Chapter 737

Wang fan is just like a lion who pours on his prey. Taking advantage of the eight people's chaotic movements, he rushes in front of them and points his right leg hard.

Boom boom boom boom boom boom boom boom boom boom boom boom boom boom boom boom boom boom boom boom boom boom boom boom boom boom boom boom boom boom boom boom boom boom boom boom boom boom boom boom boom boom boom boom boom boom boom boom boom boom boom boom boom boom boom boom boom boom boom boom boom boom boom boom.

A series of dull sounds, the eight people did not have time to push the handle, the shield had been hit.

Under the mighty force, all of them were flying out, staggering, and the blood in their mouth was gushing.

Shield can resist bullet and sword, but it can't resist force.

Wang Fan's foot strength is so fierce that they can't bear it.

"Son of a bitch!"

The eight people's faces were hard to see in a moment. While they were biting their teeth and cursing, fear appeared in their eyes.

They know they're done.

If they can form an effective formation and approach slowly, they still have a chance to win.

But now, they are lambs to be slaughtered, and there is no chance of winning.

Sure enough, fear just appeared in their eyes. A Biao, like an iron tower, roared and rushed to them.

The dancing of the boxing style set off the wind of hunting and directly smashed the two men's heads.

The sound of thump and thump resounded. Their heads were just like watermelons, and their blood and brain were splashing out. They looked so gloomy and terrible in the night.

A Biao did not give the rest of the buffer opportunities, in the blast of two people's heads, he directly flashed to the other six people behind, began to attack from behind.

Without the shield, those Meng elite in the hands of a Biao, just like cutting melons and vegetables, simply vulnerable.

Almost just a few seconds later, three more people were thrown out and died on the spot.

That bloody scene, a Biao felt as if he had returned to the original underground arena.

"Ah, I'll fight with you!" One of them reacted, screamed, threw the shield directly, and rushed to a Biao furiously.

Instead of waiting to die passively, it's better to fight hard. Maybe you can still win the chance to live.

However, the difference between his strength and that of a Biao is so great that he can't make up for it.

I saw a Biao grinning, a bared teeth, a direct step, then straight toward the man rushed in the past.

Another bang, the man felt as if he had hit the smelly and hard stone. He only felt a strong attack, and the whole person fell out.

People in the mid air, his bones have begun to crackle smash, fell to the ground, has been close to the gas more, less.

At last, the two elite men of the Meng family looked at the scene and their faces changed greatly. One of them roared, drew out his blade and rushed to a Biao, trying to use his weapon to give a fatal blow to a Biao.

No matter how skillful he is, he is afraid of kitchen knives. He doesn't believe it. A Biao is invulnerable.

Whoosh.

Sharp knife cut through the night sky, in the moonlight under the cover of silver bright, toward a Biao cut.

The wind blows, the thunder blows.

A Biao's eyes twinkled with a trace of irony, and his body moved quickly.

The blade cleaved to the ground, making a sharp, sour and brittle sound, which lifted up countless dust.

A Biao is taking this opportunity, the whole person is like a wild dragon general suddenly rush to, that ordinary people calf thick thin arm a probe a hook, then stuck each other's neck.

Knee a lift, boom a, the other side's sternum was instantly crushed, mouth issued a harsh scream.

A Biao bowed his head toward the other side and showed a grim smile. He directly broke his neck and ended his pain.

In the end, the Meng family elite looked at this scene, it was silly, he can no longer care about the other, took out a gun at a Biao, then pulled the trigger crazily.

In this case, he is going to die. He doesn't care what bombs are, and whether he is injured by mistake.

He even wanted to hit Wang fan not far away, let the bomb explode, and everyone died together.

But, the movement of a Biao is smashed his illusion, see a Biao to carry that person body to front a block.

The bullet pours down on the enemy, while a Biao carries the enemy and forces the last Meng family elite.

"Don't come here! Don't come here The Meng family's sharp and frightened liver and gallbladder want to crack, the voice exhausted hisses in the bottom.

Ten minutes ago, they were still holding shields and taking the lead. But now, it's a Biao with a shield.

It's really ten years east and ten years West.

Although the human shield in a Biao's hand is different from the shield beside him, at this moment, it is obvious that a Biao is more deterrent.

A Biao didn't speak, and he didn't want to speak. When he was close to the other side three or four meters away, he smashed the human shield with both hands.

The Meng family's elite face changed greatly. They quickly turned to avoid and turned their shield to resist.

However, although he blocked a Biao hit the body, the whole person is unable to help but once again spewed out a mouthful of blood, fell to sit on the ground.And at this time, a Biao has by smashing out the body of the enemy moment, close to his body, a foot out.

Boom!

A Biao's right leg was on the shield, and the strong shield was bent by a Biao's point.

Under that force, the elite of the Meng family was crushed by the shield and turned into a blood cake.

It's so cruel.

On the bus, Meng Qingming and his wife both looked at the scene with silly eyes and bad looks.

It's incredible that so many people, so many guns, and even 20 shields of the Meng family were destroyed.

Of course, Meng Qingming did not fear Wang Fan because of this. He just felt that Wang Fan was very shameless.

In his opinion, it would have been impossible for Wang Fan to deal with these 100 elites if he had not shamelessly used those string labels, beer bottles, gas tanks and charcoal fire.

If Meng Qingming stood in Wang Fan's position and used Wang Fan's shameless means, he could easily win.

"Meng Shao, should we go down and finish now? This guy is so shameless and cunning that I'm not happy if he doesn't destroy his prestige. "

Xiaojiu looks at Meng Qingming, clenches his fists and gnashes his teeth.

Although he doesn't care about the life and death of those Meng elite, he and those Meng elite are on the same front.

Now see their people are Wang Fan to clean up so miserably, also completely annihilate, how can he swallow this tone?

"Come on, let's go down." This time, Meng Qingming did not stop, but promised, and then opened the door and jumped down.

Xiaojiu is faster than Meng Qingming. Almost when Meng Qingming promised him to do it, he jumped out of the car and rushed to a Biao without looking back.

"You're a big man. You're not afraid to kill the elite of my Meng family. Did you get my permission? Let me meet you now! "

Small nine said, has rushed to a Biao in front of, boxing style dance, issued a rapid attack.

Because he was not far away from a Biao, and he went out with all his strength, and a Biao just killed so many people, it took time to buffer, so even if he reacted, he was still a step slow.

A Biao just had time to raise his arm, small nine has been pressed down, bang, a Biao tiger mouth a stuffy, tengtengteng fell back.

His face was gloomy. If he didn't react in time, his muscles would be tense again. I'm afraid that this blow would break his arm bones.

"I thought how powerful it was. That's the strength. It seems that you can only bully ordinary people. It's bad luck for you to fall into my hands today! "

Xiao Jiuyi punches back a Biao, but he doesn't think so and doesn't pay attention to a Biao.

With a sneer and almost no hesitation, he stepped forward again and stepped down.

The opportunity to kill!

A Biao's face changed wildly!