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The sound of gunfire was loud and deafening.
Wang Fan fired eight bullets at the eight tough men.
The eight tough men fired countless bullets at Wang Fan.
The bullets formed a barrage, and the scene was very spectacular and shocking.
The high-temperature bullets fired from the barrel seemed to have turned the entire bar into a sauna.
Hearing the sound of gunshots, the bar patrons looked for cover or fell to the ground.
Bullets have no eyes, and everyone is afraid of being affected.
But even so, some people were hit by stray bullets.
"ah!"
A voluptuous girl was shot in the thigh, and dazzling blood spurted out. She fell to the ground and let out a piercing scream.
"Um······"
A young man was hit in the shoulder by a bullet and groaned miserably after falling to the ground.
Seven or eight others were even worse, with bullets directly piercing their heads or hearts and dying miserably immediately.
The scene was filled with blood and chaos.
However, those who were lucky enough to survive were all dumbfounded when the gunfire stopped and they raised their heads again.
I saw the eight fierce men who fired the guns, all falling to the ground without saying a word.
Their death conditions were very similar, that is, their heads were beaten into bloody gourds.
One shot to the head!
Seeing this scene, the atmosphere in the entire bar became quiet, as if even the air had become stagnant.
The way they looked at Wang Fan again became different. This man was really unbelievable. Not only was he powerful in terms of force, but his marksmanship was even more sharp.
One shot to the head, eight shots to the head, what is this concept?
The two men with bald heads and beards whose arms were torn off by Wang Fan and fell to the ground could not help but swallow a mouthful of saliva, and cold sweat had soaked their backs.
Fortunately they didn't use their guns, otherwise, I'm afraid they would have become one of the dead.
Looking at the eight companions who died tragically, they all seemed to feel that the pain on their bodies was not so painful anymore.
Although Qinghua had anticipated this ending, he was still a little disappointed when he saw it happen with his own eyes.
It seemed that he couldn't escape today's disaster, he had to face it.
He hated the bald beard in his heart, but it didn't help at all.
"Huh, you're playing with a gun with me, and you don't even know what you are." Wang Fan blew into the hot muzzle of the gun, snorted disdainfully, and then continued to walk slowly towards Qinghua.
As for those guests who died, Wang Fan didn't have any sympathy in his heart.
Not to mention that those people were killed by Qinghua's subordinates, so what if they were killed by him?
He has experienced this kind of thing here. Even if these people don't leave and watch the show, they deserve to die. What's more, how many good people are hanging out in the Silver Triangle and hanging out in this bar?
Qinghua looked at Wang Fan who was approaching slowly, with only despair in his eyes. He gritted his teeth and spoke with difficulty, "Brother, if you have something to say, please tell me. I just ask you not to kill me."
"If you want money, tell me the amount. As long as I can come up with it, I will definitely give it. If you want me to help you with something, as long as I can do it without violating the principles, I will try my best even if I have to go through fire and water!"
Qinghua had no choice but to give in.
There is a saying that it is better to live than to die. He, Qinghua, is not very old yet, has a lot of money that he has not spent, and a lot of girls that he has not slept with, so he does not want to die.
When Wang Fan heard Qinghua's words, he almost couldn't help but kick him.
Isn't this fucking funny that a guy who has been wandering around the Silver Triangle and has slaughtered countless innocent creatures actually talks to him about principles?
However, Wang Fan, who originally wanted to kill Qinghua directly, changed his mind after hearing Qinghua's words. Qinghua was greedy for life and afraid of death, and had a high status in the Huahu Club, so he could take advantage of it.
Thinking of this, Wang Fan immediately said, "You have money, right? Well, one billion, I will give you three hours. If you don't get the money within three hours, I will kill you."
"But in order to prevent your Huahuhui troops from coming over, I think it is necessary for me to take you away from here."
Wang Fan said, waving to Mu Qianxin in the distance, then picked up the blue and white flowers and left the bar.
