How bad guys are made

Chapter 747 Zhang Hanhan Was Imprisoned Again
"He-Wen-Long, if you don't want to die, take your people and leave!" Hearing his voice, Zhang Hanhan suddenly turned his head and said with cold eyes.

"Ka Ka Ka..." The group of six opened the insurance together, as if He Wenlong would turn him into a hornet's nest if he dared to take a step forward.

"Really?" He Wenlong glanced at the six little fish in front of him, and walked towards Zhang Hanhan.

"shot!"

"Puff puff……"

"No!" Zhang Hanhan shuddered violently and shouted in horror.

But it was too late.

I don’t know who yelled and fired first. Six black muzzles aimed at He Wenlong’s body and fired at the same time. In an instant, a series of intensive gunshots rang out in front of the villa. Fortunately, the guns used by the bodyguards were all equipped with silencers. , the sound is not loud...

But the thing that shocked these people happened again. The six bodyguards looked at the unharmed He Wenlong in shock, their eyes widened, as if they had encountered a ghost...

Yes, there was no injury, even He Wenlong's slow walking speed was not stopped, only a few holes were burned in the clean white shirt on his body, revealing the bronze-colored healthy skin inside...

"You..." Zhang Hanhan's expression was equally astonished. The moment the bodyguard shot disobediently just now, she screamed and closed her eyes in fright. When she opened them again, she found that He Wenlong had nothing to do. In front of him, a sense of joy that seemed to be a survivor after a catastrophe suddenly hit his heart, but it was quickly replaced by shock.

The expression was full of disbelief, how could this be possible, He Wenlong wasn't afraid of guns?Is he superman?

Yes, Zhang Hanhan is a nostalgic person, and she has a gentle personality, a knife mouth and a bean curd heart. Even if He Wenlong treats her like this, she still doesn't want He Wenlong to die. After all, they still loved...

That was the memory and pain that she could never forget in her life!

But what followed was panic and fear. She didn't believe that these bodyguards were holding intimidating toy guns, so how did He Wenlong become invulnerable?Is he still human?

And my husband is already so powerful, but he was seriously injured by a grenade at the beginning, and his father absconded in fear of crime, Wen Dong disappeared, all because of He Wen Long?
And Li Jing's performance was much worse than Zhang Hanhan's. If Bailihan and Su Ling's fight was compared to a sci-fi movie by her, then what is it now?
Is there really a superman in this world?Spiderman?

"This broken gun is as strong as this?" He Wenlong glanced down at his shirt, which was steaming and scorched by bullets, and his gentle eyes instantly changed to bloodthirsty coldness.

He clearly heard Zhang Hanhan's yelling just now, she was worried that she would die, even if the flash of ecstasy she saw that she didn't die was accurately captured by him, as for the subsequent confrontation His expression of fear was also imprinted in his pupils.

The instant change of Zhang Hanhan's expression was imprinted in his mind, but it hurt like thousands of needles, which made him even more angry and crazy!

"It's up to me now!" He Wenlong grinned, his handsome face suddenly became ferocious and terrifying, Zhang Hanhan at the door was so frightened that he couldn't help taking a step back, noticing that Zhang Hanhan was even more frightened, He Wenlong was even more frantic, and roared at the six A bodyguard rushed up.

"Puff puff..." The six people panicked and shot He Wenlong in a hurry, but they couldn't do him any harm at all.

"Ah!" With a shrill scream, He Wenlong tore off the arm of a bodyguard.

He Wenlong entered the flock like a tiger, and within a few breaths, the six bodyguards all died after letting out a dying howl. The entrance of the villa was transformed into a hell on earth in an instant, with stumped limbs, broken arms and broken internal organs scattered all over the place. All over the place, especially the last bodyguard, who was thrust into the neck by He Wenlong and tore him apart without even screaming.

The degree of gore can be seen.

And Zhang Hanhan seemed to have been stunned by fright, his eyes widened, staring blankly at the extremely bloody scene in front of him.

And Li Jing was even more unbearable. She quickly covered her mouth with her two small hands, but she couldn't suppress the nausea in her stomach. His face was flushed red, but his eyes were full of fear...

"Scrub!" Zhang Hanhan's absent-minded pupils suddenly shrank, and He Wenlong had already appeared in front of her eyes, and his hands that had been stained with dirty blood tightly clamped her snow-white neck, using a lot of force, which made her painful and suffocated...

At this time, He Wenlong was covered in blood, and his handsome face was also splattered with blood, bloodthirsty and ferocious, like a bloodthirsty demon crawling out of hell...

"Are you afraid of me?" He Wenlong looked at Zhang Hanhan's alluring face in front of him, and after a ferocious smile, he pinched her neck and pulled her face roughly in front of him without any mercy.

Zhang Hanhan looked at her in horror, her head rolled back, but she was in a different kind of pain, she couldn't speak at all, the extreme suffocation made her face full of fear, which was originally pale with fright, turn red, as if her breath was like a thread... …

He Wenlong sneered, and threw Zhang Hanhan aside.

Zhang Hanhan's body hit the door frame heavily, causing her body to ache. While panting violently, while suppressing the extreme fear in her heart, she leaned against the door so hard that she would not soften.

Ever since she was born in the sunshine, had she ever seen such a bloodthirsty scene?It was the limit for her not to faint from fright.

