Super King of Soldiers in the City

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"Which one of you sees Lao Tzu in his fifties? Lao Tzu is only forty-one and forty-one this year, you know?"

Zhong Pinde couldn't help but growl, this kid was too angry to speak.

"Is there any difference?" Wang Fan asked weakly.

"Good boy, I remember you, you wait for me! And you, Huang Tingting, I hope you can do it yourself! Let's go!"

Zhong Pin's virtue was terrible, but he didn't fight in the restaurant. He left two cruel words and turned his head to leave the restaurant.

"This is gone? I haven't had time to play yet. I still want to ask, how does he know that I am like a soft rice boy? Really not interesting!"

Wang Fan was a bit disappointed. The typical thunder of this cargo was heavy and rainy. He was over before he warmed up.

"Fan brother, your face-slapping just now is too disheartening. But you still have to be careful. This surnamed Zhong is not very easy to mess with. I heard that it has something to do with the islanders."

Huang Tingting smiled first, then worried.

"It's okay, Brother Fan, I like to rule all kinds of dissatisfaction." Wang Fan smiled, but he didn't care about it at all.

Compared with Wang Fan's calmness, Zhong Pinde leaving the restaurant's face is a bit ugly.

He waved and retreated the men and women who accompanied him, walked to the corner alone, took out his mobile phone to send a photo, and then dialed the phone.

"Knife, send twenty swordmen to come. I want this person to die tonight!"

"Yes!"

The person on the other side of the phone answered quickly, and then hung up.

Zhong Pinde took a long breath, "Bastard, fight me with Zhong Pinde, you are too tender, I will kill you tonight!"

Wang Fan didn't know that he was remembered by Zhong Pinde. After eating, he sent Huang Tingting back home and ran towards the villa by taxi.

Halfway through the car, Wang Fan suddenly heard the gunshots, and was shocked to find that the cars in front were playing the chase game.

From time to time, the car window raised an arm and fired guns repeatedly.

Pedestrians and vehicles were moving away, brakes and screams continued, and several rear-end collisions occurred.

"My mother, this is too scary. The driver, turn around, I don't want to die." Wang Fan shivered and said to the driver quickly.

This Nima is so crazy that he played chase shootouts at night. He did n’t want to be a sieve, nor did he want to get involved.

"Okay, okay." The driver was already scared, stopped in a panic, and then turned around.

But he soon found out helplessly that the car behind was jammed and could not turn around.

The cold sweat swept up and the driver was about to cry.

When Wang Fan saw it, it was a pain for the egg. He directly took out a hundred pieces and threw it in the car, and planned to get off.

But as he pulled the door open, his eyebrows couldn't help but a young man was grinning at him in a car behind him.

Not good, came to me.

Wang Fan was shocked, and quickly took out a pile of money and threw it to the driver, "Brother, you hold this money, the car is borrowed for my use. Tomorrow you go to Yindi Group to find me, I will return your car."

The driver looked at the money that Wang Fan handed over, and was a bit stunned. He didn't know which one Wang Fan was playing.

At this moment, five or six young men with hand-held sharp knives in the following cars hurried towards this side.

Wang Fan quickly shouted, "They came to me, don't want to be hacked to death, you go quickly."

The driver was stunned and finally recovered, holding the money and getting out of the car in a panic and running towards the distance.

Mother, this is so scary, he doesn't want to be hacked to death.

The youths glanced at the driver and ignored it at all. They quickly walked towards Wang Fanwei and killed them.

The chasing shootouts in the front didn't stop their footsteps. They had clear targets and pointed directly at Wang Fan.

Wang Fan in the car had jumped to the driver's seat, extended his hand from the window, made a gesture with his **** pointing down, and then banged out, and the car sprang out.

when!

At the moment the car ran out, two sharp knives were cut off and behind the car, a jingle sounded.

"Asshole, chase!" Several swordmen shuddered, followed by a sudden rage. They did not hesitate to go back to the car, madly stepped on the accelerator and launched a chase.

"Swordsman, interesting, it seems to be the one sent by the surname Zhong." Wang Fan sat in the taxi, his eyes flashing a bit of teasing.

He did not expect that Zhong Pinde's revenge should be so fast, he sent twenty trained swordsmen in a short time.

It seems that Zhong's is really not easy.

Although Wang Fan could kill those swordmen directly by thunder, he did not want to do that.

It's only eight o'clock in the evening, and it's not late at night. There are too many people outside. Wang Fan doesn't want to get blood in his hands.

The most important thing is, against these people, he is too cheap to deal with.

Of course, Wang Fan did not intend to let them go.

Following the chase shootout in the front, a chase scene was also staged in the back, but it became a sword fight.

Wang Fan's expression was calm. He kept stepping on the throttle and hanging gears. Under his control, the taxi was like a raging bull.

Instead of driving back to the villa, Wang Fan ran in the direction of the gunfire.

Although he didn't want to get involved in the vortex, he didn't mind borrowing a knife to kill.

The swordsmen chased very tightly and bite very hard. They kept getting closer to the taxi, but there were a lot of vehicles along the way blocking the road, and they didn't catch up.

The knifemen looked at the taxi that was about to catch up many times but couldn't catch up.

They wished they had a gun in their hand, which directly blew the taxi tire.

It's a pity that they are just knives and no guns in their hands.

Wang Fan quickly caught up with the vehicle in front of the shootout.

The sound of gunshots thundered, and it was dazzling like fireworks in the dark night.

Wang Fan also saw clearly that four cars were chasing a car, and the chased car had been riddled with gunshots and broken.

It's just that the people inside seem to be fine, and the car skills are also very good. They have repeatedly avoided bullets shot at key positions such as tires and mailboxes.

"Wang Ba Dan, get away!" The people in the four cars saw Wang Fan chasing him in a taxi, and followed by seven or eight cars.

In one of the cars, a faceless arrogant man plucked his head out of the window and couldn't help swearing. At the same time, he shot two shots at Wang Fan's taxi.

Pounce.

The piercing gun sounded loudly, and a thick thumb hole was blown out on the ground.

Wang Fan was furious, this Nima was so unreasonable.

If it weren't for his cleverness, he had been punctured just now.

Wang Fan was originally guilty of using their hands to kill the swordsmen in the back. Now he is not guilty at all.

"Nima's, dare to let Lao Tzu get away, to death!" Wang Fan roared, stepped on the accelerator, and crashed into the car.

As soon as the car shook, before the man with a fleshy face retracted his head, he slammed hard against the window edge, his head bleeding.

He wiped the blood from his head and was planning to shoot Wang Fan angrily. Wang Fan has accelerated with a stab, surpassed to the front, and domineeringly said:

"Brothers, hack me these bitches!"

With Wang Fan's voice falling, the group of chasing knife-hand vehicles in the back has chased up, and the bright and sharp knife is found from the window.

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