Bai Xiaoren dug his fingers into half of Meng Wei's eyeball, and directly dug it into even more bloody flesh.
Then Bai Xiaoren bit down hard and cracked, the bone between Meng Wei's eyes was shattered, and his other eye was also gouged out.
The blood-stained eyeballs fell to the ground, and blood mist shot out of Meng Wei's empty eye sockets.
It looks so scary and spine-chilling.
Even if Meng Wei was not afraid of pain, he still couldn't bear this kind of severe pain.
He couldn't bear it any longer, let go of Bai Xiaoren, covered his eyes with his hands, and screamed miserably.
The screams were like the wails of ghosts at night, making people's scalp numb.
Bai Xiaoren didn't waste the opportunity. He endured the sting, pulled out a sharp dagger from his waist, and stabbed it into Meng Wei's throat.
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With the sound of a knife cutting into flesh, Meng Wei's screams suddenly stopped, and then he fell to the ground.
The night wind is still blowing.
But at this moment, the entire space became mysteriously silent.
Whether they were Meng Mo's elite or Bai Xiaoren's subordinates, they all felt an indescribable chill when they looked at Bai Xiaoren, who was covered in blood and extremely cruel.
Bai Xiaoren is really too ruthless and cruel.
He is not only cruel to himself, but also cruel to his enemies.
Some people say that Meng Wei is not afraid of death or pain, but in their eyes, Bai Xiaoren is even more unafraid of death or pain than Meng Wei.
Having a broken spine is equivalent to losing half a life. Under such circumstances, Bai Xiaoren can kill the Meng Wei crazily. How much endurance does this require?
Bai Xiaoren slaughtered two Meng Wei and finally fell to the ground.
He resisted not letting himself lie down. After taking two deep breaths, he looked at the other Meng Mo elites and said, "Kill! Kill them for me! Leave no one behind!"
There was only killing intent in his eyes, only crazy killing intent!
After receiving the order, Bai Xiaoren's men were startled and became crazy again, shouting to kill and rushing towards Meng Mo's elite.
They all put on a desperate posture.
Meng Mo Elite is not Meng Wei. They cannot ignore pain or fear.
Looking at the extremely cruel Bai Xiaoren, and then looking at Bai Xiaoren's subordinates who were as desperate as Saburo, they couldn't help but feel chills in their hearts.
Be timid before fighting, and your momentum will fall to the bottom.
In the villa, Meng Duzhong looked at this scene and punched the glass coffee table in front of him into pieces.
"Son of a bitch, bastard, trash! Bai Xiaoren is already half dead, what else is there to be afraid of? Trash, really trash!"
He cursed loudly, "Bai Xiaoren, you were able to kill two of my Meng Guards, you are so talented! I want to see if you can kill the third person."
Meng Duzhong said and gave the order again, "Send another Meng Guard up and kill Bai Xiaoren!"
He had already forgotten about keeping Bai Xiaoren alive. When he saw the two Meng Guards being killed by Bai Xiaoren, he was already furious.
These Meng Wei are all trump cards, and they are specially sent to deal with Wang Fan.
Now, without even seeing Wang Fan's shadow, Bai Xiaoren killed two people and even aroused the morale of Bai Xiaoren's men. How could this be possible?
Bai Xiaoren is so powerful and difficult to kill, but what about Wang Fan who is ten times and a hundred times more powerful than Bai Xiaoren?
Thinking of Wang Fan, Meng Duzhong's face suddenly turned ugly, "By the way, where is Wang Fan, why is he missing?"
He suddenly felt uneasy.
Previously, he could still see Wang Fan on the surveillance screen, but in the blink of an eye, Wang Fan disappeared?
Mo Mingliu, Bo Jiang and others looked at each other and said they had not noticed.
"Send the order and put everyone on alert. Especially Meng Wei who is ambushing in the villa. Tell them to brace themselves. Wang Fan is probably sneaking over."
When Meng Duzhong saw everyone shaking their heads, he felt even more angry and couldn't help shouting.
Everyone knows that to capture the thief first, capture the king. When the enemy is outnumbered, Wang Fan will most likely sneak into the villa to deal with them.
"Also, let the snipers prepare for sniping. Once Wang Fan comes into sight, shoot and kill him!"
Meng Duzhong issued instructions one after another, striving to be foolproof.
