"Hard-boned, I'll make you hard-boned! What I hate most in my life is a bunch of hard-boned people like you!"
The mandrill's face turned ashen, and he kicked Xiao Tong on the head again and again. Xiao Tong was kicked around like a sack.
Ten minutes later,
The mandrill then stopped panting, while Xiao Tong lay on the ground, twitching continuously, with blood flowing out of his mouth, nose, and ears.
But his eyes were still open, and there was still light in his eyes.
His head tilted.
His gaze was directed towards Chen Fan.
While being beaten, he bit his lips hard, trying hard not to make any sound of pain.
Because he knew,
There may be someone who suffers more than him.
yes,
Seeing his comrades and brothers being tortured and insulted like this, his heart must be even more painful, right?
Chen Fan stood behind.
There was a faint smile on his face, but no one noticed that his body was tense under his clothes, and the knuckles of the hand holding the gun had turned white.
The murderous intent that was hidden in his eyes was about to devour him.
After rubbing his hands for a few times, the tired mandrill suddenly turned around and looked at Chen Fan with a faint smile.
A wicked smile curled up the corner of his mouth. "Sixth Master, why don't you come and have some fun? It's very difficult to catch a living narcotics officer!"
Chen Fan raised his head calmly and said indifferently, "Is it difficult to catch a living drug enforcement officer? I've already killed the head of the drug enforcement officer, don't you know? And that Nightingale who escaped from your Chachai Group was also killed by me!"
"And this inferior stuff......"
Chen Fan turned his head towards Xiao Tong.
“Puff!”
He suddenly burst out laughing.
"You're the only ones who enjoy playing with this low-brow stuff!"
Hearing Chen Fan's words, the smile on the mandrill's face suddenly froze, and then became gloomy. The expressions of the others were not very good either. They had just beaten Xiao Tong hard, and everyone was in a good mood.
But now, after hearing what Chen Fan said, why do I feel so uncomfortable?
Hearing Chen Fan's sneering laughter, they couldn't help but clench their fists, but soon they loosened their fists. Yes, he had killed the leader of the gray men in one play, and he hadn't said anything.
And they were playing with an unknown minion, and they started showing off in front of Chen Fan?
Damn it!
Many people have already started swearing in their hearts.
And at this moment,
Chen Fan approached slowly. When Chen Fan passed by, a cold aura slowly spread out. The people blocking his way couldn't help but disperse automatically. The one-eyed man hesitated for a moment and also stepped aside.
Only the mandrill stood there with a cold face.
He is the representative of the Chachai Group and also the top leader of the Chachai Group in Daxia. The Chachai Group is as big as the Kunsa Group. His status should be the same as Chen Fan's.
The big guys over there are watching now. If he gives in, doesn’t it mean that he, the mandrill, is afraid of Chen Fan?
Doesn’t this mean that the Chachai Group is afraid of the Khun Sa Group?
Snap, Snap!
Chen Fan approached step by step, neither fast nor slow.
The cold air mixed with an invisible and intangible evil spirit slowly enveloped the mandrill.
Having reached this position today, the mandrill's hands were also covered in blood. However, when Chen Fan's aura enveloped him,
He couldn't help but tremble in his heart, and cold sweat broke out instantly.
A strong smell of blood filled the air and rushed into his nostrils.
"He...how many people did he kill?"
The mandrill couldn't help but roar in his heart. He glanced at the one-eyed man and others beside him. He suddenly felt a little regretful that everyone else had made way, so why was he standing here alone?
Although he was not afraid of Chen Fan, he might not be able to sleep peacefully in the future if he provoked a killer like Chen Fan.
In the crowd,
The fourth master held his severed hand and looked at the mandrill, even though his hand was in pain.
But he still showed a gloating expression. Damn, I am familiar with this plot!
Finally I met a jerk like myself.
At this time, the big guys in the Black Triangle looked at each other, and then shifted their gaze to the screen.
There was a flicker in everyone's eyes.
For several major groups, sometimes even a single sentence can become a fight.
His gaze returned to the cave.
Chen Fan was still walking forward at a steady pace. The mandrill stood in place, his face slightly pale and cold sweat running down his face, but he was still holding on, looking at Chen Fan expressionlessly.
finally,
When he was two meters away from the mandrill, Chen Fan stopped.
"Give or die!"
Chen Fan's cold voice sounded,
"hiss!"
Hearing Chen Fan's domineering words, there was a sound of gasps at the scene. They had always known that Chen Fan, the Shura of Da Xia, was very bloodthirsty, cruel, and lawless.
Countless Gray Men, narcotics police and other drug dealers died at his hands. No one knows how many small drug gangs he wiped out, and no one knows how many so-called bosses died at his hands.
But,
He was just the boss of a small group, while Mandrill was the head of the Chachai Group in Daxia.
Can this be compared?
How can you, Chen Fan, treat the head of the Chachai Group in Daxia, the Mandrill Shan Ye, in the same way you treat other people?
At this time, the mandrill was stunned for a moment.
A nameless anger suddenly emerged.
He stared at Chen Fan fiercely.
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