He had never seen such a fierce and cruel man.

He never thought of it.

At first, I just took people to clean up a group.

In their eyes, they should be powerless, powerless country bumpkins, ordinary people.

Even after learning that Zhang Fuqiang died of serious injury on the operating table in the emergency room.

One by one, they were drinking and cheering.

Even the better said.

When it comes to Zhang Daping, it's too light.

In this case, Zhang Fuqiang also has a companion on this huangquan road.

In this way, Zhang Fuqiang's huangquan road will not appear too lonely and desolate, will it?

Good and evil will be rewarded. It's not that it's not time not to.

If you don't believe in looking up at the sky, who will be spared by the sky!!!

But it's just like this: powerless country bumpkins, ordinary people.

Ju... Would bring them such a terrible disaster.

Unexpectedly, it will make them pay the price of their lives -!!!

If, life still has a chance to come again.

If there is regret medicine in the world.

So, the bald man only hopes that he has never stepped into that happy village

However, there is no regret medicine in this world.

Of course, they don't have the chance to live again.

Because, Zhang Xiaofan will personally send them to "Hell --!"

At this time, when Zhang Xiaofan will be the last black bodyguard in the living room.

When he cut him down in a pool of blood.

Bald man, the whole body involuntarily hit a cold shiver.

A cold, straight along the sole of his feet to his tianlinggai.

Let him originally some trance of mind, suddenly and happy a few minutes.

He turned to Zhao Zhongfu, who had been paralyzed as mud behind him.

Yelling, he said.

"Mr. Zhao, you... Run, run..."

"Here, I'll stop him."

"Run

It is true that the bald man is loyal to Zhao Zhongfu.

Even now, when life and death are in crisis.

The first thing a bald man thinks about is the safety of his boss, not his own.

However, the bareheaded man's loyalty will be in vain.

Because, at this time Zhao Zhongfu has long been in front of such a terrible voice.

The scene of terror was completely stupefied.

Two legs are more like pouring lead, as if there is a kilo of weight.

Even if Zhao Zhongfu did his best, there was no way to move half a point.

If you can't stand up, how can you talk about running away?

Even in Zhao Zhongfu's eyes.

Zhang Xiaofan is no longer a human being.

It's ghosts, it's nightmares

No matter what Zhang Xiaofan is, in a word, he is absolutely impossible to be human

At this time, there is no living person in the big villa living room.

Zhang Xiaofan stopped just now. His double knives were held in the palm of his hand and naturally hung on his side.

Drops of Yin Hong's blood.

It trickles down the blood trough of the long knife and drops to the ground from the tip of the knife.

Make a clear sound of "tick... Tick... Tick...".

Zhang Xiaofan turns around slowly.

Squinting, looking at the trembling, holding a knife, protecting Zhao Zhongfu behind the bald man.

Eyes can not help passing a touch of surprise, the road.

"Oh, good..."

"I can't see that you are quite loyal..."