Wild Dragon

Fang Zhengyi didn't even have time to react, and his head, which was flooded with alcohol, hadn't even fully recovered.Facing the full-strength attack of a master who was a big short of the realm, and it was a deliberate murder attack, he couldn't dodge it at all.

Under the stimulation of alcohol, the reaction speed of the nerves slowed down a bit.This line is life.

Fang Zhengyi no longer expects his legs to be able to dodge, but desperately blocks his hands in front of his chest, trying to block Jianhen's menacing sword.

It's instinctive, but unwise.With his flesh and blood, it is impossible to block the sharp sword of Jianhen.

The sword easily pierced Fang Zhengyi's tiger's palm, destroying it. [

Then, the sword moved forward unabated and pierced Fang Zhengyi's throat accurately!

Just piercing more than two inches is enough to be fatal.And with Jianhen's wrist flicking easily, the scar cut a hole horizontally.At this point, Fang Zhengyi's throat was cut.Even in the hospital, there is no chance of treatment.

Unable to utter a sound, Fang Zhengyi felt the vitality draining rapidly from his body.Desperately clutching his throat, he took two steps back.His eyes were wide open, he never expected that his arrogant life would end so quietly!

hatred!

And Jianhen smiled contemptuously and indifferently: "I said it a long time ago, I will definitely kill you."

Fang Zhengyi's body collapsed in despair and unwillingness.Fang Zhengyi, the hero of Yuexi's generation, who dominated the underground world of Yuexi for an era, has fallen!

His end is not as good as Zhao Tailai, the Buddha of the Wan family who ended up sadly!

In this dark night, in this sparsely populated garden, the fallen bodies of Fang Zhengyi and Heizi were not noticed by outsiders at all.Moreover, Jian Hen didn't have much time left for him, so he didn't care about the handling of the scene at all.Put away this newly purchased long sword, and go away quietly.The original long sword was left in Fang Zhengyi's villa as early as last time, and it became the capital that Fang Zhengyi relied on to boast-look, even the sword marks came to me, and the guy who ate had to be left behind.

But this time, Jian Hen ended Fang Zhengyi's life with a not-so-handy long sword.

Jian Hen didn't leave at all, because he knew that the last backbone and elite of Fang Zhengyi's group were all inside the hospital.Jian Hen has long held the determination to die, and is no longer greedy for the length of his remaining life.This time, he will do his best to uproot the Fang Zhengyi Group by himself! ! !

This is the strategic deterrence of a super master.

Quietly came to the ward building, Jianhen was wearing a cotton cap like an old man's, and a thick mask.This kind of attire is common in winter, and it is more common in hospitals where flu epidemics are common.

Deliberately stooping, leaning on the crutch that can easily harvest life, at first glance, he is now an old man who came to treat illnesses.

Just now, he clearly saw a large number of Fang Zhengyi's subordinates entering this building.And once inside, it's easy to find them.Because today is New Year's Eve, there are not many people who come for treatment.And it is even more eye-catching for a group of 20 people like Fang Zhengyi Group to "group buy".

From a distance, Jian Hen saw a dozen tough men standing together, they didn't know what to discuss.In fact, what they were discussing was Kong Xianping's quarrel with everyone, and they had guessed when Master Fang would drive Kong Xianping out completely.These guys were discussing happily, and they didn't even notice that a god of death was quietly approaching.

Jian Hen walked nearby, but he didn't see the most important people in the information - the fifth and sixth members of Fang Zhengyi Group.These two are the only two of Fang Zhengyi's old brothers who started a family in his early years.Another important person is the current boss of Fang Zhengyi Group in the economic industry, and he is also the only person over sixty.At the wine table at that time, Kong Xianping mentioned the so-called "uncle", in fact, only this person can be called "bo" in terms of age.

Pretending to walk casually through the ward, Jian Hen caught a glimpse of two middle-aged men in the ward, recuperating on the bed.Next to them, a man in his 60s was accompanying and talking to a middle-aged man.

The middle-aged man who can still talk is the sixth child who is not very drunk.As for the fifth uncle next to him, he has already undergone medical treatment, but he is still in a coma and has stomach bleeding.The 60-year-old man sitting on the chair and talking is the boss of the Fang Group in the economic industry.

These three, and the last three core characters, are gathering together in a ward.The old man and the sixth child were also discussing how to finally push Fang Zhengyi to drive away Kong Xianping.As for the dozen or so elite bodyguards not far from the door, they gathered together and muttered.No one noticed that there was an old man with a stooped figure and a cane. [

Jian Hen looked at it quietly, and picked up an infusion bottle from the side.Taking advantage of a dozen or so bodyguards not paying attention, they threw it out in the opposite direction.

The infusion bottle shattered to the ground with a bang, and the broken glass was scattered all over the floor.

There were not many people in the hospital, and the piercing voice seemed extremely abrupt.The dozen or so bodyguards turned around at the same time and looked at the place where the sound came from.This is human instinct, even if only for a second.

However, in this second, no one paid attention to the door of the ward of Uncle Fifth and Uncle Six.The hunchbacked figure of Jianhen suddenly stood upright, and rushed into the door with a "whoosh".At this time, none of the dozen or so bodyguards noticed!

This is a master's impromptu decision and adaptability, which can also maximize his lethality!

Of course, the old man and the sixth child who could speak in the ward also heard the sound of glass breaking outside.Still, it was simply a thought that maybe some nurse had broken the glassware—there were too many glassware in the hospital.The old man just looked outside the door inadvertently, purely instinctively, he didn't expect to see anything at all.

However, he really saw it this time - he saw a roaring shadow, but he couldn't see the face clearly!

Whoosh!Feeling a chill in his throat, Fang Zhengyi Group, the general manager of the industry, widened his eyes.It hurts, but I can't cry out.The body stood up suddenly, and even wanted to jump, but it didn't work, and it fell down all of a sudden.At the same time as he fell down, he knocked over the chair and knocked over the infusion bottle next to him!

However, this could no longer stop Jian Hen.Lao Liu looked at all this in surprise, but before he could react, the sword mark had already reached his bedside.Lao Liu wanted to scream out of fear, and tried his best to sit up, but Jianhen's long sword was already pointing at his throat—the wind blew across him.

Jianhen didn't stop, he jumped to the hospital bed inside.At this time, Lao Wu, who had stomach bleeding and was in a deep coma, died the least painfully.Before Jianhen's long sword was drawn on his throat, he was in a deep sleep; after the sword was drawn, he was in an eternal sleep.

This night, there are signature sword marks all over the place!Blood flowed like a river!

That night, the so-called "sword scar-like horror" resounded through the underground world once again, making people tremble.

However, the sound of the old man knocking over the chair and smashing the infusion bottle before he died had already alarmed the dozen or so bodyguards outside the door.Those bodyguards felt bad and flocked to him.