However, a piece of bad news soon came back, "Mr. Meng, it's bad, the sniper has lost contact."
"What?" Meng Duzhong's face changed drastically after hearing this.
The sniper is the main force and key tonight. If something happens to the sniper, what will happen?
No matter how stupid Meng Duzhong was, he could still guess that the sniper was probably in trouble, so he yelled crazily,
"Send thirty Meng guards into five groups to check the sniper's position. The rest will guard the villa. Once Wang Fan is found, the rest will kill him directly."
"Yes!" The confidant took the order and left.
Meng Duzhong's guess was correct, Wang Fan was indeed dealing with the snipers and gunmen hiding in the dark.
These snipers are a huge threat to Wang Fan and Bai Xiaoren, and there is no guarantee when they will launch a cold attack. If they are not dealt with, Wang Fan will not be able to feel at ease, and tonight will be even more dangerous.
Wang Fan is like a ghost in the night, relying on his keen perception and impressive speed to continuously harvest the lives of sniper gunners one after another.
As a former soldier, he was naturally familiar with the places where sniper shooters might be hiding in the dark, so he felt no pressure to kill.
This was also the reason why he failed to appear in front of Bai Xiaoren at the first time and help Bai Xiaoren kill the enemy.
Wang Fan circled around the villa three times, and finally breathed a sigh of relief after he was sure that all the snipers and hidden gunmen were eliminated.
He found a place to lurk, and set up a dozen weapons he had collected.
At the same time, another Meng Wei dodged out of the crowd and ran directly towards the seriously injured Bai Xiaoren.
Bai Xiaoren looked at Meng Wei and his expression turned ugly.
With his current strength, he is no longer able to compete with this Meng Wei.
Not to mention this Meng Wei, even those Mo Meng elites might not be able to compete with him.
Looking at Meng Wei, who was getting closer and closer to him, Bai Xiaoren suddenly grinned.
He took out his sidearm.
In the important place of the capital, things like guns cannot be used unless they are used. After all, they are too sensitive.
In addition, the people on Meng Mo's side didn't use guns, so Bai Xiaoren didn't move.
The enemy is outnumbered, and in hand-to-hand combat, it is still possible to fight our way out and win. However, if it is a gun battle and combined with Meng Wei's pressure, Bai Xiaoren and his group will be defeated even faster.
But now, Bai Xiaoren can no longer care so much about life and death threats.
No matter whether he could shoot Meng Wei or not, he would use the gun.
After all, if he used the gun, he might survive or live a little longer, but if he didn't use the gun, he would die now.
Bai Xiaoren will still choose this kind of multiple-choice question.
However, he had just raised his gun and before he had time to pull the trigger, suddenly, there was a loud bang in the distance.
Immediately afterwards, Bai Xiaoren was shocked to find that the Meng Wei who rushed towards him had fallen down.
A bloody hole was punched in Meng Wei's forehead, half of his head exploded, and he was too dead to die.
"Wang Fan?" Bai Xiaoren looked at this scene. He was stunned at first, and then his expression was shocked.
He was also thinking about why Wang Fan didn't show up yet, and he even wondered for a while whether Wang Fan saw that the situation was not good and just ran away.
But now he knew that the reason Wang Fan didn't show up was to deal with the snipers.
Bai Xiaoren secretly felt ashamed that he had stolen the heart of a gentleman with a villain's heart.
"Brothers, our reinforcements are here, and so is Mr. Wang. Kill them, kill them hard." Bai Xiaoren roared at the remaining men.
He did not dare to say that Wang Fan was the only one, as that would damage morale.
Perhaps in order to match Bai Xiaoren's words, gunfire rang out in the dark again, and then Bai Xiaoren's men saw that the elite Meng Mo fell down one after another.
Almost all of them were shot in the head and shot to death.
In just the blink of an eye, at least a hundred Meng Mo elites were shot dead here.
Wang Fan was like the god of death in the darkness, staring coldly at the Meng Mo elites in the distance, constantly pulling the trigger to harvest their lives.
He had already used up more than a dozen bullets, and now he only had the last one left.
Just when Wang Fan was about to shoot out the last bullet in one go, his expression suddenly changed.
He smelled a dangerous aura and turned around, only to see six young men with powerful auras and murderous intent surrounding him.