Invincible killer and his tycoon wife

With this sentence, Zhang Fan walked towards Nie Qinghong.

He walks with rhythm. More importantly, the distance of each step is the same, just like the one measured with a ruler. If it is accurate, don't, don't.

Each step of the fall, Zhang Fan's murderous spirit, will increase a point.

At this moment, if there is a strong man in the dark world here, to see Zhang Fan's pace like this, he will be scared pale, his body trembling, turn around and run.

This is a life-threatening step.

As long as Zhang Fanshi exhibited his life-threatening steps, he never survived.

"Zhang Fan, I tell you, this is my territory. If you dare to mess around, you can't walk out of the Imperial Hall alive."

Seeing Zhang Fan coming towards him, Nie Qinghong's heart unconsciously appears a touch of fear, as if walking is not a person, but a devil.

A demon who chooses people to eat.

He called as he retreated.

As for the three senior executives of Qinghong group, they are running outside the Imperial Hall, and they want to call someone.

In this regard, Zhang Fan ignored, and continued to move forward.

Ten steps later, Zhang Fan's murderous spirit has turned into substance, which directly presses on Nie Qinghong, making him unable to move.

Feeling the changes in his body, Nie Qinghong's face, brush once, become pale and bloodless, such as a piece of white paper, in his face and eyes, in addition to fear, or fear.

Today's Nie Qinghong is in sharp contrast to the previous Nie Qinghong. There are two extremes.

Must hurry up, must hurry up, must hurry up, Nie Qinghong roared in his heart.

As long as the three senior executives of Qinghong group are called in, then he is completely safe.

Although Zhang Fan is frightening, he absolutely does not believe that Zhang Fan alone can beat a group of people.

Oh

As if he knew what Nie Qinghong had in mind, Zhang Fan's mouth was tilted up and a sneer was aroused.

Slow down and walk slowly.

He wants Nie Qinghong to die in the endless fall.

With Zhang Fan's approach, the fear in Nie Qinghong's heart became more and more intense and was about to burst out. In addition to the light of fear, his eyes were also mixed with anxiety.

Nie Qinghong is still scared to death by three people.

"Ah..."

The distance is not long. Although Zhang Fan slowed down, he still walked in front of Nie Qinghong in less than a minute. He sneered and said, "Nie Qinghong, it seems that your three subordinates have abandoned you and escaped."

"Zhang Fan, I tell you, if you dare to move Nie Dong's hair, I will let you lie down and go out."

As soon as Zhang Fan's words fell, there was a voice of fury that rang up.

With the sound of the sound, a large number of people poured in from the door of the Imperial Hall. There were thirty or forty people in uniform black suits.

They were expressionless, with telescopic sticks in their hands.

I don't know people. I thought it was a film of the matrix.

In front of thirty or forty men in black, there were three people standing. They were looking at Zhang Fan angrily, and their eyes were almost out of sight.

They are three senior executives of Qinghong group.

The appearance of this scene makes Nie Qinghong, who is trapped in endless fear and anxiety, jump to his feet with joy and exert the same speed of trance when Zhang Fan turns his head to see it.

Seven or eight meters away, in less than two seconds, Nie Qinghong arrived at the side of three senior executives of Qinghong group.

"Zhang Fan, let you scare me. You see, if I don't clean up, your mother doesn't know."

When the reinforcements arrived, Nie Qinghong's fear disappeared. His round face showed a proud look. He looked at Zhang Fan like a dead man. He raised his hand and ordered, "give me a reward for killing Zhang Fan."

Under the heavy money, there must be madmen.

This is not a casual remark, but there have been countless examples.

Now

No, it's happening.

"OK."

Hearing Nie Qinghong's words, the eyes of thirty or forty men in black holding telescopic sticks were full of light.

In unison, thirty or forty men in black rushed to Zhang Fan with telescopic sticks.

Speed, one faster than the other.

Zhang Fan is only one person, and the bonus is one million.

If you don't hurry up, you won't get anything.

But I don't know, they are giving away their heads and experiences.

"Zhang Fan, I don't think you're dead yet."

Nie Qinghong looked at him coldly. In his opinion, Zhang Fan is definitely dead in the face of 30 or 40 people's attacks.

the expressions of the three senior executives of Qinghong group are the same as those of Nie Qinghong.

Under such circumstances, the boy named Zhang Fan is doomed to death.If this can live, eat Xiang live.

The next second

The expression on Nie Qinghong's four faces froze, and their eyes were even more staring at him. Like the two light bulbs, their eyes were incredible, but incredible.

"This How could that be possible. "

Nie Qinghong trembled his lips and spit out a few words.

Twenty seconds back.

"No matter how many ants there are, they are always ants."

Looking at 30 men in black with telescopic sticks rushing towards him, Zhang Fan has no fear on his face, but shows a smile.

It's a scornful, sarcastic smile.

"Since you want to die, I'll send you to hell."

With the fall of the voice, Zhang Fan moved.

I see

Zhang Fan's feet glared on the ground and rushed over.

The two fastest men in black were knocked down by Zhang Fan, their eyes turned over and passed out directly.

In 0.01 seconds, Zhang Fan got a hook on his toes and both hands grasped a telescopic stick.

With the telescopic stick, it's just like a God's residence. Zhang Fan's ability to harvest and kill second is displayed incisively and vividly.

Ah ah

One after another, the voice of tragedy, constantly sounded.

It lasted 20 seconds

With the last cry, thirty or forty men in black were all dead.

Some of them are dead and cold.

"Ah..."

Thirty or forty people were killed in one breath. Zhang Fan did not show any extra expression. His face was icy, his eyes were dark, and his murderous spirit flickered. His mouth was full of cruelty.

He stepped forward and walked towards Nie Qinghong.

"You What do you want to do? "

The four Nie Qinghong, who were stupefied by Zhang Fan's supremacy, saw Zhang Fan coming towards them. They were incontinent, and looked at him with pale yellow water in his crotch.

At the moment, Nie Qinghong's four people's mentality is running out.

I thought I could kill Zhang Fan, but I didn't expect to be killed by Zhang Fan instead.

Now, looking at Zhang Fan's appearance, I still want to start with them.

"What I want to do, of course, is to kill you."

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