The wild laughter stopped suddenly. Wang Yu, who was originally immersed in joy, trembled. He turned back in disbelief and fixed his gaze on a cold and numb face. His facial features suddenly turned to stone, showing an expression as if he had seen a ghost.
"Why aren't you dead yet? I just saw you being..."
What appeared behind him was a face that Wang Yu could never imagine.
It's actually Meng Fan!
Hasn't this guy been killed by a monster?
"If you don't act more realistically, how could you fall into my trap?"
Looking at Wang Yu's dull, petrified face, Meng Fan smiled, a cold and cruel smile. The five fingers on Wang Yu's shoulders suddenly exerted force, and there was only a "click" sound. Wang Yu's shoulder blades shattered, and his hands immediately
He hung down softly, and suddenly he let out a scream of pain,
"Ah...what are you going to do? Stop it!"
"childish!"
Meng Fan continued to sneer, moving his fingers down along his bones and joints, grasping his elbow, using both hands at the same time, and forcefully broke it. The intense pain of joint dislocation immediately made Wang Yu let out a continuous scream.
Wail.
Everything was so sudden. Wang Yu, who was immersed in joy, never expected that Meng Fan was still alive, and took advantage of his most careless moment to suddenly launch a sneak attack.
His ability was not weaker than Meng Fan's, and was even much higher than his opponent's. However, the sudden change made him completely unable to adapt. The only thing he could do was to stare blankly, watching his arm being forcibly twisted by Meng Fan.
Lose.
Wang Yu's abilities were mainly concentrated on his hands. Now that the joints of his arms were crippled, he was already like a useless person. Before he could react, Meng Fan hit the back of his head hard with another head cone.
Lift up Wang Yu's whole body and throw it heavily to the ground.
The whole process takes less than a second.
It wasn't until his back hit the ground hard that Wang Yu finally realized how big of a trap he had been!
"Bunny, you..."
The pain of having his arm wasted made Wang Yu furious. His pale face was bloodless. His roar only lasted half before he spat out a mouthful of old blood.
Meng Fan flew up with a kick and hit the guy's throat. He heard a faint "click" sound. Wang Yu's face became even more painful. He covered his throat and shrank to the ground with a livid face. It was difficult and painful.
The cough doesn't stop.
After all this was completed, Meng Fan panted heavily, stopped all movements, and stood condescendingly in front of Wang Yu, admiring the other person's expression like a dead dog, and raised his chin coldly,
"The feeling of falling from the clouds into a deep valley must be very unpleasant, right?"
Wang Yu didn't speak. Meng Fan's kick shattered his throat and damaged his vocal cords, causing Wang Yu to lose the ability to speak.
The only thing he could do now was to lie on the ground helplessly, staring at Meng Fan with his eyes wide open in disbelief.
Meng Fan obviously knew what this guy wanted to say, so he slowly squatted down and said, "You must be curious, why I, who should have been seriously injured and died, still have the strength to get up and plot against you?"
"Huh..." Wang Yu nodded with difficulty, trying hard to speak, but could only spit out a mouthful of blood.
Meng Fan smiled and said, "Actually, the reason is very simple. The abilities I have evolved are different from those of most superpowers. No matter how seriously injured I am, as long as I don't die immediately, I can quickly recover my physical strength."
After saying that, Meng Fan calmly stretched out his hand and planned to lift Wang Yu up, but a woman's exclamation came from behind,
"Meng Fan, what are you two doing? Stop it."
"It's this woman again..."
Meng Fan was stunned for a moment. He didn't even need to look back to guess who the person who made the low cry was. He shook his head helplessly and finally stopped torturing Wang Yu.
Soon, the sound of footsteps approached, and Xia Xi had already dragged her exhausted steps to Wang Yu. Looking at the figure lying motionless on the ground like a dead dog, she let out another scream, "Ah... Meng Fan, look at it."
what have you been doing."
She pounced directly on Wang Yu, and planned to use her medical knowledge to treat his wounds.
Meng Fan looked at all this coldly, "You'd better save some energy, this guy is already useless."
Xia Xi glared at Meng Fan and asked sternly, why?
Meng Fan shrugged calmly, "Because he is my enemy, and the purpose of coming back this time was to avenge him."
After saying that, Meng Fan shifted his gaze again, looked at Wang Yu's face that was so pale that there was no blood, and said word by word, "From the moment you bullied others and kicked me towards the zombies, I will fight you."
Make up your mind, as long as you don't die, I will never let you have an easy time."
"What did you say?"
Wang Yu's vocal cords were damaged and there was no reply. On the contrary, Xia Xi, who was trying to treat Wang Yu's injuries, twitched her brows again after hearing these words.
Meng Fan raised his chin and said, "I didn't expect that this guy who seems to be elegant and has always presented himself as a male god is actually a narrow-minded guy with a vicious personality."
"No, it's impossible. There must be a misunderstanding here. Wang Yu wouldn't do this!"
Xia Xi looked unbelieving and shook Wang Yu's shoulders vigorously, trying to confirm with him whether these words were true or false.
But at this time, Wang Yu, apart from lying on the ground like a dead dog, had lost all reaction. Facing Xia Xi's series of questions, he could only look away sinisterly without any expression.
It is precisely because he did not express anything that it further reflects his guilty conscience.
"Wang, it doesn't matter if you don't admit it. At this point, you should pay the price for your actions."
Meng Fan's eyes were sinister as he silently picked up the iron rod on the ground and was about to knock it down on Wang Yu. However, Xia Xi's face turned pale and she directly blocked Wang Yu with her body and said loudly,
"No, even if Wang Yu really has something wrong with you, he has been punished now. Meng Fan, just think of me as begging you, for my sake, please spare his life!"
"Haha, you think too highly of yourself. Why should I give up revenge on him just because of your words?" Meng Fan laughed again and shook his head, his expression still indifferent.
"you……"
Xia Xi was suddenly speechless. She stared blankly at Meng Fan's face, which was becoming increasingly cold. She gritted her teeth and said,
"Wang Yu is not alone. There is a family force behind him. Just yesterday, Wang Yu contacted those people. It won't be long before his family will send people to come here and pick up all the survivors.
If you kill him now, his family will never let you go!"
Is there such a thing?
After hearing Xia Xi's reply, Meng Fan was stunned for a moment, looked at Wang Yu's vicious face again, and fell into deep thought.