The first thousand three hundred and fifteen chapters of the momentum of the world
Ye Fan, Lei Jun, and Yuan Yin slowly walked into the Zhou family compound.
The Zhou brothers were sitting at the messy table, holding two huge machetes in their hands.
There were dozens of gangsters squatting or standing beside them, holding knives and sticks in their hands.
This stretch of more than ten meters seemed as long as centuries.
The cold gazes of the Gang of Three were like needles piercing their hearts, making several brothers of the Zhou family break into cold sweats.
Boss Zhou finally walked to the chair next to the table, gritted his teeth, took out the machete in admiration, thrust it upside down on the table, and shouted: "Lei Jun, Yuan Yin, and you, Ye Fan! Huh, come over here if you have the guts.
!
"Even after so many years, the Zhou family still has deep memories of Ye Fan and the others.
Their names were like being imprinted on their minds and could not be forgotten! The gangsters next to them were all eager to give it a try, but the super luxurious pomp and circumstance of the funeral procession left an indelible shock to their hearts.
For a moment, everyone was in a state of fear and fear. You looked at me, I looked at you, and no one dared to step forward.
Normally, without the boss saying anything, they would have swarmed over.
Just three people walked into the courtyard of the Zhou family. They didn't say anything. They just glanced around coldly, suppressing every trace of the majesty of the six brothers of the Zhou family.
Yuan Yin, Lei Jun's aura has long lost his immaturity, and his composure reveals ferocity.
As for Ye Fan, let alone that.
Eight years ago, he was the main force among the three. In addition, he was young and frivolous, and he could be killed or injured in every move, which was really scary.
In front of the domination of the world by three people, no one dared to speak loudly, even if there were dozens of local gangsters and scoundrels.
"I don't say it twice, except for the Zhou family, everyone else will disappear within three seconds."
Ye Fan stood in front of the table, facing the sharp knife, and gave the first order.
The gangsters of the Zhou family looked at each other, not knowing what to do.
If you want to leave, Boss Zhou and the others are not freeloaders.
Don't leave, this guy looks even more difficult to mess with, even the Zhou brothers are so scared of him.
I heard that he was still the big shot who once conquered Far East Town. Legend has it that Boss Zhou offered cigarettes and tea to these three gangs more than ten years ago to beg for mercy.
What's more, there are thousands of people brought by them outside! If there is a fight, the other party can drown all these little gangsters with just a spit of spit.
For a while, many younger brothers were unable to make a decision, but after all, no one had personally experienced the methods of the "Gang of Three". The fear was not as severe as that of the six brothers of the Zhou family. Although they did not stand out, no one moved their feet.
Three seconds fly by.
Lei Jun turned his head and smiled nonchalantly at Ye Fan and Yuan Yin: "Mr. Wu has been lonely all his life. Let's pack up these little devils and take them all to bury him. He will no longer be alone on the road!
"These brats don't know how to serve others. I'm afraid they will cause trouble for Mr. Wu!"
"Yuan Yin suddenly took out a dark pistol in his hand. It was much smaller than Ye Fan's Desert Eagle, but it was enough to scare those little gangsters.
"Old Yuan, teach them!
"Ye Fan touched his chin and whispered.
"Easy to say!
"Yuan Yin narrowed his eyes, raised his hand and fired three shots at the three smoking gangsters on the side.
"Bang!
Bang!
Bang!
"The unexpected gunshot made everyone's expressions change drastically.
The three young gangsters who were shot looked down at a small blood hole in their arms. They were stunned for four or five seconds before saying, "Ah!
""ah!
"He screamed and wailed.
There was a sudden commotion among the gangsters, and they all retreated to the corner, leaning against the wall without even daring to move.
Oh my god, these three people will shoot if they say they will. Who... are they?
The helpers hired by the Zhou family were convinced by Yuan Yin's three shots and did not dare to show their anger.
Zhou Lao cursed secretly, winked at the brothers, shouted loudly, pulled out his machete, and rushed towards Ye Fan and the others with Zhou Lao Si, Lao Wu and Lao Liu.
Zhou Lao Er and Zhou Lao San found two shotguns from nowhere, loaded them with gunpowder and pointed them at Yuan Yin.
Lei Jun kicked the table over with a side kick, and the remaining vegetable soup, glasses, bones, and plates were thrown at the four Zhou family members who rushed towards them.
Yuan Yin waved his palm, and then fired two shots at Zhou Laoer.
The first shot hit the barrel of the shotgun. The difference in power between regular firearms and rural firearms is so great that they cannot be compared.
I saw a ball of dazzling sparks explode from the shotgun pole, cracking Zhou Laoer's jaw, and the shotgun flew away, hitting the wall ten meters behind him.
The second shot passed across Zhou Laoer's head, shoveling off a piece of scalp. It was as hot as a flame, and the blood flowed like a stream, leaving behind a ridiculous hairstyle.
He emerged from the gap between life and death, his head was blank, his eyes were blurred, and his bones were even cracked.
My wrist, which had begun to swell like a steamed bun, did not feel any pain. The psychological impact was a thousand times greater than the physical impact.
As soon as Zhou Laosan's hand was on the trigger, a soup bowl flew towards him and hit him upside down in the face, the soup covering his eyes.
I only heard two gunshots in my ears, and I was so anxious that I couldn't tell the north, south, east, and west for a while. I turned straight ahead and pulled out the trigger, hitting the nearby crowd.