"Mr. Zhang, are you okay?" Li Jing quickly reached out to support Zhang Hanhan, trying not to look at the extremely cruel and bloody scene at the door, suppressing the fear in her heart, and suddenly turned her head to look at He Wenlong who was approaching, her voice trembling He asked, "He Wen Long, are you crazy?"

"Yes, I'm crazy!" He Wenlong grinned at Li Jing, his gums were stained with blood, like a bloodthirsty beast.

"Ah!" Li Jing screamed and turned her head away in fright, but a blood-red slap followed and slapped her on the face, slapping her unconscious, her body limp He fell to the ground with a bloody slap on his terrified and pale face...

Zhang Hanhan screamed, and was about to squat down to help her up, but He Wenlong grabbed her shoulder and pressed her firmly against the door frame so that she could not move.

Zhang Hanhan seemed to calm down from the panic very quickly. Although she was frightened in her heart, she still met his eyes coldly. In her opinion, He Wenlong was already crazy. An inhuman mad dog!

He Wenlong glanced at her indifferently, then turned his head slightly to look aside.

"Puff puff……"

And at this moment, a series of sounds of daggers piercing flesh sounded, if counted, it happened to be eight.

As if time was frozen at this moment, the eight figures around Bailihan seemed to have lost all their supporting energy and fell down together. Only a figure wrapped in a black cloak stood coldly in front of him, with hands in his hands. The two daggers fell to the ground with blood 'tick-tick-tick', her small hand pinched the hood and raised it, revealing her beautiful little face again with an indifferent expression.

It was just that her small mouth opened, and her not-so-protruding chest heaved rapidly, and there were several hideous sword wounds on her body, which made her body slightly hunched. Obviously, she also suffered serious injuries. And the series of extremely fast fights just now consumed too much of her stamina...

But at this time the victory has been divided.

Holding the sword in one hand, Bailihan propped himself up on the ground, his body softened and he 'thumped' half-kneeling in front of her, a mouthful of blood spurted out from his mouth.

As his body trembled, blood ran down his body and immediately stained the ground red. At this time, besides the wounds all over his body, there were eight wide openings around his chest that were bleeding rapidly...

His hands were covered with blood, and the veins on the back of his hands were bulging. He tried his best to grab the hilt of the sword in his hand, keeping his waist straight. Every time he panted violently, the big gaps would speed up again amidst the agitation. The bright red blood gushes out...

"You won, I owe you my life." Su Ling said so indifferently, stretched out her small hand to untie a cloak from her body and put it on Bailihan's body. Shocked and revered.

Yes, it looks like Su Ling defeated him, but Baili Han actually won.

Because He Wenlong also saw this point, Su Ling was not Bailihan's opponent, so he shot these bodyguards in the fight between the two just now, so that he grabbed Zhang Hanhan's neck, the purpose was simple and obvious, it was clearly to let Baili Han was distracted.

Bailihan's will is as firm as a rock, but he is still human, and he has not lost his humanity like He Wenlong.

Su Ling won, but winning was disgraceful, so she just made Bailihan lose the ability to act and fight, and her seemingly extremely fierce and deadly Eight Cuts actually did not stab Bailihan in a deadly position on his body, but around the chest.

And Su Ling also knew that if the eight-faced phantom was created at such a speed, she must be the first to fall, not Bailihan.

Bailihan raised his head to look at her with difficulty, even though he was half kneeling, but his appearance was like a long sword in his hand, straight and red, making people feel cold and respectful.

"Useless things." He Wenlong looked away indifferently, not knowing whether it was Bailihan or Suling, his face was even more disdainful. In his opinion, not killing Bailihan was a sign of cowardice and soft-heartedness.

"Is this the result you want?" Zhang Hanhan looked sideways at Bailihan, the corners of his eyebrows twitched a few times, then turned to look at He Wenlong and said, his tone was indifferent, without any emotion.

"I remember saying something to you: the game has just begun." He Wenlong stretched out his hand to pick up Zhang Hanhan's white and clean chin, and said in a sinister tone: "Now that the script has been written, it's just waiting for my heroine to play it."

He Wenlong smiled triumphantly, as if he was very satisfied with the plot he directed.

"Either come with me, or he will die." He Wenlong ignored Zhang Hanhan's gaze, reached out and took out a mobile phone from his trouser pocket, clicked on a video and placed it in front of Zhang Hanhan.

Zhang Hanhan only took one look, and her expression was full of shock, because she knew very well that the picture taken was the largest high-level meeting room in Lanyun, and it was full of people, and the person sitting in the right seat was her father , Chairman of Lanyun.

There was only a loud noise on the screen, followed by rapid chaos in the meeting room. Zhang Wending hurriedly stood up and led a group of bodyguards to leave to check, but was knocked unconscious by a few men in black at the door. The man in black shot, but the other party was fine, but was quickly killed.

These men in black are as invulnerable as He Wenlong!
"You caught my father? You also arranged Lanyun's explosion?" Zhang Hanhan suddenly raised his head and looked at him with furious eyes.

"Yes, how is it? It's not bad." He Wenlong put away his phone and said in a good mood.

"Crazy! You are simply a lunatic!" Zhang Hanhan cursed angrily.

"Slap!" He Wenlong turned around abruptly, and slapped Zhang Hanhan's face with his backhand, almost knocking her out.

"Do you think you're still that bossy president who bosses people around? You don't have the right to say that about me!" He Wenlong roared at Zhang Hanhan with a ferocious expression.

"Take her away!" He Wenlong looked up at Su Ling coldly, turned and left after saying a word...

(End of this chapter)