Looking at Wang Fan, who was carrying the blue and white flowers like a little chicken, those customers who dared to block the way stepped aside one after another.
Oh my god, Qinghua is a man weighing 1,780 pounds. He was actually carried by Wang Fan like a little chicken. It seemed effortless. This...
After Wang Fan left the bar with Qinghua in hand, he made several turns and made sure no one was following him, then took him to the Black Wolf Mercenary Group.
Qinghua's expression changed drastically as she watched this scene, "Didn't you ask me to raise money? Why did you bring me here?"
The Black Wolf Mercenary Group is Chu Xiaosheng's territory, how can Qinghua not be afraid?
Once he enters the Black Wolf Mercenary Group, he may never come out again in his life.
"Do you have the right to decide where I will take you? If you don't want to die, just shut up!" Wang Fan glanced at Qinghua coldly, and Qinghua immediately dared not say anything anymore, and her heart felt like it was falling into an ice cellar.
After he calmed down a little, his face suddenly changed as if he thought of something, "You want me to betray Mo Longtou? You want me to help you deal with the Huahu Club?"
For Qinghua to be able to survive to this point and survive to this day, it is definitely not a stupid thing. He thought of this at the first time.
Wang Fan sneered, "It seems you're not stupid. You even thought of this. I thought you wanted me to remind you."
As soon as Wang Fan said this, Qinghua immediately shook his head, "I can agree to everything else, except betraying Mo Longtou."
His head was shaking like a rattle, and there was only fear in his eyes, "Mo Longtou is really terrible, I dare not betray him. If you really want me to do that, then you might as well kill me directly!"
Very decisive.
And it was obvious from his eyes that he was really afraid of Mo Longtou and it was not just a show.
Wang Fan sneered, "Mo Longtou is scary, am I not scary? It doesn't matter, you don't have to agree, but I will let you know that I am ten thousand times scarier than Mo Longtou."
Wang Fan said, knocked the guy unconscious with a slap, and carried him into the Black Wolf Mercenary Group again.
"Young Master Wang."
"Young Master Wang."
When the people from the Black Wolf Mercenary Group saw Wang Fan, they greeted him respectfully.
Obviously, they knew about Tuma's rebellion, and they also knew that Wang Fan saved Chu Xiaosheng's life.
Wang Fan waved his hands at them and carried the blue and white flowers to Chu Xiaosheng's residence.
"Brother Wang Fan."
"Young Master Wang."
When Chu Xiaosheng and Xiao Wu saw Wang Fan coming back, they quickly stood up with smiles on their faces.
After experiencing Tuma's rebellion, they truly regarded Wang Fan as their benefactor.
But soon, Chu Xiaosheng saw the blue and white flowers, and his eyes suddenly turned cold, "Blue and white flowers?"
He was very shocked, as if he had never expected that Wang Fan just went out for a walk and came back with such a big fish.
"Yes, he is Qinghua." Wang Fan smiled and nodded, "Brother Chu, help me find a room and let him stay for two hours. I will make him our trump card against Mo Qingyao."
"Okay." Chu Xiaosheng didn't talk nonsense and made arrangements immediately.
Wang Fan threw Qinghua into the arranged room, just pricked him with a few needles, and then left.
He believed that Qinghua could not withstand his methods.
Chu Xiaosheng was a little confused. He tortured Qinghua and made Qinghua rebel. Shouldn't he be with Qinghua? What did Wang Fan mean by leaving?
But he didn't ask any more questions.
Three minutes later, Chu Xiaosheng, who was chatting with Wang Fan, suddenly heard Qinghua's screams.
Five minutes later, the screams were already louder.
Ten minutes later, Qinghua's voice weakened, but became hoarse. Listening to Qinghua's hoarse moan, Chu Xiaosheng's whole body felt numb, and he seemed to feel the pain that was worse than death.