Wang Fan was like a lion pouncing on its prey. Taking advantage of the eight people's confusion, Wang Fan rushed in front of them in an instant and struck hard with his right leg.
Bang bang bang bang.
There was a series of dull sounds, and the eight people didn't even have time to push the handle of the knife, and the shield had already been hit.
Under that majestic force, they were all blown away, swaying around, and blood spurted out from their mouths.
A shield can withstand bullets, and it can withstand swords well, but it cannot withstand force.
Wang Fan's leg power was so fierce that they couldn't bear the force.
"Son of a bitch!"
The eight people's faces suddenly turned ugly. While they were gritting their teeth and cursing, fear appeared in their eyes.
They knew they were finished.
If they can form an effective formation and approach slowly, they still have a chance of winning.
But now, they are already lambs waiting to be slaughtered, with no chance of winning at all.
Sure enough, as soon as fear appeared in their eyes, A Biao roared and rushed in front of them like an iron tower.
The wind of the fist danced, creating a hunting sound, and directly smashed through the heads of two people.
The sound of bang bang resounded, and the two people's heads exploded like watermelons, blood and brain matter sputtered out, looking so eerie and terrifying in this night.
A Biao did not give the others a chance to buffer. After blasting the heads of two people, he immediately dodged behind the other six and began to attack from behind.
Without the shield, the elite men of the Meng family were like chopping melons and vegetables in A Biao's hands, and they were simply vulnerable.
In just a few seconds, three more people were knocked out and died tragically on the spot.
In that bloody scene, A Biao felt as if he had returned to the underground arena.
"Ah, I'll fight you!" One person reacted, screamed, threw the shield away, and rushed towards A Biao madly.
Rather than passively waiting for death, it is better to fight to the death and maybe get a chance to survive.
However, compared to A Biao, his strength is really far behind, and it cannot be compensated by working hard.
A Biao grinned, bared his teeth, stepped forward, and rushed straight towards the man.
There was another loud bang, and the man felt as if he had hit a smelly, hard stone. He felt a strong force and was knocked away.
While the man was in mid-air, his bones had already begun to crackle and shatter. After he fell to the ground, he was already short of breath and out of breath.
The last two elite men of the Meng family looked at this scene and their expressions changed greatly. One of them roared and drew out his blade and rushed towards A Biao, trying to use the weapon to deliver a fatal blow to A Biao.
No matter how good his martial arts skills are, he is still afraid of kitchen knives, but he doesn't believe that A Biao is invulnerable.
Whoosh.
The sharp sword light cut through the night sky, blooming bright silver under the moonlight, and slashed towards A Biao.
The sound of wind hunts, the thunder strikes.
A trace of sarcasm flashed in A Biao's eyes, and his body moved sideways quickly.
The blade of the knife struck the ground, making a harsh and sharp sound, and stirred up countless dust.
A Biao took this opportunity and pounced like a wild dragon. His arms as thick as ordinary people's calves reached out and hooked the opponent's neck.
He raised his knee, and with a loud bang, the opponent's sternum was instantly crushed, and a harsh scream came from his mouth.
A Biao lowered his head and smiled cruelly at the other person, then directly broke his neck, ending his pain.
The last elite member of the Meng family was dumbfounded when he saw this scene. He could no longer care about anything else, took out his gun, pointed it at A Biao, and pulled the trigger crazily.
In this case, he is going to die, no matter what kind of bomb or not, accidental injury or not.
He was even eager to hit Wang Fan who was not far away, causing the bomb to explode and kill everyone together.
However, A Biao's actions shattered his illusion, and he saw A Biao holding the man's body forward to block it.
The bullets rained down on the enemy, while A Biao held the enemy in his hand and pressed towards the last elite of the Meng family.
"Don't come over! Don't come over!" The Meng family elite was so frightened that their livers and gallbladders were splitting, and their voices were hoarse.
Ten minutes ago, they were holding shields and had the upper hand. But now, it was A Biao who was holding the shield and forcing him over.
It’s really ten years in Hedong and ten years in Hexi.
Although the human shield in A Biao's hand was not comparable to the shield beside him, at this moment, it was obviously A Biao who was more intimidating.
A Biao didn't speak, and he didn't bother to speak. When he was three or four meters away from the opponent, he suddenly used his hands and smashed the human shield out.
The faces of the elite men of the Meng family changed greatly, and they quickly turned around to avoid, while turning their shields to resist.
However, although he blocked the corpse that A Biao smashed at him, he couldn't help but spit out a mouthful of blood again and fell to the ground.
At this time, A Biao had already smashed out the enemy's corpse, got close to him, and stepped out.
boom!
A Biao's right leg hit the shield hard, and the strong shield actually bent due to A Biao's touch.
Under that fierce force, the bones of the elite Meng family were directly crushed by the shield and turned into blood cakes.
Life is gone, so cruel.
In the car, Meng Qingming and the two looked at this scene, both of them were a little dumbfounded, and their expressions were very ugly.
The Meng family had so many people, so many guns, and even twenty shields. It was really unbelievable that the whole army was wiped out.
Of course, Meng Qingming was not afraid of Wang Fan because of this, he just felt that Wang Fan was shameless.
In his opinion, if Wang Fan hadn't shamelessly used those lottery tickets, beer bottles, gas cans, and charcoal fires, it would have been impossible to deal with these hundreds of elites.
If it were Meng Qingming who stood in Wang Fan's position and used Wang Fan's shameless methods, he could easily win.
"Mr. Meng, should we go down and end it now? This guy is so shameless and cunning. If I don't destroy his majesty, I feel really unhappy."
Xiaojiu looked at Meng Qingming, clenching his fists and gritting his teeth.
Although he didn't care about the life or death of the elite men of the Meng family, no matter how much he and the elite men of the Meng family were on the same front.
Now that he saw that their people were dealt with so badly by Wang Fan and that their entire army was wiped out, how could he swallow this sigh of relief?
"Let's go down." This time, Meng Qingming did not stop him, but agreed, then opened the door and jumped out.
Xiao Jiu was faster than Meng Qingming. Almost as soon as Meng Qingming agreed to take action, he had already jumped out of the car and rushed towards A Biao without looking back.
"You are such a rude man. You wantonly killed the elite men of my Meng family. Did you ask for my consent? Let me meet you now!"
As Xiao Jiu spoke, he had already rushed to A Biao, his fists were dancing, and he launched a swift attack.
Since he was not far away from A Biao in the first place, and because he was going out with all his strength, and A Biao had just killed so many people with thunder, he needed time to buffer, so even if he reacted, he was still a step too slow.
A Biao only had time to raise his arm when Xiao Jiu pressed it down. With a bang, A Biao's jaw tightened and he fell backwards.
His face darkened. If he hadn't reacted in time and tightened his muscles again, he might have broken his arm bones with this punch.
"I thought you were so powerful, but you only have this little strength. It seems you can only bully ordinary people. If you fall into my hands today, you are unlucky!"
Xiaojiu knocked A Biao away with one punch, but she was even more disapproving and did not take A Biao seriously.
He snorted sarcastically, and without any hesitation, he stepped forward again and stepped forward with a sharp kick.
The murderous intention is revealed! A Biao’s face changes wildly!