God-level master in the city

Both Zhen Bode and Liang Mo were taken aback. Luo Fan wants to stay here and wait for the people from the Green Gang to kill him?

"Mr. Luo, didn't you say they were carrying guns?" Liang Mo changed color.

"Brother Mo, Liang Xin is my wife, you can just call me Luo Fan." Luo Fan corrected Liang Mo's address, and said with a faint smile: "If I say, even an atomic bomb can't hurt me, do you believe me?"

Zhen Bode and Liang Mo looked at each other in astonishment. They both knew that Luo Fan was powerful and amazing, but they didn't expect that Luo Fan was so amazing!

The atomic bomb can't hurt... This can no longer be described as magical... Zhen Bode and Liang Mo don't know how to describe it!

"You guys go to the villa first, let me see, the people from the Qing Gang came over aggressively, what do they want to do." Luo Fan's tone was indifferent, but there was a chill in his eyes.

Zhen Bode and Liang Mo knew that Luo Fan had made up his mind, they didn't say anything, and immediately entered the villa obediently, they were not Luo Fan, the atomic bomb couldn't hurt Luo Fan, but for the two of them, a single bullet could kill them .

In fact, they didn't know that with Luo Fan around, the bullets would not hit them.

It's just that killing is a shameful thing after all. Zhen Bode and Liang Mo still have to live on this earth. If people know that they are killing people in Wanwan, they will get into trouble no matter whether the person they kill deserves to die or not. .

Two minutes later, a light came on, and soon, the sound of the car could be clearly heard. Luo Fan took out a cigarette and held it in his mouth, and looked coldly at the direction of the convoy.

In the lead were three BMW x5s, which stopped at the entrance of Zizhu Mountain Villa amidst the screeching brakes. Fifteen dark-colored men got out of the car, all of them were dark-skinned, aged between [-] and [-] .

The five vans that followed got off about forty black-clothed youths. None of these youths were cultivators, but each of them had a stern look on their faces. What was even more surprising was that each of them had They all carry guns, including four powerful submachine guns.

As soon as they got out of the car, they automatically spread out in an arc with Luo Fan as the center, and aimed their guns at Luo Fan.

Luo Fanzhuo stood upright, smoking a cigarette leisurely, with dozens of guns pointed at him, but he didn't even bat an eyelid.

The gun-wielding youths saw Zhuang Hai and Zhuang Dawei lying motionless on the ground, and their faces showed shock, but none of them shot at Luo Fan rashly. Obviously, they were waiting for important people to appear.

Sure enough, the important person appeared very quickly, dragged in the top Mercedes-Benz off-road vehicle at the end, two people got off, and walked towards this side.

The man on the left is about forty years old, with a body that is neither fat nor thin, with a straight back, a stern face, and an aura of a god of gambling.

The man on the right is half a step behind, his hair is already gray, he is at least 60 years old, and he also has a kind of cold and majestic aura.

Both of these two are masters at the peak of the middle stage of energy transformation, and their steps are not fast, but in two or three seconds, they came to the outside of the yard and stood still outside the arc surrounded by the gun-wielding youths. Obviously, these two people They are all bigwigs in the Green Gang.

When the two saw Zhuang Hai lying on the ground, their complexions changed. Zhuang Hai's head was bent back at an angle that was impossible for a living person... Obviously, the former boss of the Qing Gang and the current honorary The elder is dead!

"Who! Who killed Elder Zhuang!" The old man in green on the right asked sharply, and he didn't know whether he was afraid or nervous, his voice was high-pitched and sharp.

Zhuang Hai is a great master in the late stage of seeing the gods. It can be said that he has reached the realm where a feather cannot add a fly and a worm cannot fall, but... he is actually dead!

Luo Fan was by Zhuang Hai's side. He was the most suspected of Zhuang Hai's death, but the two big bosses of the Green Gang didn't think that Zhuang Hai was killed by Luo Fan.Given Luo Fan's age, even if he is a genius among geniuses, it is impossible for him to kill a master who is not bad at all.

"I killed it, what's the matter?" Luo Fan took a deep breath of the cigarette, and slowly exhaled the smoke, and a cold voice came out of the smoke.

The gray-haired leader of the Qing Gang suddenly stared at Luo Fan, with a slight chill in his eyes, and said coldly: "Young man, do you know who you are talking to?"

"I know you belong to the Green Gang, and I know that your status in the Green Gang is not low, but I don't know your name." Luo Fan was still smoking leisurely, with a calm expression on his face.

Luo Fan's tone made no secret of his contempt for the members of the Qing Gang, and he did not pay attention to the bosses of the Qing Gang at all, let alone the dozens of guns aimed at him.

Luo Fan Chi Guoguo's contempt and provocation completely enraged the white-haired old man, and a murderous aura suddenly erupted from his body, and he said sharply: "This old man is You Lingtian, the elder of the Qing Gang, and this is Xiang Qinglong, the leader of our Qing Gang. !"

The white-haired old man You Lingtian thought that as long as he reported his name, he could scare Luo Fan into the urine. Indeed, on the Wanwan site, it is not uncommon for the two names You Lingtian and Xiang Qinglong to scare people out of their wits.