This shotgun is loaded with gunpowder and iron sand, and its lethality is not very good, but its attack area is large.
Hundreds of grains of iron sand were sprayed out, and the gangsters cried out for their fathers and mothers, hitting seven or eight people.
The gangster in the middle had holes all over his body, sprayed out more than a dozen blood arrows, and slowly fell to the ground.
But he just couldn't die and kept shouting and crying.
Boss Zhou and the others who were rushing in front were stunned. There were gangs of brothers on both sides.
Seeing that they were distracted, Lei Jun took a step forward, lifted up the Eight Immortals Table with all his strength, and threw it at Zhou Laosi and Zhou Laosi.
The Zhou family's Eight Immortals table is made of extremely heavy nanmu. In order to show off in the town, people with a little money usually like to inlay a whole piece of marble on it. The total weight of the whole table is no less than one hundred kilograms.
If it were two years ago, Lei Jun and Yuan Yin would definitely not be so impressive.
Ye Fan secretly gave them the essence of evergreen willow and the spirit of Wuyuan to improve their physique.
In addition, they have been playing in gyms and fighting rooms for so many years, and their strength is increasing day by day, and they are almost touching the threshold of human limits.
Boss Zhou turned around and saw this huge thing rushing towards him, with a strong wind blowing in front of him, and the momentum was amazing.
He jumped back, but it was too sudden and he was too late to avoid it. The corner of the table pressed against the instep of his foot. He immediately dropped the machete in his hand and hugged his foot, whining in pain.
Zhou Laosi, who was also in a sluggish state, was not so lucky. His two thighs were pressed tightly under the nanmu table, and the strong inertia directly smashed his two thighs out of shape.
"ah!
!
!
"Zhou Laosi howled loudly, and within three seconds, a big foot stepped on him.
Zhou Laosi instantly lost his intuition and fell unconscious.
Ye Fan raised his head and glanced at Boss Zhou, who was one meter away, and slowly took his feet back.
I saw that the bones of Zhou Laosi's cheek were completely broken, and all the big teeth on the left side were protruded, raging in his mouth.
Due to the relationship between the body position and the angle of the head, the neck bones were violently hit and misaligned. The mouthful of blood behind the feet drew a strange blood line in the air.
This was not a gentle lesson to an ordinary gangster. Ye Fan used his extreme strength, and Zhou Laosi was disfigured from then on. No matter how high the technology, he could not save him.
"So... so cruel..." Seeing Zhou Laosi's tragic situation, dozens of gangsters secretly felt lucky that they did not take action.
Instead, I hope in my heart that the six brothers of the Zhou family will die early and be reincarnated early. At worst, everyone will go and offer them a stick of incense during the holidays.
Although these birdmen look very arrogant, they only use the power of large numbers to bully the small ones.
Usually when I'm alone and meet an enemy, I don't dare to do anything. Now that I've lost all my advantages, I don't even dare to speak.
Now there are more people than others? Damn, there are thousands of people standing outside, how can they be arrogant? Lei Jun, Yuan Yin, and Ye Fan defeated two members of the Zhou family in the first meeting.
One was Zhou Laoer who had his scalp ripped off and fell to the ground covering his head and screaming, and the other was Zhou Laosi who had been extremely disfigured.
Moreover, the situation is already in this situation before the two parties are really close to each other. How about playing ball next?
Lei Jun looked coldly at Zhou Laosan holding a shotgun, patted the dirt on his suit, and snorted coldly.
"Put down the gun and solve it the way Far East Town did.
Otherwise, our guns are better than yours, and we have more guns than you!
"Lei Jun also showed a pistol in his hand, reaching the level of one pistol per capita with Yuan Yin and Ye Fan.
The three men raised their pistols and pointed them at Zhou Laosan.
Zhou Laosan swallowed, quickly threw the shotgun aside, and picked up a butcher knife.
"Ye Fan, Yuan Yin, Lei Jun!
"Boss Zhou held up the machete with trembling hands and whispered: "We are from the same town as Wu Xue. Even if you outsiders want to help her, there is no need to kill them all, right?"
"I didn't say we were going to kill them all!
"Lei Jun smiled coldly.
"As long as you six brothers and the immortal old man are buried with Old Man Wu, I won't touch the others.
Didn't you see that I only prepared seven snakeskin bags?!
""you!
"Boss Zhou suddenly shouted and slashed at Lei Jun with the machete in his hand.
However, before it was even halfway through, there was a "poof" sound, and a severed hand was shot into the air along with blood mist.
"ah!
"Boss Zhou took a few steps back, covered his wrists with a pale complexion, and began to cry, with tears and snot running all over his body.
"Brother!
"Brother!"
"The faces of the other Zhou brothers changed drastically and they shouted in panic.
Ye Fan played with the folding knife in his hand a few times, slowly retracted it, and inserted the Desert Eagle back into his waist.
"Listen, Zhou family members, you have been sentenced to death and no one can save you.
If you resist blindly, you will be punished more severely!
"You only use a folding knife to cut off the opponent's wrists. What kind of force is this?!
The people present were immediately shocked to the extreme.
Only Yuan Yin and Lei Jun looked natural.
Lei Jun knew that Ye Fan was better at fighting than before, but how good he was remained to be seen.
And Yuan Yin went on a mission with Ye Fan. He saw with his own eyes that Ye Fan could jump twenty or thirty meters high, and he could hit a concrete wall with one punch! It's just a chopping of the wrist, it's not a big deal. If you use all your strength, you should