Fang Xiong led people to the vicinity of his residence and saw the familiar Q5 at a glance.
"Damn, I'm really hiding here!"
Fang Xiong lit the cigarette and took a deep breath. A cold light flashed through his slightly squinted eyes.
This is one of his private residences, and he has a school belle in it, which only costs 200,000 yuan a year. Only a few people in the club know about this, and Wang Yong happens to be one of them.
"Boss, let me lead people to rush in. I promise to kill them and rescue my sister-in-law safely!" Stickman Li Da put his left hand on the car door and was about to go out.
"Save someone? Save who?"
Fang Xiong turned around and glanced at him, his voice cold: "Remember, our purpose is to kill people. Although they were injured by people from Dongxing Society last night, neither Wang Yong nor his assistant are Yong.
Hand. I don’t want to give them another chance to escape because of indifferent people and things, do you understand?”
"Yes!" Li Da froze, but under Fang Xiong's gloomy gaze, he didn't dare to hesitate at all, so he agreed and got out of the car.
Over there, the plier Yao Xinyuan also got out of the car. The two looked at each other and then took the lead and rushed into the villa.
Behind them, more than thirty elite men under Fang Xiong followed. The cold machete, under the sunlight, was filled with murderous intent.
Fang Xiong waited for a while, and then slowly walked in accompanied by four of his confidants.
However, he was stunned as soon as he entered.
I saw Qiao's face pressed tightly against the coffee table in the living room, and on his back, his two legs were resting quietly on it.
The white rhinoceros knife was placed on his neck so casually.
The owner of the knife was holding a teacup and slowly bringing it to his mouth.
"Are you the helper Wang Yong is looking for?" Fang Xiong asked coldly, his eyes quickly looking towards the bedrooms on both sides and the corner of the second floor.
The person who took action was naturally Song Ziyang who was waiting for him here.
"No need to look, it's just me here!" Song Ziyang turned back his hand, with a lazy smile on his lips, and slowly poured the tea cup from Li Da's forehead.
Li Da struggled all over, but that big foot was as big as a mountain. No matter how hard he tried, he couldn't move it at all.
More importantly, he felt the chill on his neck, as if it could fall down at any time.
While it made him feel ashamed and angry, it also gave rise to infinite fear.
"Let me go if you can, let's fight one on one!" Li Da gritted his teeth, but in his heart he cursed Fang Xiong bloody. Grandma, didn't you say that this grandson was seriously injured?
But look at what he looks like now. Can an injured person be so fierce?
"A duel with a dead man? I'm not interested!" Song Ziyang lowered his blade, and Yin Hong's blood seeped directly from his neck.
"Wait a minute!" Fang Xiong twitched the corner of his mouth. Although he was almost furious at Li Da's incompetence, in front of so many brothers, he had to show his attitude. Otherwise, who of the younger brothers below would be able to do it?
Do you sincerely work for him?
"Tell me, how can we let him go?"
Fang Xiong slowly took the cigarette butt out of his mouth, flicked it twice with his left hand, and then threw it towards the ground.
Yao Xinyuan, the plier standing behind Song Ziyang, quietly moved his body, and then with a cold light in his eyes, he swung his knife towards Song Ziyang's back and slashed hard.
Just now, the two sides met each other, and Li Da was restrained before he could even see the person clearly.
For fear of offending Song Ziyang and ruining Li Da's life, he and his men did not dare to act rashly.
At this time, seeing that Fang Xiong had attracted Song Ziyang's attention, and with his hint, he immediately began the long-prepared hunting.
But what he didn't expect was that Song Ziyang seemed to have eyes behind him.
The moment the sword was about to touch his body, he suddenly jumped up.
How did he know that all of Fang Xiong's little schemes fell into Song Ziyang's eyes?
This is simply an opportunity he deliberately gave to the other party, or in other words, an opportunity he created for himself!