However, Luo Fan took another puff of cigarette as if nothing had happened, spit out the cigarette, and said lightly: "Oh, I haven't heard of it."

You Lingtian didn't frighten Luo Fan into peeing, but he was almost pissed off. The murderous intent in You Lingtian's eyes didn't hold back at all, and he said slowly, "I'll give you one last chance. Who killed Elder Zhuang?"

"It's normal for an elderly person to have back ears. Listen carefully, I killed the old dog and puppy named Zhuang." Luo Fan met You Lingtian's gaze and said indifferently.

Zhuang Hai, whose cultivation base has reached the supreme realm of seeing the gods, is the existence that You Lingtian and Xiang Qinglong want to worship, but Luo Fan mercilessly insults him. You Lingtian wants to rush in front of Luo Fan and beat him to death first. His mouth, then pulled out his tongue, and finally broke his neck.

However, seeing Luo Fan's eyes as cold as moonlight, for some reason, You Lingtian didn't have the courage to step forward to kill Luo Fan, and was about to order to shoot Luo Fan, but was stopped by Xiang Qinglong.

"Who is a friend?" Xiang Qinglong looked at Luo Fan with fear in his eyes.

Being pointed at by dozens of guns, You Lingtian revealed the identities of the two of them again, but the young man in front of him didn't change his face, which is really weird.

Although he didn't feel the strength from the opponent, Xiang Qinglong had a strange intuition that this young man was definitely not simple!

"Let me tell you one thing." Luo Fan threw the cigarette butt away, and a chilly breath suddenly exuded from his body, "I don't like being pointed at with a gun. Five seconds, after five seconds, if someone If you still have a gun in your hand, there is no chance of regret."

After Luo Fan finished speaking, his face was cold, he raised his left hand, and curled his thumb.

Both Xiang Qinglong and You Lingtian's expressions changed. They still didn't feel the existence of strength from Luo Fan, but they still smelled an extremely dangerous aura from Luo Fan's indifferent tone and Sen Han's eyes.

Obviously they have an absolute advantage in numbers, and they still have 36 pistols and four submachine guns with high destructive power, but neither Xiang Qinglong nor You Lingtian dared to say the word "shoot" from their mouths. .

Luo Fan's left index finger and middle finger curled up one after another, and the atmosphere suddenly became oppressive and tense, making it hard to breathe.

Luo Fan's curled fingers were like poisonous snakes strangling everyone's throats, making people suffocate and trembling with fear.

The disciples of the Qing gang holding guns held their breath, and clasped their trembling fingers tightly on the trigger. Whether they gave the order to Qinglong or You Lingtian to shoot, or Luo Fan moved, they would not hesitate. Pull the trigger and shoot Luo Fan into a sieve.

The moon was hidden in the clouds, and at the entrance of Zizhu Mountain Villa, there was only a strange light exuding a breath of death. A gust of wind blew by, making the leaves rustle, and everyone felt a biting chill in their hearts.

At this moment, Luo Fan's ring finger bent down again.

Everyone's nerves are tense, as long as Luo Fan's last finger is bent, the killing will begin, maybe dozens of guns penetrate a life, or it may be a demon who jumped out of hell, and his hands are stained. The blood of dozens of people.

"Stop! Put down the guns! Put down the guns, everyone!" At the moment when a killing was about to start, a terrified voice cut through the silence in front of the Zizhu Mountain Villa, and a black shadow flew over from the Mercedes-Benz off-road vehicle.

Hearing this sound, all the disciples of the Qing Gang put down their hands. Because of extreme fear and nervousness, their fingers were numb and stiff. Most of their guns fell to the ground, and only four of them barely held their pistols in their hands.

In the next second, the four people with guns in their hands fell down on their backs without even humming, and stopped moving after falling down.

"Mr. Luo, misunderstood! Be merciful!" The black shadow that flew over shouted anxiously again, and after finishing the last word, his people were already standing on Xiang Qinglong's left.

"You came too late. If you hadn't hid in the Mercedes-Benz, these four people might not have died." Luo Fan looked at the visitor coldly and said indifferently.

The man in black who flew over was in his fifties, slightly bald on the top of his head, with a sharp nose and sharp eyes. He was the Chen Dabian whom Luo Fan had seen in Seon.

When Chen Dabian first uttered his voice, Luo Fan didn't remember him, but felt that his voice sounded familiar. Since it was familiar, he must know him. Since he recognized him, why would he let the disciples of the Qing Gang point guns at him?

Although Luo Fan intends to wipe out all the disciples of the Green Gang who came to Zizhu Mountain Villa, there must be a reason for the killing. If the other party is obedient, Luo Fan will feel embarrassed to do it.

So, when he heard Chen Dabian's voice, Luo Fan attacked the four youth gang disciples who were still holding guns.

"Mr. Luo, I didn't recognize you before." Chen Dabian said in shock.

After calling Mr. Luo twice, Xiang Qinglong and You Lingtian's expressions changed dramatically, and their bodies also trembled. They finally remembered who Mr. Luo Chen Dabian was talking about!

Moreover, in their status, they have heard some rumors about this Mr. Luo.

"I warned you that after five seconds, whoever still has a gun in his hand will have no chance to regret it." Luo Fan said coldly.

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