Nakamura Huaxiong's eyes were fixed on Zhang Fan. Then, he looked at the few survivors on the big island country and asked in disbelief: "This... elixir was really made by Zhang Fan?"
A group of people who had already fallen into despair were brought back to reality by Nakamura Kao.
They glanced at Zhang Fan, and the look of despair on his face became even stronger.
Yes, Zhang Fan is still a pharmacist!
Coupled with the combat power that can kill everything instantly...
Forget it, forget it, forget it, die, anyway, life is worse than death.
Immediately, a group of people lay directly on the ground and closed their eyes.
"Zhang Fan, no more ink marks, come on, give me a good time, if there is an afterlife, we will never see each other again!"
His speaking voice was also weak.
It was completely different from the fear before.
If there really is a next life, no one would want to meet Zhang Fan, a bitch like him.
As for Nakamura Hanao, seeing this scene, he became furious.
His face was extremely ferocious.
"Tell me, Zhang Fan is a pharmacist, isn't he?"
Nakamura Huaxiong roared, he staggered to a person's side, bent down, and grabbed the person's collar, his bloodshot eyes almost seemed to burst out.
"Lord Nakamura, run away, there is nothing I can do. Before you guys came, that guy Zhang Fan defeated Francolo's disciples, not with force, but with alchemy." The man who was captured by Hanao Nakamura
, said weakly.
Upon hearing this, Nakamura Hanao's hand suddenly loosened, and his whole body felt as if he had been struck by lightning.
Franco, how could he not have heard of it?
Because this person is on their must-kill list for assassinating ninjas, and his ranking is very high.
"How is it possible! How is it possible!" Nakamura Hanao sat on the ground slumped and yelled crazily.
How could Zhang Fan, whom he regarded as a lamb, still be a pharmacist?
At this moment, Nakamura Kao almost went crazy.
Seeing this scene, Chehou and a group of people who were lying on the ground watching the show also got up from the ground.
Seeing corpses scattered everywhere, their hearts were not only shocked, but also shocked.
Thousands of people died like this?
The most important thing is that this guy died too quickly.
Apart from anything else, even if there were thousands of pigs left standing for them to kill, they wouldn't be able to kill them so fast even if they cut them one by one.
Numb, that guy Zhang Fan is not a human being!
"Boss, you agreed to help us kill monsters and level up?"
Mu Chenfeng looked resentful.
Because compared to Li Yu, Di Xile and the others, he has the highest strength.
Only he can compete with someone at the peak of An Jin.
Otherwise, why would he come to the battlefield with gauze wrapped around his body?
But now, I am still playing tricks.
Zhang Fan raised his hand, pointed at Nakamura Huaxiong and said, "Here, I leave this for you."
"hehe……"
Mu Chenfeng's face immediately turned dark.
He knows how perverted Nakamura Kao is.
Although he was injured by Zhang Fan, he was not someone who was in the middle stage of Dark Strength and could just attack him at will.
Even if his current strength has reached the peak of Anjin, he doesn't want to fight with Nakamura Hanao.
After all, he is not one of those perverts from the ninja killing force of the big island nation.
People start training to kill at an early age.
But the next moment, Mu Chenfeng's eyes fell on the group of people who had survived.
Nakamura Huaxiong is no match for this group of people...
What an excellent opponent.
In an instant, Di Xile, Li Yu and the others also reacted.
Seeing the fighting spirit of Di Xile and the others, countless people on Chehou's side had darkened faces.
What are you doing?
You guys at the SS level still want to reach the peak level of Anjin?
Are you thinking too much?
At this moment, the tips of Zhang Fan's ears suddenly moved.
He turned around suddenly and looked into the distance.
In the far distance, groups of figures were passing by quickly. The speed was very fast, and it was not at the level that An Jin could reach.
But it was too far. The distance of the reconnaissance skill was only two hundred meters. Zhang Fan was completely unable to determine who this group of people were.
"Could it be that they are secretly masters from other national teams? Just like Nakamura Hanao and others?" Zhang Fan became confused.
Sensing something strange about Zhang Fan, the group of people behind the car also looked over.
"Huh? Aren't they Mingjin experts from the German team? I've seen them at the base." Someone suddenly said.
Hearing this, everyone in Chehou became nervous.
"Masters of Ming Jin? How come they appear on the battlefield of Dark Jin?"
"What the f*ck is going on?"
But after thinking about it carefully, countless people reacted again.
This group of people must be coming for Zhang Fan.
Combined with the previous movements here, this is definitely the case.
"Hey, are those people at the base so shameless?"
"MMP, people of Ming Jin level come to An Jin battlefield, how can they play this?"
Angry curses also sounded out.
At the same time, Che Hou was also a little flustered.
For a person of Ming Jin level, it's okay! It's not that exaggerated. After all, Zhang Fan is here now!
But what they are worried about is that the people at the base are completely shameless. Since people at the Mingjin level can come to the Anjin battlefield, what about the people at the Gangqi level?
You know, there are so many people at the Gangqi level over there at the base.
A national team will have at least a dozen Gangqi-level beings moving bricks at the base.
Gang Qi is not a rookie at the Ming Jin level. Even if Zhang Fan can kill a Gang Qi level being, it must be very difficult.
At that time, could Zhang Fan still take care of them?
At this moment, the faces of the group of people in Chehou were extremely gloomy.
"Zhang Fan, what should we do? Mr. Long is not here, and the people at the base have gone crazy." Che Hou said in a low voice.
Zhang Fan's eyes also turned cold: "Don't worry, as long as there is no Gang Qi level, I will bury as many Ming Jin as there are."
shameless?
Haha, then you have to pay the price of being shameless.
A flying knife suddenly appeared in Zhang Fan's hand.
Looking at the flying knives produced by the weapons workshop, Chehou and the others felt a lot more at ease.
At the same time, a group of people who were lying down and preparing to die suddenly opened their eyes.
"Master of Ming Jin?"
Swish, brush, brush!
A group of people immediately jumped up from the ground.
Looking at the figures rushing towards them in the distance, a group of people showed expressions of joy and ecstasy on their faces.
Before, it was because they couldn't escape at all.
After all, Nakamura Hanao and the others were stunned by their explosive fighting power. How could they escape from Zhang Fan's hands?
And now!
The one who came was a strong man of Mingjin level.
Instead, at a glance, there were more than forty people.
Among them, there is no shortage of strong men with peak Mingjin.
There is help!
In an instant, a group of people started shouting.
"Help!"
Hearing this voice, the figures of a group of Ming Jin masters who came over also froze.
The next moment, they saw the sea of blood.
At this moment, countless people felt a chill in their hearts.