Chapter 1567

With his severed wrist in his arms, the strong man retreated in a hurry.

However, he wanted to retire, but Zhang Xiaofan would not give him this opportunity at all.

Zhang Xiaofan made a lunge and rushed to him directly.

Arms forward.

Two long knives, like two sharp arrows, stabbed into the two shoulder blades of the big man.

"Oh

Blood splashed, the blade into the meat sound sounded.

The big man screamed again and fell on his back.

He had lost any resistance when his shoulder blade was pierced.

However, Zhang Xiaofan did not want to let him go so easily.

Two long knives are still deeply stabbed in his body!

"Ah... Ah... Ah..."

"Pain... Pain... Pain..."

"Let me go... Let me go... Let me go..."

"I know it's wrong... I know it's wrong... I know it's wrong..."

Listen to yourself under that big man, that tear heart crack lung, hoarse scream of voice.

Zhang Xiaofan's eyes are all red with him, and his hands holding the double knives are more and more powerful.

In front of his eyes, he saw his father's back from his shoulder blades.

All the way to the waist, abdomen and back, there was a knife wound deep in the bone.

And the countless scars left by these animals and scum.

It is conceivable that what terrible torture his father suffered at that time?

My own father.

It's just like the big man who was stabbed by himself.

Painful struggle, hoarse scream?

Is he innocent?

If he's innocent!

What about his sick and dying father?

What about Uncle Fu Qiang who died on the operating table in the emergency room?

Their struggles, their screams.

Who can hear?

Who can see it??

And who cares!!!

Since the law can't give me justice.

Well, I'll take it myself!

With this in mind, Zhang Xiaofan's hand holding the handle of the knife is more and more powerful.

The two pupils, red with blood, were burning with fury.

"Ah... Ah... Ah...!"

The big man stabbed by Zhang Xiaofan.

I feel the severe pain coming from my shoulder blade.

The more he screamed, the more shrill his voice was.

Even with a little bit of the beast's cry before dying.

"Let him go..."

See his companion, in Zhang Xiaofan's knife by such inhuman torture.

These black bodyguards in the villa living room can't sit down at this time.

One by one, they raised their long knives and rushed over.

Zhang Xiaofan turned his head suddenly.

Eyes like electricity, sharp eyes shot at the people who want to come forward.

At the same time, he put a lot of force on his hand.

Let the two long knives go down slowly.

The blade of the long knife is extremely sharp, directly from the position of the shoulders and scapula of the big man.

Straight down cut, full of four, more than five inches.

Cold, sharp blade cut the skin, the kind of piercing pain.

It's not what ordinary people can imagine.

Unprecedented pain.

Let the big man under the knife struggle more and more crazy.

The scream from the throat has become hoarse and harsh