While holding the weapon, Zhang Youyou approached Chen Ximo, and gave instructions to the red-clothed monk:
"Kill him and give you one hundred million!"
"kill!"
The monk in red roared and attacked Mieyang directly.
The moves are very spicy.
"Bang!"
The not-so-simple monk in red kicked out when Zhan Miyang approached.
Three poison darts shot out with their toes.
The offensive is quite fierce.
Only three poisonous darts hit Zhan Miyang's abdomen but fell to the ground.
The kick he kicked was also held by Zhan Miyang with one hand.
After pulling and pulling, the red-clothed monk suddenly became unstable and rushed towards Zhan Mieyang.
Zhan Miyang bounced up instantly.
It suddenly blasted at the monk in red like a cannonball!
The monk in red face looked ferocious and ugly. Although his huge body was unstable, his most basic sense of counterattack was still there.
He did not show any weakness and fisted.
But instead of blocking the Zhan Miyang's offensive, he rushed directly into his chest.
The monk in red suddenly showed a desperate fight of losing both sides.
"Bang--"
Zhan Miyang's eyes were as cold as ever!
The two fists approached and crossed, rushing against each other on each other's chest.
In an instant, the situation suddenly changed.
Visions arise.
The moment the opponent's fist hit him, Zhan Miyang's left hand that had been hidden suddenly raised!
He grabbed the neck of the monk in red.
With a click.
Blood surged.
The monk in red looked unwilling and shook his body and slowly fell to the ground.
He died, but there was still nothing Ye Fan wanted in his neck.
Zhan Miyang couldn't even look at the dead monk, and his body sprung in front of Zhang Youyou.
"Destroy Yang!"
Seeing Zhan Mieyang rushing over, Zhang Youyou subconsciously raised his gun and his eyes were roaring:
"I really didn't kill our mother. I was slandered and I was wronged."
"Don't be confused by Ye Fan, okay?"
She begged: "Don't force me, okay?"
"Kill my mother, plot against Governor Tiemuqing, harm the Zhan family, and want to replace me."
Zhan Miyang roared: "I ordered the killing of me just now, a snake-scorpion woman, I will not trust you anymore."
Zhang Youyou kneeled down with a plop:
"Miyang, you know, I love you so much and care about you so much, how could I want to hurt you?"
"The first time we met, I gave myself to you."
"The second time we meet, I will give you a turnover of 500 million."
"I only have 2 billion in total, and I gave you 500 million in one go, or I don't know your identity."
"Don't this mean that I love you and I care about you?"
"If I had any intention of you, how could I give this?"
"And I never knew Zhan Jingfeng's account, so how could I transfer black money to Governor Temuqing?"
"Everything today is Ye Fan's sow discord against us, avenging Tang Ruoxue to vent his anger on Liu Fugui."
Zhang Youyou begged Zhan Miyang: "You must not be fooled by him."
Zhan Miyang was slightly stunned, his anger was reduced by half.
Zhang Youyou suddenly looked up and shouted to the back: "Ye Fan, don't attack Mi Yang!"
Zhan Miyang subconsciously turned his head.
Just in this gap, Zhang Youyou raised the short gun in his hand and pulled the trigger mercilessly at Zhan Mieyang.
"die!"
"die!"
"Die for me!"
Zhang Youyou shouted wildly and shot wildly.
If Chen Liwan's affairs are absolutely unacceptable, then they will only be alive and dead.
"Bang bang bang--"
The bullet poured on Zhan Miyang like rain.
In a series of impacts, Zhan Miyang's body kept retreating, and there was no blood splattering on his body, but a lot of blood was sprayed out of his mouth and nose.
But Zhan Miyang seemed to be invulnerable to swords and guns. After so many bullets, he could not see blood splattering on his body, but he was just internal injuries and vomiting blood.
This made Zhang Youyou's pretty face change drastically.
Then, she heard the sound of "ho, ho".
This strange voice came from Zhan Miyang's mouth. Although it was not loud, it clearly poured into Zhang Youyou and Ye Fan's ears.
It seemed like the breath of a beast.
Ye Fan smelled a trace of danger.
Zhang Youyou suddenly became uneasy and unknowingly tense up, as if there was something terrible.
She subconsciously looked up at Zhan Miyang's face.
She found that Zhan Miyang's facial features changed suddenly, not only becoming like the glaring King Kong, but also turning golden.
The man seemed to have been applied with a layer of paint, and it was also like he was wearing a close-fitting golden battle suit.
In short, Zhan Miyang gives people the feeling of being invulnerable to swords and guns.
Before Zhang Youyou could react, Zhan Miyang squeezed out a sentence:
"You... deserve to die!"
Then he reached forward and grabbed Zhang Youyou who was about to run away.
Zhang Youyou subconsciously screamed: "Let me go, let me go!"
She also raised her left hand and shot a sleeve arrow.
The sleeve arrow hit Zhan Miyang's head with a sound of slap, and the sleeve arrow hit him in the face and bounced away.
"die!"
Zhan Miyang was completely furious.
The fingers pour out the force.
The next second, with a click, Zhan Miyang directly pinched Zhang Youyou's neck.
At the same time, my thumb pressed suddenly.
With a pounce, blood splattered.
Zhang Youyou died without even screaming.
She stared at Zhan Miyang with her eyes open, and seemed to have never expected that Zhan Miyang would be fine if he was shot so many times.
She didn't expect that Zhan Miyang would kill him like this.
Her last silhouette was Ye Fan who came out from under the table...
"Bastard, it's you!"
At this time, seeing Zhan Mieyang's method of pinching Zhang Youyou to death, Ye Fan shuddered and rushed forward.
Even if Zhan Miyang is not the man in black who killed the Tang Sect master, it will definitely have a huge relationship.
"Wife, I'll make meritorious service for you!"
He picked up the incense burner on the ground and came to Zhan Miyang's back, and directly swung it on Zhan Miyang's head.
With a clang, the incense burner collided with his head.
The incense burner suddenly faded, and Zhan Miyang's body shook, but nothing happened.
How is that possible?
Ye Fan didn't believe in evil, so he smashed it three times again.
As a result, the incense burner completely turned into a piece of scrap iron.
Zhan Miyang always stood there, not only did not fall down, but even blood was not splattered, but only the blood was thicker.
It looks like copper and iron bones.
This is unscientific!
Ye Fan smashed it again.
The incense burner was broken into two pieces.
Zhan Miyang, who suffered continuous blows, turned his head.
His eyes were blood-red, his face was golden, and he had a bloodthirsty aura.
The throat sounded horrible again.
"when--"
Ye Fan was so scared that he threw away the collapsed incense burner:
"I'm sorry, I'm sorry, I've recognized the wrong person!"
"You keep going, you keep going..."
Ye Fan retreated and opened the distance to think about picking up a hot weapon.
Zhan Miyang did not take action, but just stared at Ye Fan who was slowly leaving.
At this moment, the tweeter suddenly replied in for no reason:
"Red clothes, ancient corpses, and tombs of thousands of people, rule the world!"
As soon as he finished speaking, Zhan Miyang's body trembled, and his face was absolutely respectful: "Please instruct!"
The next second, the mechanical sound in the tweeter sounded again:
"Kill Ye Fan!"
Zhan Miyang instantly burst into light and rushed towards Ye Fan like a shell...