Immortals Dump Waste In My Home

The sudden sound made everyone in the court frowned.

Zuo Hua had a mixed expression on his face. After hesitating for a while, he gritted his teeth, raised his head and shouted in the direction of the entrance of the martial arts hall, "Brother Xu, don't worry about us, they have guns in their hands! Run away!"

Fang didn't stop Zuo Hua from shouting. On the contrary, at this moment, Fang suddenly expected that the people would panic and run away in embarrassment, and then he was captured by his ambushing men on the left and right.

Compared to Zuo Hua's stinky and hard bones, Fang prefers to see the weakness and despair on the face of Cartilage Tou.

However, Fang Fang was destined to be disappointed.

The footsteps of the visitors were not rushed or slow, as if there was a magical rhythm, stepping on the wooden floor, banging, and slowly walking towards the crowd in the dark passage.

Fang quickly lost interest, waved his hand, and whispered softly, "Kill!"

As soon as the voice fell, the sound of various footsteps suddenly sounded, countless heads surging in the darkness, the entire passage, around, and behind, I don't know how many swordsmen were ambushing.

In the darkness, the entire passage seemed to be a pot of boiling water screaming!

Fang's eyes were drawn from the darkness, and fell on Zuo Hua's face full of despair, his hoarse voice was full of sarcasm, "Is this your trump card?"

Zuo Hua's heart was bleak.

Although Zuo Hua knew that Xu Fan was very strong, no matter how strong Xu Fan was, he was only alone! Unarmed, he entered rashly, and he was in the passage. The darkness was cramped, front and back, left and right, with swordsmanship out, even if it was a god, it would be more fortunate...

What's more, Zuo Hua also knew that Fang had a pistol in his hand! Even if Xu Fan broke through the passage by luck, he was scarred and exhausted, he could not stop the pistol in Fang Fang's hand. In any case, Xu Fan is inevitable today!

In the dark and cramped passage, there were waves of muffled hums, as if iron objects collided with each other, making a very crisp sound.

Fang Fang saw Zuo Hua's silence, his face became more and more happily, and he chuckles with his hands behind him, "Zuo Hua, Zuo Hua, you are in vain of claiming to be a member of the rivers and lakes. In the end, not only the family is ruined, but the whole family will be with you. Death, even this person who had nothing to do with you was dragged into the water by you. Such a fate is like a lone star..."

Zuo Hua was shocked.

Suddenly, the screams and howls suddenly sounded in the passage, and it seemed that dozens of people were simultaneously subjected to a devastating blow, and they used all their strength before fainting to vent the huge pain that the body had been suffering the moment before.

"boom!"

More than a dozen members of the poison dragon gang holding mountain knives flew out of the darkness, and then fell heavily into the hall of the martial arts hall. The scattered knives fell on the floor, making crisp sounds, and the whole martial arts hall was solemn.

Fang's pupil shrank slightly and raised his head to look into the dark passage.

In the dark passage, unhurried footsteps sounded again, and occasionally a few faint howls sounded, but they couldn't cover up the extremely clear footsteps.

A few minutes ago, the passage that was surging like a pot of screaming boiling water, at this moment, was only one person's footsteps left!

The passage is not long, the footsteps of Da Da did not ring for too long, and the bright hall lights were shining on the visitors.

Dressed like a home travel, wearing a shirt and trousers, wearing a pair of white sneakers, the whole person looks very natural and casual, kind and amiable, but the knife-like face, slightly In the corners of the mouth that aroused, there was a little coldness.

The person here is Xu Fan!

Xu Fan seemed to have just walked back home. He didn't even look at the murderous people in the arena. He just showed a slightly sorry smile at Zuo Hua, "Lao Zuo, I've been waiting for a long time, there are a lot of people, so I delayed. For a few minutes."

The sound was not loud, but in this silent martial arts hall, it was clearly audible.

Zuo Hua did not answer, because the moment Zuo Hua saw Xu Fan, everyone was stupid!

Hundreds of swordsmen, fully prepared and cooperating for a long time, have the advantage of being in the dark. In a few minutes, all people are gone? Even the hairstyle is not messy?

A lot of people? Delayed a few minutes? Do you think this is playing a game to fight mobs?

The Fang was also in shock, but in a short moment, the Fang quickly recovered. Although the Fang still can't understand, why the hundreds of people who are bound to win will be counted in a few minutes. On the ground, but Fang Fang still didn't panic at all.

As the underground king of the West End, Fang Fang has the unflinching trump card and confidence!

"Papa!" Fang raised his pale hands and gently clapped Xu Fan's hands. He seemed to admire the young man in front of him, but in his hoarse voice, he couldn't hear the taste of appreciation. "It's no wonder that the young man put down his words and asked me Fang to kneel here and wait. It is a good method! But if this is your trump card, I think it is not enough for my Fang to kneel here."

Xu Fan seemed a little surprised, "Isn't it enough?"

The fangs squinted his eyes, "Not enough." The hoarse voice was like a poisonous snake spitting out a letter, which would violently injure people at any time, choosing someone to eat.

Xu Fan glanced at the two pistols on Zuo Hua Zuoping's head, and his voice gradually became cold, "So, what kind of trump card can make your fangs kneel in front of me?"

Xu Fan asked this sentence like a student asking questions in the classroom, and his eyes were full of seriousness.

Before Fang Fang could speak, a gang leader of the Western District gang stood up and scolded Xu Fan angrily, "Presumptuous! What are you? Dare to talk to the leader of our Western District like this?"

As the gang leader of the axe lingering under the fangs, Zhao Ken has always cherished the opportunity to win the favor of the fangs. Although the young man in front of him made Zhao Ken a little uncertain, Zhao Ken was very clear about his identity, one of the fangs. It's just a dog.

The dog, didn't it just pop out and bark at this time? If you don't work hard enough at this time, after this incident, maybe in the eyes of the owner, you will lose the value of existence.

Xu Fan just glanced at Zhao Ken slightly, then once again focused his gaze on the fangs, a pair of Gu Jing's unwavering eyes, extremely calm.

Naturally, Xu Fan wouldn't care about a dog. If a dog barks, then let it bark. If he feels bored, he kills it.

The sullen eyes of Fang Fang were full of anger, Zhao Ken withdrew back to his original position with incomparable knowledge, and his eyes looked at Xu Fan as if he were looking at a corpse.

"You want to know? I mean, are you sure, let me kneel in front of you?" The cold voice of the fangs seemed to suppress endless anger, and a twisted and beating face carried endless murderous intent!

Ordinary people who saw the appearance of Fang Fang were afraid that they had already scared their courage, and knelt down in front of Fang Fang begging for mercy.

Xu Fan only frowned slightly, and his icy voice was full of sarcasm, "Are you mentally retarded? Ask me a question twice?"