Seeing the 1.90-meter-tall Black Emperor crying like a child, Chen Fan patted his shoulder gently with red eyes: "Don't cry, beating this bastard to death would be too easy for him. I want to make him suffer pain a hundred times or a thousand times worse than the Green Ghost!"
"Um!!"
Hei Huang wiped away his tears like a child, gritted his teeth and nodded.
yes,
It would be too easy for him to be killed like this.
After hearing what Chen Fan and Hei Huang said, Bata fell to the ground miserably, staring at the sky with lifeless eyes.
It’s over!
It's over!
"Hei Huang, I'll leave him to you for now. Don't let him die. Once I've dealt with all this, I'll deal with him!"
"Don't worry, big brother!"
Hei Huang nodded, then viciously controlled Bata, tied his hands and feet with iron chains, stuffed smelly socks into his mouth, and then sealed it with tape.
Watching the Black Emperor do all this,
Chen Fan then turned around and looked at the drug dealers kneeling on the ground. While they were still kneeling on the ground, they expressed their sympathy for Bata's impending misery for three minutes, and at the same time, they were glad that they were just lackeys. Even if there was a reckoning, they would not be the ones to be blamed, right?
Besides, they have already knelt down and surrendered,
Could Chen Fan dare to massacre nearly ten thousand of them?
If this matter gets out, will Chen Fan still have face and reputation?
When the drug dealers were glad to have escaped the disaster,
Chen Fan's cold voice rang out: "As for you, you participated in the siege of my Kunsa Group's stronghold and killed my brothers, so you all go to hell, and be buried with Lao Wu and those five thousand brothers!"
When Chen Fan's cold voice fell, many drug dealers trembled suddenly. They were just feeling lucky to have escaped a disaster, but now they were stunned.
Chen Fan's words were like a letter from the King of Hell.
It turned into a butcher knife floating above the head, ready to fall at any time.
"No no no, Master Chen, Master Chen, we have surrendered, you can't kill us!!"
"Yes, Master Chen, we are just small fry. We only besieged the Kunsa Group's stronghold under the orders of the Dragon Head. This is not our fault!"
"Master Chen, aren't you from Daxia? Didn't you Daxia always say that you would treat prisoners well? We have surrendered now, so we are prisoners. You can't kill us. If the news gets out, it will affect your reputation!"
"Wuwuwu, Master Chen, I beg you, I don't want to die!"
“............”
Suddenly, there were wails and begging for mercy from the drug dealers who were kneeling down.
Chen Fan's mouth curled up coldly: "When you were besieging the stronghold guarded by Qing Gui, you dreamed of destroying the Kunsa Group, so that each of you could take a big bite out of the group and take all the benefits.
Now you say you were following someone else's orders and asked me not to hold you accountable...
You are simply wishful thinking. Anyone who touches my brothers will be killed without mercy!"
When the three words "Kill without mercy" fell, Chen Fan waved his hand fiercely.
Da da da!!
Bang bang bang!
Rumble!
When Chen Fan's hand fell, Hei Huang and others who had been prepared frantically pulled the trigger, and dense bullets shot at the drug dealers.
The Black Emperor carried a rocket launcher and fired crazily.
The rocket, trailing flames, exploded among the densely packed drug dealers, killing and injuring dozens of people in an instant.
Countless grenades fell among the drug dealers like raindrops.
At the moment when Kunsa Group took action,
The people from the Chachai Group also took action at the same time.
In an instant, the entire open space was filled with the sounds of raining bullets, explosions, and the screams and wails of a group of drug dealers.
“Ahhhh!!”
"Help me, I don't want to die, I don't want to die!"
"Oh, my legs hurt!"
"Mom!"
"Someone come and save me!"
“...........”
It lasted for nearly five minutes, and after half of the bullets were almost used up, the members of the two groups slowly stopped.
At this time on the flat ground,
It was like hell on earth, with numerous large craters from explosions. The edges of the craters were filled with broken limbs and densely packed corpses. Blood was flowing out, dyeing the nearly dry land red, and even gathering into finger-sized red streams.
There are still drug dealers who are not dead or dying and are struggling.
Chen Fan stretched out his hand.
The Black Emperor placed a rifle in his hands.
Bang!
The gunshot rang out, and the bullet hit the face of a struggling drug dealer.
"ah!!"
The drug dealer screamed.
"Oh, look at me, I haven't done it in a long time, I'm already rusty!"
Chen Fan laughed at himself.
Bang!
The second shot rang out, going straight through the middle of the eyebrow, and the drug dealer's screams stopped abruptly.
Bang!
Another shot hit the face.
"ah!!"
Another scream.
Bang!
The second shot hit him right between the eyebrows.
The gunshots continued for more than ten minutes, and finally there were no more screams at the scene, and no more struggling drug dealers.
"call!"
Chen Fan breathed a sigh of relief.
He murmured softly, "Third brother, please accept these offerings first!"
As he said this, he handed the gun in his hand to Luosha.
"Go, shoot every intact corpse!"
"Yes, Master!"
Luosha immediately walked forward, bang bang bang bang!!
Gunshots rang out, and each body was shot again.
"Ah, spare me!"
“Run!”
At this moment, from among the corpses that should have been dead, cries of begging for mercy were heard again, and some even stood up and ran desperately.
Bang bang bang!
Fierce gunfire rang out, and everything became completely quiet.
Half an hour later, Chen Fan looked at Chen Qiangjun.
"I'll trouble you with the burial. I have to go pick up my brother!" In order to prevent the corpse from rotting and causing plague and other diseases,
Burying bodies after a war is the unspoken rule of all drug cartels.
"Okay! Go ahead. I'll take care of everything here. And...my condolences."
Chen Qiangjun nodded. Through the series of events just now, Chen Qiangjun also knew that an important brother of Chen Fan had died. He really wanted to comfort Chen Fan, but there were so many people here. When he opened his mouth, thousands of words turned into a single word of condolence.
He knew that Chen Fan was a sentimental person.
Chen Fan must be feeling very uncomfortable right now.
He couldn't help Chen Fan.
He can only try his best to do what he can!
Chen Fan nodded, turned around, and left with Bata and others towards the stronghold.
A few hours later,
Chen Fan brought everyone to the stronghold and just as they reached the gate of the stronghold,
Everyone saw the figure lying on the threshold at a glance. He raised his head with all his strength and looked towards the east. His eyeballs had been gouged out, leaving only two bloody holes.
He opened his mouth as if to say something...
Chen Fan approached tremblingly and gently held the green ghost's body in his arms.
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