Ning Fan and Zhao Jinsong did meet once.
At the beginning, Lin Chuan's test for Ning Fan was to injure Huizi.
Ning Fan knew that with his own strength, he could not hurt Huizi.
So, he immediately went to Zhao Jinsong to ask about the price.
Now think about it…
It seemed like a long time had passed.
Zhao Jinsong probably never dreamed that the boy in front of him was already the captain of [Wild Dog House].
"Come on, kid, we're busy here! We don't have time to entertain you!"
Zhao Jinsong waved his hand to send Ning Fan away.
Ning Fan's gaze turned behind him.
A few members had just moved half of the supplies, and when they saw that the person coming was a teenager, they were too lazy to hide.
"Those things are mine."
Ning Fan raised his hand and pointed at the medicine in one of the members' arms.
Zhao Jinsong was stunned.
Several members also became cautious at the same time.
This batch of supplies is very difficult to handle!
If this gets out, no one can guarantee there won't be any trouble.
"What do you mean, kid?"
Zhao Jinsong's face darkened, his eyes widened, and his hand was already on the machete at his waist.
It's just a small kid, just scare him.
However, before he could figure out how to scare...
Ning Fan took action!
The broken sword passed by with an afterimage.
Zhao Jinsong's face froze.
He felt a little cold on his neck.
But soon, it became a little warmer.
“Ah…ah…uh…”
Zhao Jinsong wanted to speak, but as soon as he opened his mouth, he felt like something was stuck in his throat.
It's blood.
puff!
A blood mist spurted out from Zhao Jinsong's neck!
thump!
Zhao Jinsong knelt on the ground, holding his neck tightly with both hands, trying to stop the blood from flowing out.
But this is completely useless.
Blood flowed down his hands and soaked his sleeves.
Then, the collar of his shirt also turned bright red.
Ning Fan walked past him, and was concerned about his struggle...
Disdainful.
The surrounding members of the [Zhanfeng Group] were dumbfounded.
As practitioners, they have seen murder before.
But even so, the scene before them had a great enough impact on them.
They had never seen anyone so indifferent when killing someone.
From beginning to end, Ning Fan didn't even blink.
Those eyes didn't have the legendary coldness.
Empty, indifferent, and emotionless.
Bang!
Zhao Jinsong fell to the ground, with large amounts of blood spreading from under him, forming a pool of blood.
And this voice finally woke everyone up.
"You fucking..."
The man in the windbreaker lifted his coat and prepared to take out the weapon at his waist.
Ning Fan leaned forward slightly.
With one step, he came in front of the man in the windbreaker.
The broken sword is sent out again!
Pierce the neck of the man in the windbreaker!
The man in the windbreaker stiffened.
Ning Fan retracted his arm.
Draw the sword.
Shedding blood.
Next.
The members of the [Zhanfeng Group] woke up as if from a dream and drew their weapons to fight back.
However, even so, three people were killed by Ning Fan without any resistance!
The psychological gap is too big!
Unable to use their spirit servants, they were powerless against Ning Fan.
finally……
"Spirit Servant: Wind Chi!"
Someone released the spirit servant!
Although the use of spirit servants is not allowed in this area, but I'm almost dead, who cares about these bullshit rules?!
If you don't use a spirit servant, you will definitely be killed.
And if you use it, you can communicate with the monitor!
Ning Fan turned his gaze towards the man using the spirit servant, and then quickly rushed up to him.
The man's spirit servant was also of the speed-enhanced type. He jumped back two steps and dodged Ning Fan's sword.
"Fuck you! You really think we can't fight back, right?!"
In a short period of time, five members of the [Wind-Cutting Group] had been killed.
Only four people were left alive.
Having completely regained their composure, they released their spirit servants one after another, intending to fight back against Ning Fan!
Ning Fan did not respond to the man's roar.
The moment the man dodged, Ning Fan took another step forward.
"Spirit Servant: Swamp!"
Suddenly, Ning Fan felt the ground beneath his feet become sticky. Every time he took a step and then lifted himself up, he felt a little sluggish.
"Spirit Servant: Fireworks!"
A flash of fire rushed towards Ning Fan!
The name of [Zhanfeng Group] was truly earned.
At the beginning, Ning Fan's decisive action really caught them off guard.
Coupled with the concern that the use of spirit servants was not allowed in the area, it was so easy for him to kill five people.
Now that everyone has put their lives on the line, the intensity of the resistance has naturally increased.
Looking at the flames that were getting bigger and bigger, Ning Fan changed his sword hand and slashed at the flames!
The flame split into two!
The woman using the fireworks was slightly startled.
She had never seen anyone cut fireworks with a sword!
But the next second, she smiled.
She saw that the man who used Fengchi took advantage of Ning Fan's distraction and went around behind him, holding two daggers, jumped high, and stabbed him in the shoulders!
Ning Fan still had no expression on his face. After the broken sword cut through the fireworks, he didn't seem to feel the danger coming from behind him.
Seeing that he was about to succeed, the man using Fengchi showed an excited smile on his face.
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