He grabbed Li Da with his left hand and pushed it backwards, hitting Yao Xinyuan's long knife before he could catch it!
Poof!
Blood splattered, and Yao Xinyuan was stunned involuntarily!
A cold light flashed in Song Ziyang's eyes, and his murderous intent was strong. His right hand just pierced the spray of blood, and then stabbed directly into Yao Xinyuan's neck.
Woo!
Yao Xinyuan's eyes widened, and he and Li Da stared at each other, their eyes full of disbelief.
The expressions on the faces of the younger brothers beside Fang Xiong changed drastically, they involuntarily choked on their breaths, and their bodies paused.
Song Ziyang took advantage of this opportunity, rose into the air, came to Fang Xiong, and slashed him with his sword.
The white deer rhinoceros knife whizzed down in a semicircle. The blade was only more than a foot long, but it was full of unstoppable dominance!
However, if Fang Xiong can become the second most powerful person in Tianmen, how can he be a person like Yi?
From the moment he entered this room, Fang Xiong was alert to the danger.
When Yao Xinyuan took action, he was even more ready to retreat. Although he, like everyone in the room, did not expect Song Ziyang's counterattack to be so fierce and fierce, with such murderous intent.
But faced with the threat of death, Fang Xiong reacted quickly.
He jerked away, turned to one side, reached out and grabbed a confidant beside him, and pushed him forward.
puff!
As blood spattered, the henchman was pulled out with a cut that was more than a foot long from his chest to his lower abdomen. Fang Xiong took the opportunity and retreated to the door.
"Kill him!" Fang Xiong roared in a sharp voice, and he was frightened. He had been on the road for more than ten years, but in the face of more than thirty people, he still dared to kill people at every turn.
This is the first time I’ve seen the character!
If he had known that the one-armed Tie Feilin actually knew such a terrifying person, Fang Xiong believed that he would never choose to cooperate with Dongxing Society and betray Tianmen!
But now, what's the use of regret?
"A man who pushed his younger brother to the edge of a knife for his own life, is he worthy of being the boss of Tianmen?" Song Ziyang laughed mockingly, and his voice fell on the ears of Fang Xiong's confidants, making them involuntarily turn their attention to the fallen man.
On the companions on the ground.
Song Ziyang followed him like a shadow, passing by several of Fang Xiong's confidants at the door, and the deer rhinoceros knife in his hand swiped at his throat again.
Perhaps remembering that Tie Feilin was brutally murdered because of his betrayal, Song Ziyang's sword was incredibly powerful!
when!
As soon as Fang Xiong raised the folding knife in his hand, a ray of silver light penetrated his wrist, and then the folding knife in his hand flew away.
The white rhinoceros knife slashed into his neck without any hindrance, causing blood to fly.
Song Ziyang stared at Fang Xiong's eyes calmly, with the corners of his mouth raised, but his eyes were as cold as the thousand-year-old ice in the North Pole, so cold that people dared not look directly at him.
"Today, I will use your dog's head to pay tribute to Tiezi's spirit in heaven!"
As he said that, he suddenly exerted force with his right hand, and a big human head was picked up and hit hard on the coffee table of the villa.
The muscles on the faces of many Tianmen disciples were pulsing. But their bodies seemed to be frozen, and no one moved.
"The culprit has been eliminated, leave Tianmen, I will spare you the chance to die!" Song Ziyang walked out without looking back. The domineering figure gradually moved away, but no one dared to move. Only the cold voice was left, speaking to everyone.
Echoes in the ears.
"Oh!" Suddenly, a boy turned around and vomited.
There was also a younger brother who threw away the knife and ran out screaming. For a moment, everyone was in a mess, with people vomiting, urinating, and lying down everywhere. The so-called elite of the society showed their emotions in front of the absolute blood.
What comes out is only more unbearable and cowardly!
Collection, please throw flowers at me, Amen, thank you wolf fans brothers~~