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Five hundred and twentieth eight chapters the name of the tyrant

(The fourth update is complete, I will kneel down if I urge you to update again.)

A person is completely penetrated by an arm. Perhaps only those present can describe how terrifying this scene is.

An arm completely stained red with blood penetrated from the other person's back...

Like a hell war ghost crawling out of a mountain of corpses and a sea of ​​blood, Mu Fan slowly tilted his head as he looked at Morris's horrified face and smiled sternly.

Only two people could hear the soft voice.

"Isn't it sixty days...You mutants, as many as you come...I will kill as many as you want."

Morris' fat, dull face moved his neck with difficulty. He first looked down at Mu Fan's arm that had penetrated his chest, and then raised his head stiffly.

"Impossible...how can you penetrate me..."

An extremely faint green light flashed from Mu Fan's eyes, and every word came out from Mu Fan's throat.

"Do you think that only you have the power to surpass ordinary people?"



"Do you think this ridiculous mutant ability means you are invincible?"



"I told you, I'm going to tear you apart."



"Then open your eyes and look carefully."

With each word, Mu Fan's arm that pierced the opponent moved up a little.

When the words between the two of them were finished, Mu Fansheng raised the fat man in front of him diagonally in the air.

To be precise, the whole body of this fat bald man was hanging on Mu Fan's arm raised at an angle.

Mu Fan raised his head along with his arms, staring at Morris indifferently with his beast-like red eyes, silently looking at the painful expression on the opposite side where his whole face was distorted by the severe inhuman pain.

Let the other person's blood flow down his arm and onto his body.

This eerie and terrifying scene was so frightening that a girl not far away even vomited directly.

Then the crowd erupted into far more chaos than before.

Bing Su's jaw opened and could not be closed for a long time, her body was shaking.

Such a violent and bloody scene had never been seen in her life.

"Xue, sister, sister, Mu Fan, he..."

I couldn't say a complete sentence for a long time, and I kept repeating myself unconsciously.

Lu Qingxue didn't speak, she just held Bing Su's hand next to her tightly, which was why Bing Su could persist until now and couldn't sit on the ground.

Mu Fan now doesn't look like a normal human being at all, more like a beast that was angered and became bloodthirsty and cruel!

"Ho ho, ho ho..."

Blood foam poured out of Morris's mouth uncontrollably. The fierce light in his mung bean eyes was fixed on Mu Fan who was holding him up below, his face still convulsing.

"The Blood Fang Order is issued, you will die...hehe, hehe...uh."

There was no emotion in Mu Fan's solemn eyes, and he did not utter another word.

All he did was narrow his eyes slightly, and then suddenly pulled out his blade-like arm!

An arrow of blood instantly sprayed from the wound into the sky.

Then his left arm twisted in an instant, and then struck out like electricity.

Weird fluctuations spread from shoulders to fingertips again.

puff!

Morris' huge body just dropped one centimeter and was penetrated by his arm again.

This time it was on the right side of his chest. The fat bald man's green bean-like eyes suddenly widened, and the white eyeballs almost protruded from the sockets.

puff!

Withdrawing his hand, his right hand violently penetrated the opponent's body again, and another blood arrow was shot out.

Morris's body, which could not be injured no matter how hard it was hit, was like a balloon swinging in the wind, being pierced back and forth by a sharp knife.

The crowd in the distance stared blankly at this extremely bloody scene!

Mu Fan's flying finger knives kept piercing and pulling out Morris's body!

Each time, a blood arrow was shot out.

In less than ten seconds... thirty-three consecutive attacks.

Except for the heart on the left side of his chest, Morris's entire body was riddled with holes, but he was still not dead.

Excessive blood loss has turned his face pale. His body was hit in mid-air by the opponent's endless physical energy and strength, unable to fall down at all. He didn't even know how bloody and terrifying his body's condition had become.

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Mu Fan's emotionless face and his repeated attacks finally completely defeated the psychological defense of the fat bald Morris, and endless fear began to grow in his heart.

He finally began to regret...why he volunteered to give this bloody tooth.

"stop!"

Far away, people from the police station had arrived, and they couldn't help shouting when they saw this cruel scene.

Mu Fan happened to take out his right hand at this moment, and Morris's shapeless body was falling from mid-air.

Hearing this call to stop, Mu Fan's eyes were like those of a wolf, and he turned his head slightly. His eyes were cold, indifferent, and ruthless.

The right hand suddenly swept back, like a big bow stretched to the extreme, and the right foot stepped heavily on the ground.

A shock wave exploded from beneath his feet, and Mu Fan's whole body ejected like a cannonball.

In the bloody vision, a red dot appeared directly on the opponent's chest.

The four fingers pierced the air in an instant and plunged directly into the left chest like a precise scalpel.

Wave……

The sound of bubbles bursting is the sound of a heart being penetrated.

Morris's blank eyes were fixed on his face.

The brain that lost its blood supply could still think for a few seconds before it fell into darkness.

The fat bald man in mid-air was pushed through his heart by an arm and pushed for seven or eight meters before he stopped.

A long slate scratch spread from the place where Mu Fan stepped on to the door of the log barbecue restaurant.

On the wooden wall, a bald fat man who was no longer human-like and whose body was riddled with blood and blood was mounted on it, and around the fat man's body, there was a large area of ​​exploding blood.

"Stop, stop, don't move!"

The police officers who rushed in suppressed their fear and tremblingly raised the electromagnetic pistol in their hands and pointed it at Mu Fan.

There were also evidence collectors who followed and raised their cameras.

"hehe……"

A low laugh came, and Mu Fan slowly pulled out his arm that was completely stained with blood, raised his head, and looked at the group of police officers with an indifferent and mocking smile.

"Put your head in your hands, squat down, and follow us back to the police station!" When several police officers saw Mu Fan's delicate face clearly, their hearts became even more frightening.

"I'm a federal reserve officer... I'm right here. If you want to arrest me, go find someone from the army."

With a thud, Mu Fan's arm lost the support, and Morris's heavy body fell heavily to the ground.

After Mu Fan finished speaking, he no longer paid attention to the group of police officers. Instead, he half-crouched down and looked at Morris' unwilling eyes.

"Yeya...hehe, I will kill as many as you come."

The words filled with murderous intent clearly reached the ears of the police officers nearby, as well as the ears of Lu Qingxue and Bing Su.

Mu Fan stood up indifferently, letting the blood that had not yet dried up flow from his fingertips and drip to the ground.

This scene was clearly captured by the camera, and the picture will always be fixed on this unruly figure.

The crowd around them fell silent, not even daring to take a breath at this moment.

They looked at the young man who seemed to be the same age in fear and horror.

The other party's calmness and indifference were now deeply imprinted in their minds like stone carvings.

I am afraid that many years from now I will never forget this shocking scene in Dingchuan.

And the name of Dingchuan as the "tyrant" spread from this moment on.


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