The moment Wang Fan saw A Biao, his anger rushed out instantly, and his murderous intention suddenly emerged!
I saw A Biao tied up like a rice dumpling and hung on the city gate. He was covered in blood, his clothes were stuck to the flesh and blood, and he didn't know how many bones were broken.
In some places, you can even see sharp white bones that pierced through the flesh.
At this time, A Biao was shaking his head, motionless, not knowing whether he was dead or alive.
Wang Fan was furious and shot with murderous intent! ??
He wants to kill someone!
He wants to kill someone!!!
He didn't expect that A Biao would be tortured like this after not seeing him for just over a week.
Crazy anger spread throughout his body, and Wang Fan felt as if his scalp was going to explode!
There were still more than twenty people guarding the door of Wen's manor.
These people were originally protecting Mrs. Wen and Wen Zhilong in the hospital, but after Mrs. Wen came back, they brought them back.
They also saw Wang Fan's car, but they didn't realize anything was wrong.
After all, this car belongs to the eldest young man Wen Zhiqing, and they all know it.
"Young Master, what are you doing parking your car here? Come in quickly. You've been staying here for a long time. If Mrs. Wen knew about it, she would blame you."
An elite man walked towards the car while talking.
As an elite writer, he naturally needs to fawn over Young Master Wen.
Bang!
But before he could reach the car, Wang Fan kicked open the door and jumped out.
The elite man looked at Wang Fan. He was stunned at first, and then his expression changed instantly.
What kind of eyes are those?
Bloodthirsty and scarlet, it is simply too scary to look at.
"Blame? She has no chance to blame!" Wang Fan stared at this elite, a sneer appeared on the corner of his mouth, and immediately kicked him out.
Bang!
There was a loud noise, and the elite was kicked away directly.
This sudden scene instantly attracted the attention of the other elite groups. Their expressions couldn't help but change, and they yelled at Wang Fan.
"who are you?"
"If you dare to cause trouble in the Wen family, you are seeking death!"
"You bastard, kill him!"
They roared crazily and rushed towards Wang Fan without saying a word.
"The Wen family, isn't it amazing? Not only am I going to cause trouble in the Wen family, but today I am also going to wipe out the Wen family. Do you believe it or not?" Wang Fan sneered, and he immediately jumped up and jumped out with both feet.
Bang bang bang bang, there was a series of loud noises, and more than 20 elites were kicked away in no particular order. Their mouths and noses were stained with blood, and countless bones in their bodies were broken by trampling. Even those who were lucky enough to survive were already dying.
Those elites who still had a breath left could not help grinning and wailing, while their eyes flashed with intense fear.
Who is this person? Isn't this terrible?
More than 20 elites who had experienced hundreds of battles and could fight one against five were actually kicked to death and crippled by Wang Fan in such an understatement? It was simply unbelievable!
"You, you, you are Wang, Wang Fan?" After a long while, someone finally recognized Wang Fan, and the fear in their eyes became even greater.
"You are right, I am Wang Fan." Wang Fan said with a sneer, pointed his toes on the elites who were left with only one breath, and jumped up directly towards A Biao.
The shadow knife was unsheathed, cut off the rope, and brought A Biao down.
When Wang Fan came into contact with A Biao's body, he finally breathed a sigh of relief.
Although A Biao is very weak and dying, at least he still has some energy left.
The tone is not dead.
Wang Fan resisted the urge to rush into Wen's house and quickly took out a silver needle and pierced A Biao's body. At the same time, he put one hand against A Biao's body and channeled the inner air.
Under the dual effects of the silver needles and internal energy, A Biao's external injuries quickly improved, and his whole person gradually exuded vitality.
"Ahem." At a certain moment, A Biao coughed and finally opened his eyes.
The moment he saw Wang Fan, his expression changed instantly, "Young Master Wang, go quickly. Not only is that old dog Ou Yan Changhong here, but also a genius from the Wrath Fist Sect named Ye Qiuji."
There was only worry in A Biao's eyes. Ou Yan Changhong's strength left an indelible mark on him.
He had no confidence that Wang Fan could defeat Ou Yan Changhong, let alone add Ye Qiuji.
"Don't talk now. I'll heal your injuries first. Don't worry, I, Wang Fan, haven't taken any notice of these two mere bastards. Once your injuries stabilize, I will go in and avenge you."
Wang Fan stopped A Biao from speaking while speeding up the treatment.
It didn’t take long for A Biao’s injury to be contained. Of course, it would be impossible to fully recover in the short term. .??.
Ou Yan Changhong is no ordinary gangster, and the injuries caused by his attacks are not easy to heal.
After Wang Fan restrained A Biao's injuries, he put him into the car, locked the door, and then walked into the Wen family manor again.
Bang!
With a kick, the door of Wen's manor was smashed into pieces, and gravel flew everywhere.
Wang Fan, on the other hand, rushed in with endless murderous intent.
Fortunately, he arrived in time, and fortunately A Biao was captured last night, otherwise, the consequences would be unimaginable.
"Ah, that guy was rescued, someone came in, please notify Mrs. Wen quickly!"
The movement here finally attracted the attention of the elites wandering around the manor. Their expressions changed, and several people surrounded and attacked Wang Fan. The rest quickly rushed into the main house and informed Mrs. Wen.
"Get away!" Wang Fan looked at the Wen family elites rushing towards him, and didn't bother to talk nonsense at all, and launched a crazy attack!
Boom boom boom boom!
There was a series of low explosions, and a dozen elites fell out crying and howling.
"Ouyan old dog, Ye bastard, get out of here!" Wang Fan roared angrily, swung his right leg again, and with a series of crackling sounds, countless more people flew out with miserable groans.
Oh my god!
Who did the Wen family offend?
Isn't this too scary?
The remaining elites were all frightened, their eyelids twitched, and they couldn't help but start to retreat in fear.
Even though they had killed people and seen countless blood, at this moment, they felt like they were about to vomit.
Wang Fan is really scary and cruel.
This scene was really too bloody.
The moment Wang Fan entered the Wen family manor, Ou Yan Changhong and Ye Qiuji noticed it.
But just as they were about to go out, they heard Wang Fan's provocative voice.
Ouyan old dog?
Leaf tortoise?
Both of their faces instantly darkened, and they immediately ran out of the villa.
"There is a road to heaven but you don't take it, and there is no door to hell and you break in! Wang Fan, you must die today!" Ou Yan Changhong's face was gloomy, and endless murderous intent suddenly burst into his eyes.
Ye Qiuji also suddenly had murderous intent, and made a gnashing sound in his mouth, "Ye Wangba? Okay, very good!"
"Wang, you killed my senior brother and insulted me, Ye Qiuji. Today, I, Ye Qiuji, will definitely take your life!"
This chapter has been completed!