately afterwards.

"Kuang kuang kuang kuang!"

A series of sounds of light switches turning on.

At the same time, dazzling rays of light shone continuously from the direction of the river. They were as bright as pillars and directly illuminated Lu Fan. He subconsciously squinted his eyes, trying to avoid this ray of light.

"Who is pretending to be a fool here?"

Lu Fan squinted his eyes and looked over, only to see dazzling lights blasting from the direction of the front of the car along the river bank.

Under the light, there were dark figures standing with hands behind their hands, staring at him with cold eyes, making Lu Fan feel as if he was a prisoner.

"People from the Martial Alliance?"

Gradually, as his eyes adapted to the light, Lu Fan could clearly see the true appearance of these people.

All are great masters!

More than a dozen grandmasters in black uniforms stood side by side by the river.

With a scarlet dragon claw tattooed on his chest, he was calm and intimidating, exuding a powerful coercion and pressing hard on Lu Fan.

Lu Fan stood still, with a sneer even appearing on the corner of his mouth.

To this day, the Martial Alliance does not know his true strength.

In their eyes, Lu Fan was just a waste who had a little bit of luck and was able to step from the Shenglongbang Ancient Martial Arts Competition to where he is today and gain some false fame.

"Prisoner Lu Fan, kneel down!"

A middle-aged man whose strength was directly approaching that of the strongest man stepped forward and suddenly spoke angrily!

This sound was actually mixed with the true meaning of sonic martial arts, which directly transformed the sound into a killing air flow that could not be detected by the naked eye. It turned into a violent wind, swept the world, and came directly towards Lu Fan and Hai Ziyuan behind him, overwhelming the sky!

Fierce and fierce wind!

Coming roaring!

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