"Of course, you can also choose to run away, but at your own risk."

Zhang Xiaofan's face, as always, calm and calm, as if to say something irrelevant.

Just now, Zhang Xiaofan has planted a mental imprint in the deep of these people's minds. If these people really want to escape, then the mental imprint left in his body will detonate regularly.

When that happens, their heads will "bang!" like watermelons in the middle The sound of a burst open, become a sentence of unknown cause of death headless body.

And a group of OB Gang horsemen, at the moment, also some do not understand the Chinese people in front of them, how can they become so kind?

Just now, the Chinese people in their eyebrow position gently click, and then no below.

Of course, if you want to say that just now Zhang Xiaofan was just bored and gave them a lecture, you will not believe this when you kill these horses.

After all, they still remember the scene of Zhang Xiaofan killing like hell Shura.

In that moment, before and after even 10 seconds didn't pass, they ob help full 23 people so inexplicably died in Zhang Xiaofan's hands.

How could he be so kind as to let himself go so easily in front of such a cruel and murderous devil?

Maybe, the devil used some invisible means on himself and others.

If you really run away, even if you have nine lives like a cat, I'm afraid it's not enough to die.

"Well, now you all go out for me. By the way, I'll take good care of the corpses here."

Hearing this, all the people present were relieved and escaped from the attic.

After all, it's too much sexual pressure for them to live in the same room with such a killer.

After the rest of the people in the building dispersed, the horse who initially led the way for Zhang Xiaofan finally stayed behind and began to clean up the scene silently and deal with the bodies of these companions.

In this regard, Zhang Xiaofan asked him to pile all the bodies into a room.

After watching the horse do all this, Zhang Xiaofan waved his right hand, and a red flame rose from the palm of Zhang Xiaofan's right hand.

See, Zhang Xiaofan lightly a wave, that red flame flew to this pile of corpses, face in an instant these corpses are directly burned up.

It took ten minutes to melt into a pile of black ashes.

After seeing this scene, the horse was just silly.

How strange is this? This is the magic way!

Just now, he was still thinking about whether he wanted to try to escape.

After all, Seoul is one of the largest cities in Silla. It's an international metropolis with a permanent population of tens of millions. Even if you really want to escape, you may not be able to find yourself?!

After all, he is a stranger from China.

But now, when the horse saw what happened in front of his eyes, it was completely behind the scenes, and he snuffed out his immature idea.

Choosing to escape in front of the great devil is tantamount to seeking your own death!

After finishing all this, Zhang Xiaofan looked at the time. Now it's five o'clock in the afternoon, and left the small attic directly. He went to Quanzhou to find Shao Wenhua's whereabouts.

Zhang Xiaofan embraces Heitong's soft and boneless body in his arms, directly steps on Tiancong cloud sword, turns into a streamer, and gallops towards the direction of Quanzhou.

With the coverage of Zhang Xiaofan's spiritual strength, I believe that in Quanzhou, a city that is big or small, it should be easy to get to Shao Wenhua's whereabouts.