Zhang Youyou approached Chen Ximo with his weapon in hand and gave instructions to the great monk in red:
"Kill him and give you 100 million!"
"kill!"
The monk in red roared and attacked Mianyang directly.
The moves are very spicy.
"boom!"
The extraordinary monk in red kicked out Zhan Mianyang when he approached.
The toes swished and shot out three poison darts.
The offensive was quite fierce.
However, the three poison darts hit Zhan Mianyang's abdomen but they hit the ground.
The kick was also blocked by Zhan Mianyang with one hand.
Pulling and pulling, the monk in red suddenly became unstable and rushed directly towards Zhan Mianyang.
Zhan Mianyang's whole body bounced up instantly.
Like a cannonball, it suddenly blasted towards the monk in red!
The red monk's face was hideous and ugly. Although his huge body was unstable, his basic sense of counterattack was still there.
He didn't show any weakness and also punched.
But instead of sealing Zhan Mianyang's offensive, it blasted directly towards his chest.
The monk in red suddenly put on a desperate fight that would hurt both sides.
"boom--"
Zhan Mianyang's eyes were as cold as ever!
The two fists approached quickly, crossed each other, and rushed into each other's chest.
In an instant, the situation suddenly changed.
Visions abound.
The moment his opponent's fist hit him, Zhan Mianyang's left hand that had been hidden suddenly raised!
He grabbed the great monk in red by the neck.
There was a click.
Blood surged wildly.
The monk in red looked unwilling, swaying and slowly falling to the ground.
He was dying, but there was still nothing that Ye Fan wanted in his neck.
Without even looking at the dead monk, Zhan Mianyang jumped up in front of Zhang Youyou.
"Destroy Yang!"
Seeing Zhan Mieyang rushing over, Zhang Youyou subconsciously raised the muzzle of his gun, with tears in his eyes:
"I really didn't kill my mother. I was slandered and wrongly accused."
"Can you please not be confused by Mark?"
She begged: "Can you please not force me?"
"Killed my mother, plotted against Governor Temuqing, harmed the Zhan family, and wanted to replace me."
Zhan Mianyang roared: "You even ordered me to be killed just now, you femme fatale, I will never trust you again."
Zhang Youyou knelt down with a plop:
"Mie Yang, you know, I love you so much and care about you so much, how could I want to hurt you?"
"The first time we met, I gave myself to you."
"The second time we meet, I will give you a turnover of 500 million yuan."
"I only have 2 billion in total, and I gave you 500 million at once, even though I didn't know your identity."
"Doesn't this mean I love you and care about you?"
"If I had an intention for you, how could I do this?"
"And I never know Zhan Jingfeng's account, so how can I transfer black money to Governor Temuqing?"
"Everything today is because Mark is sowing discord between us, avenging Tang Ruoxue and venting his anger on Liu Fugui."
Zhang Youyou begged Zhan Mianyang: "You must not be fooled by him."
Zhan Mianyang was slightly startled, his anger lessened by half.
Zhang Youyou suddenly raised his head and shouted to the back: "Ye Fan, don't attack Mieyang!"
Zhan Mianyang turned his head subconsciously.
At this moment, Zhang Youyou raised the short gun in his hand, pointed at Zhan Mianyang and pulled the trigger mercilessly.
"die!"
"die!"
"Die!"
Zhang Youyou shouted wildly and shot wildly.
Chen Liwan's matter is definitely not going to work out, so it's up to you and me to live and die.
"Bang bang bang——"
Bullets poured down on Zhan Mianyang like rain.
In a series of impacts, Zhan Mianyang's body continued to retreat. There was no blood spattered on his body, but a lot of blood spurted out from his mouth and nose.
It's just that Zhan Mianyang seems to be invulnerable. With so many bullets, there is no blood splattered on his body, only internal injuries and vomiting of blood.
This made Zhang Youyou's pretty face change drastically.
Then, she heard the sound of "ho, ho".
This strange sound came from Zhan Mieyang's mouth. Although it was not loud, it clearly flowed into the ears of Zhang Youyou and Ye Fan.
It's like the breathing of a ferocious beast.
Ye Fan smelled a hint of danger.
Zhang Youyou suddenly became uneasy and tensed his nerves unconsciously, as if there was something scary.
She subconsciously looked up at Zhan Mianyang's face.
She discovered that Zhan Mianyang's facial features had undergone a sudden change, not only becoming like the Angry-Eye King Kong, but his skin had also turned golden.
The man seemed to have been smeared with paint, or put on a close-fitting golden battle suit.
In short, Zhan Mieyang gives people the feeling of an invulnerable bronze statue.
Before Zhang Youyou could react, Zhan Mianyang said:
"You...damn!"
Then he reached forward and grabbed Zhang Youyou who was about to run away.
Zhang Youyou screamed subconsciously: "Let me go, let me go!"
She also raised her left hand to shoot a sleeve arrow.
The arrow in his sleeve went straight towards Zhan Mianyang's head, but with a bang, the arrow in his sleeve bounced off his face.
"die!"
Zhan Mianyang was completely furious.
The fingers pour out their strength.
The next second, there was a click, and Zhan Mianyang directly pinched Zhang Youyou's neck.
At the same time, he pressed hard with his thumb.
With a bang, blood splattered.
Zhang Youyou died without even letting out a scream.
She stared at Zhan Mianyang with unblinking eyes, seemingly never expecting that Zhan Mianyang would be fine despite being shot so many times.
She never expected that Zhan Mianyang would kill her like this.
Her last silhouette was Ye Fan emerging from under the table...
"You bastard, it's you!"
At this time, seeing Zhan Mieyang's method of squeezing Zhang Youyou to death, Ye Fan was shocked and rushed forward.
Even if the man in black did not kill the master of the Tang Sect, the battle with Mianyang definitely had a huge bearing on it.
"Wife, I'm here to make a contribution to you!"
He picked up the incense burner on the ground and came to the back of Zhan Mianyang. He picked it up and hit Zhan Mianyang on the head.
I heard a clang sound and the incense burner collided with my head.
The incense burner suddenly deflated, Zhan Mianyang's body shook, but nothing happened.
How can it be?
Ye Fan didn't believe in evil, so he hit it three times.
As a result, the incense burner turned into a piece of scrap metal.
However, Zhan Mianyang always stood on the same spot. Not only did he not fall down, he didn't even splatter blood. Only the blood stains on his mouth and nose were thicker.
Like copper skin and iron bones.
This unscientific!
Ye Fan smashed it again.
The incense burner was broken into two pieces.
Zhan Mianyang turned his head after receiving continuous blows.
His eyes were blood red, his face was golden, and he had a bloodthirsty aura.
His throat roared again.
"when--"
Ye Fan was so frightened that he threw away the collapsed incense burner:
"I'm sorry, I'm sorry, I admitted the wrong person!"
"You continue, you continue..."
Ye Fan backed up and distanced himself, thinking that it would be better to pick up a hot weapon.
Zhan Mianyang didn't take action, just stared at Ye Fan who was slowly leaving.
At this moment, the tweeter suddenly and inexplicably piped in a sentence:
"Red clothes, ancient corpses, thousands of graves, rule the world!"
As soon as he finished speaking, Zhan Mianyang's body trembled, and his face was absolutely respectful: "Please give instructions!"
The next second, the mechanical sound from the tweeter sounded again:
"Kill Ye Fan!"
Zhan Mianyang's light burst out in an instant, rushing towards Ye Fan like a cannonball...
