Ma Yang moved quickly and decisively, giving Meng Fan almost no chance to react.
Meng Fan's eyelids twitched fiercely. He didn't expect that damn guy to fall out against him as soon as he said so.
But the moment the glass shard was about to hit his eyeball, Meng Fan still turned his neck with all his strength, barely avoiding this killing move.
As soon as the blow missed, Ma Yang's eyes flashed even more fiercely, and he instantly pounced on Meng Fan.
"Depend on!"
Meng Fan felt his body sink, and his numb body could not use much strength to avoid it. He was immediately pushed upright by Ma Yang, and he cursed in his heart.
When this guy faced the monster, he looked like a waste, but now he had the courage to attack him, which really exceeded Meng Fan's expectations.
Originally, Meng Fan was not such a waste, but unfortunately he had just fought with the tree demon several times, causing the toxins to enter his body and have not been completely eliminated. Now his limbs are sore and numb, and he can no longer exert much strength.
He was actually knocked down by Ma Yang and pinned to the ground.
Without any skills or tricks, Ma Yang directly hugged Meng Fan and locked Meng Fan's hands with the most primitive brute force.
"Ah... Ma Yang, what are you doing?" Sun Ling didn't hear the movement until then, and reacted suddenly, instinctively rushing to separate the two.
But even at this time, Meng Fan still reluctantly shouted, "Don't come over, guard your door, lest monsters find any loopholes!"
"But……"
Sun Ling was stunned again, looking at Meng Fan who was pinned down by Ma Yang, feeling at a loss.
At this time, Meng Fan had already adapted, took a fierce breath, raised his head, looked at Ma Yang's extremely perverse face, and said expressionlessly,
"Repaying kindness with hatred, is this how you repay me?"
"Haha, why are you so crazy? You have been injured and have become a useless cripple. There is no point in keeping you now. You might as well give me your weapon." Ma Yang was laughing wildly.
, grabbed Meng Fan's neck with both hands, and pressed his entire weight on him.
His expression was as ferocious as that of a demon, with absolutely no sign of remorse. When Meng Fan saw this, he could no longer contain the killing intent in his heart. He simply closed his eyes and quickly mobilized his remaining strength.
Although he was seriously injured and his limbs were paralyzed and it was difficult to move, his ability as a superpower was still there, and secondly, the medicinal properties of the body-enhancing pills were still exerting their force, which had dispelled the numbness in his body.
Ma Yang obviously didn't understand this secret. When he saw Meng Fan closing his eyes on his own initiative, he thought that Meng Fan had given up struggling, so he laughed even harder.
"Stop it, Ma Yang, what are you trying to do? Have you forgotten that Meng Fan is our benefactor?" Sun Ling couldn't stand it anymore and yelled loudly, asking Ma Yang to let go of Meng Fan.
"Bitch, you like him, don't you? You want me to let go of Meng, it's just a dream." Ma Yang didn't care about this and yelled angrily.
It's now.
Taking advantage of Ma Yang's attention being distracted and preparing for Sun Ling to pounce, Meng Fan opened his eyes suddenly, concentrated all the strength in his body on his hands, opened Ma Yang's arms in one go, and then raised his waist sharply.
One.
Ma Yang never expected that Meng Fan could explode with such great power in a desperate situation. He was immediately pushed forward and he exclaimed, "Why are you...ah!"
But Meng Fan never gave him a chance to regret again. He reached out with his left hand, held Ma Yang's bones and joints, and twisted them. He heard a faint click of the joints being dislocated, which made Ma Yang scream.
Meng Fan's eyes sharpened, followed by another one, a head hammer, which directly knocked Ma Yang's nose crooked. He pushed his body against him and got up. His hands firmly clasped his dislocated bones and joints, and continued to use force to push the person.
He was beaten to the ground hard.
boom!
Under this collision, all the bones in Ma Yang's body fell apart, and he immediately spurted out a mouthful of blood and collapsed on the ground, turning into a real dead dog.
Meng Fan leaned his back against the wall and began to pant wildly. After his breathing calmed down a little, he moved his gaze downwards again, fixating on Ma Yang's frightened face.
The medicinal properties of the Zengti Pill continued to dissipate, dispelling the numbness in Meng Fan's limbs and meridians. His eyes became sharp again, like a vengeful hungry wolf, fierce and cruel!
At this time, Ma Yang was frightened and lay weakly on the ground, begging for mercy again and again, "Misunderstanding, misunderstanding... I just want to see if you are really injured, I have no other intention, Meng Fan, you, don't...
ah!"
But before he could finish his words of begging for mercy, he was interrupted by another shrill scream.
Meng Fan chopped down with his foot and crushed his kneecap. He picked up the long knife again with his right hand and said with a sinister expression, "My biggest mistake was that I shouldn't have been soft-hearted to you again and again.
Don’t you like my long knife? Now I’ll show you its power!”
After saying that, Meng Fan turned his wrist and saw a flash of black light. The blade cut off Ma Yang's frantically waving arms. In just one move, Ma Yang's hands were separated from his body. The severe pain completely distorted his facial features.
Bu Shang let out a scream and felt his legs go cold. The second knife swung by Meng Fan directly cut off his hamstring.
"ah!"
Ma Yang was in so much pain that he collapsed on the ground like a dead dog. His whole body was throbbing in pain, but he lost the strength to scream.
And Meng Fan didn't want to hear this guy's voice anymore, so he stretched out his left hand and directly removed his chin. With the clicking sound of bone friction, Ma Yang's wailing suddenly stopped, leaving only the miserable "Wooing" sound.
Called.
Meng Fan did not kill Ma Yang directly, but looked at the other person's painful expression and sneered thoughtfully.
He hadn't figured out how to fight back against the tree demon before, but now, he already had an idea in his mind.
He penetrated Ma Yang's shoulder with a long knife, but without causing him to die immediately. With the tip of the knife, he lifted the person directly into the air. Regardless of Ma Yang's struggle, he walked directly to the warehouse door.
Sun Ling was frightened. Looking at Meng Fan who suddenly reversed the situation, she hurriedly rushed towards him and said, "What are you going to do again? Put Ma Yang down quickly. He has been injured so badly and he has received the punishment he deserves."
"If you still want to live, you'd better stop interfering in my affairs."
Meng Fan was no longer interested in paying attention to Sun Ling. He exerted force on his wrist and inserted the long knife directly into the wall not far from the door with Ma Yang's body. Then he let go of the handle of the knife and fell back to the floor.
Looking at Ma Yang's miserable, distorted facial features, he gave a low sneer,
"The power of the tree demon comes from the absorption of food. It has been severely injured just now, but it has been lying in wait outside and refuses to leave. In addition to being resentful towards me, its bigger purpose is to eat us in order to recover.
own consumption.”
Now, Meng Fan nailed Ma Yang's body to the wall, and the blood oozing from the wound was spreading out along the warehouse door.
The strong smell of blood is a fatal threat to the tree demon. It won't be long before the tree demon hiding in the dark will take the initiative to show up.