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Chapter 139: Inhumane

"So you can't help but chop?" Lan Chen moved his aching shoulders, glanced at the blunt sword, and threw it away. Finally, he picked up his sword and kicked Cheng Hu, who looked pale.

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"Hey, hey, don't die, weren't you very arrogant? If you die, I won't be able to torture you, hey!"

Shaking his head, Lan Chen suddenly felt a little bored. He picked up the sword and thrust it straight into Cheng Hu's heart. As if he was unhappy, he pulled it out, inserted it again, pulled it out again, and continued to insert it until it was inserted several times.

After making a hole, Lan Chen gave up.

Turning around and facing the short man, the two 'corpses' of the fat man also did the same cruel thing.

The last hit is very important, he is just worried that he is not dead. Just like Song Jiangfeng created such a movement, he has only one purpose, only the dead cannot speak.

After stabbing the last one, Lan Chen also threw aside the blunt sword in his hand. He turned around and staggered for a moment before he could stand firm with difficulty.

But he also knew that the matter was not over yet, there was still one more scumbag among scumbags - Song Jiangfeng!

It's just that he has used his magical powers many times, and now he is staggering even when walking. Let alone capturing Song Jiangfeng, even walking up to him will be a problem.

[Damn... I've lost my temper now. I don't have to save any energy. The opponents are not just those three people, or are there too many magical powers that I copied at once? 】

After thinking about it, Lan Chen seemed to have only found this reason. Although he used various magical powers, his power was controlled within a reasonable range, and he was not as weak as he is now.

That's it.

[But this time I went to the Qineng Private School at the right time. Otherwise, my understanding of the use of Qineng would not be as good as it is now. I would never be able to defeat those three people. Hey, Song Jiangfeng, you can

Don’t run away!]

Thinking of this, Lan Chen suddenly raised his head, his eyes filled with fire-like perseverance, staring at Song Jiangfeng not far away.

That...Song Jiangfeng was trembling and unable to move.

He was frightened.

He knew the strength of those three people.

At that time, it took half the police force to arrest them and bring them to justice, resulting in numerous injuries.

The three of them had to sit right through the bottom of the cell and continue to squat until they were reincarnated in the next life.

But by chance, Song Jiangfeng caught their handle and used it as a requirement to satisfy his perverted 'psychology'.

But now?

Lan Chen killed them all by himself!

Before this, he had fought fierce battles with many guards for a long time... When did this once down-and-out lord of Xuzhou become so powerful, it would not be an exaggeration to call him the number one man in Xuzhou!

Longing, panic, fear, death and many other emotions were like giant beasts, devouring his thoughts. At this time, his mind went blank.

"Hey, Mr. Song, we've met again." Lan Chen endured the pain of collapse and said hello.

Even though he could use the miraculous power of 'trauma treatment' to treat his previous injuries, what awaited him was bound to be a faint due to fatigue, so he could only continue to endure it.

"Yeah?" Lan Chen was a little surprised. Why didn't Song Jiangfeng seem to have any reaction?

"Hello."

There was a snap, a slap, but there was no sound. Song Jiangfeng still had a dull expression on his face.

"Aren't you scared to death? That's all you have? Hey, wake up, I have something to interrogate you!"

After giving him several slaps in succession, seeing that he still didn't wake up, Lan Chen also took advantage of it. Anyway, this was just to do justice for heaven.

When the knife fell from his hand, Song Jiangfeng woke up with a start and let out a scream as cruel as a pig being killed.

"Ahhhh! This...this! Lan Chen! You will die badly!"

"Is this weird?" Lan Chen innocently played with the blood-stained knife in his hand, then stabbed it in again, carefully examining the 'little thing' that he had just chopped off, "It's not about cleansing yourself. Will even the voice become thin and slender? By the way, your thing is too small, right?"

"Could it be that you were stimulated by something?"

"Oh! I understand. You went to find an ordinary girl's house. Others disliked you. Then you became a beast after being hit hard, right? Tsk, tsk, then I don't blame you for this. Let's do it. I'll tell you You earthworker, there is an old saying in our field, which is...the shape complements the shape, and whatever we eat can make up for it!"

Ignoring Song Jiangfeng's screams, Lan Chen grinned, seemingly full of smiles, but his cold eyes were also full of hatred for the person in front of him. If he hadn't come here to torture something, Lan Chen would have already Cut it into pieces!

Finally, he picked up the knife in his hand and shook it in front of Song Jiangfeng.

When Song Jiangfeng realized something, his eyes suddenly widened. In addition to severe pain, there was also deep fear and... nausea!

"No, no, don't! Lan Chen... don't! I beg you, let it go, let me go!"

"It's too late." Lan Chen shook his head, but suddenly he realized that this was actually a good time for torture, so he decided to solve it as soon as possible before the other branches of the Xianfengsuo arrived here.

With such a commotion, how could Xian Fengsuo not know about it? Maybe not all of them were on the way.

He was deeply afraid of a riot in the prison cell, which would endanger Xuzhou.

"I ask, you answer. I think you also know that after this thing is cut off, if you can find a good doctor as soon as possible, it can still be connected, and you can regain your glory in the future. Hey, answer me. Gambling House Mr. Chen, were you killed?"

"Yes yes yes!"

"Who ordered you?"

Song Jiangfeng was stunned for a moment. Although he was mentally prepared, Lan Chen must have tracked down this matter, but when he actually heard it, he couldn't help but hesitate, and a layer of panic flashed in his eyes. This background color outweighs the threat posed by Lan Chen.

When Lan Chen saw this, he shook the knife in his hand without hesitation.

Seeing his 'little baby' dragging blood and blood, Song Jiangfeng finally broke through the deepest fear in his heart, sighed and said, "Lan Chen, I roughly understand what you want to do, but I also advise you, don't If you want to go against that adult, you are far from his match."

"It was Mr. Situ from the capital who asked me to kill Mr. Chen."

Lan Chen raised his brows and nodded. This answer actually had a rough outline, it was just a matter of uncertainty.

"Why does Mr. Situ want Mr. Chen to die? Isn't he from the capital? He has to take care of things thousands of miles away."

"I don't know the specific situation." Song Jiangfeng shook his head, but it was also full of funny sincerity.

"Then why did you obey him?"

"That's Mr. Situ! Lan Chen, don't you understand? One person is inferior to ten thousand people, and he is the one I'm talking about! Who in the whole country dares to disobey him!"

"I'm asking you, why did you obey him?"

"Alas! I...I am also a member of Master Situ. Without his support, I would not be able to be the leader."

"In other words, does Xian Fengsuo still have his lackeys?"

"I don't know about that. Maybe Xuzhou is gone, but the capital headquarters... you know, in the capital, Mr. Situ is even more powerful."

"Who is that Zhang Fei?"

There was a moment of silence, as if he noticed Lan Chen's increasingly impatient mood, Song Jiangfeng said in a panic, "I say, I say! I don't know the specifics, it seems that he is Mr. Situ's... Long Yang !”


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