Super King of Soldiers in the City

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"You are Yi Mingjie, Dong Pengde's old bastard?" Wang Fan could not help but frown when he saw that there was only Yi Mingjie in the private room.

He recognized Yi Mingjie at a glance and knew that this guy was not Dong Pengde.

Yi Mingjie doesn't have the temperament of a big boss, and it's obviously a big boy depending on his clothes.

"Dong Pengde ran away, Wang Fan, as long as you spare me, I am willing to be your dog and do anything for you."

Yi Mingjie is also a personal thing. After a short panic, he instantly recovered. He knew that there was no point in threatening Wang Fan, and he immediately began to beg for mercy.

"Run away?" Wang Fan narrowed his eyes and was shocked.

This Pharaoh is really fast enough. How can he know that he will kill the young man with a sword and will kill a carbine?

However, Wang Fan did not intend to pursue it. Since Dong Pengde had already gone, it meant that there must be someone to report the news. Even if he pursued it, he would not necessarily pursue it.

What Wang Fan thought was, who in the end was so arrogant and unexpectedly informed Dong Pengde to run.

"Be my dog? What you think is too simple. My Wang Fan's dog is not that good, and I don't need a dog."

"Do you know what a fatal mistake you have made? You shouldn't have to do it, you should start with the people around me, so you go to die."

Wang Fan looked at Yi Mingjie coldly and said that he punched him directly.

"You, you can't kill me." Yi Mingjie's complexion changed greatly, and he started to recoil in horror. He didn't expect that he was willing to be Wang Fangou, and Wang Fan would kill him.

However, Wang Fan didn't mean to keep his hands at all, even his face didn't change, and his fist slammed into Yi Mingjie's head.

With a loud bang, a blood mist burst directly on Yi Mingjie's head, and the red and white brain plasma splashed, falling to the ground.

The head of the four young men in Jinzhou was just killed by Wang Fan with a punch, and he could not believe it. Wang Fan killed him like this.

Over there, Yang Xiong, who fell to the ground, looked at this scene and almost scared his soul.

He also did not expect that Wang Fan would be so decisive in killing, and at least did not mercilessly bombard Yi Mingjie.

That's the name changer, but the head of the four young men in Jinzhou, the energy behind it is still terrifying. Isn't Wang Fan not afraid?

His scalp was tingling, and he was frightened. Wang Fan even said that if he killed, kill him, then killing Yang Xiong would be no different from stepping on an ant.

The most important thing is that Wang Fan killed Yi Mingjie in front of him, obviously he did not intend to let him go.

Thinking of this, Yang Xiong couldn't take care of the others anymore. He knelt down and begged for mercy, "Wang Shao Rao's life, Wang Shao Rao's life. I Yang Xiong vowed that I would not say what I have today, otherwise I would be wiped out."

"It's not impossible to spare your life, but why should I spare you? What value do you have? Not to mention, you have seen me killing people! And, swear you don't take out that kind of **** thing to fool me, I do not believe."

Wang Fan stared at Yang Xiong with a sneer. The reason why he didn't kill Yang Xiong was that it was useful to keep Yang Xiong, otherwise he would have killed him long ago.

"I" Yang Xiong didn't know what to say for a while, but just trembling there.

Yeah, what value does he have? Dong Pengde had all ran away, and he didn't know where to settle down. Why did Wang Fan spare his life?

Yang Xiong became a bit anxious, even scratching his head. He doesn't want to die, he really doesn't want to die.

Wang Fanke did n’t have time to talk to Yang Xiong. Seeing that this guy could n’t say a complete sentence for a long time, he said directly,

"You have followed Dong Pengde for so many years and you know what illegal things he has done. I want you to cooperate with the police and destroy this brilliant entertainment for me. Can you do it? If not, you can go with Yi Mingjie. "

"Can, can do it." Yang Xiong suddenly realized, nodded quickly. To say something else, he may really not be able to do it, but there is no pressure at all.

As the core person next to Dong Pengde, he also cares about such an important place. Naturally, he knows that Dong Pengde has a lot of inhuman activities.

Wang Fan saw Yang Xiong nodded, his face softened slightly, then clanged, threw a knife at Yang Xiong's feet, and then stood there coldly, not speaking.

Yang Xiong looked at the knife, giggled, and dumbfounded.

What does this uncle mean? Didn't I say it could be done? Is it still your own life? It shouldn't be. Is he trying to injure himself and suffer a bit?

Thinking of this, Yang Xiong gritted his teeth, without hesitation, grabbed the knife and plunged into his thigh.

laugh.

The whole body of the knife didn't get into the leg, his tears were about to come down, and the blood was puffing out.

Yang Xiong glanced at Wang Fan, but found that Wang Fan was frowning there, unable to bear some scalp tingling.

What Wang Fan meant was obviously unsatisfactory.

Thinking this, he gritted his teeth again, resisting the tingling pain, and stepped into it with more effort. It was already very painful to get inside. Now let's dig a little deeper along the original wound, let alone the pain.

The blade directly penetrated his leg and penetrated deeply, and he almost fainted from the pain.

Wang Fan looked at this scene and was really anxious about Yang Xiong's IQ. He couldn't help but say, "I let you kill Yi Mingjie. What do you do yourself, do you think you have a mental illness or a tendency to self-abuse? "

Listening to this, Yang Xiong almost didn't spit out old blood, but he was puzzled.

Isn't Yi Mingjie already dead? How can he kill himself?

But soon he understood that Wang Fan wanted to blame him for killing Yi Mingjie.

Damn, this trick is really cruel.

At the same time, Yang Xiong was also speechless. I said, "Yeah, can't you just make it clear? The injured Laozi got a knife in vain."

He thought so in his heart, but he didn't dare to show it on the surface. After gritting his teeth, he endured the tingling and came to Yi Mingjie with a knife, and then slammed into it.

One cut, two cuts and three cuts.

Poor Yi Mingjie didn't get peace after he died. After a few knives, the whole body was already impaled.

Yang Xiong was deeply afraid of Wang Fan ’s dissatisfaction. He kept piercing a dozen knives to stop. After looking back, he saw Wang Fan playing with his mobile phone.

He almost spurted out the old blood, but he dared not say much.

"You did a good job, the fortune-telling is saved, the police will come later, you cooperate with the police to destroy this splendid entertainment club. If you dare to come out with moths, don't blame me.

Wang Fan said, took out the silver needle and pierced Yang Xiong a few times, stopped the bleeding, and left quickly.

Room on the second floor.

Qin Xue was anxious. Wang Fan had been out for so long, but he hadn't returned yet.

She had also heard the noise outside before, and she wanted to go out to see, but she was afraid to expose her identity and the fact that Wang Fan had left. She had to endure it.

"This **** has been out for such a long time, why hasn't he come back, wouldn't it be an accident?" Qin Xue murmured, couldn't help it anymore, and called Wang Fan.

But her phone hadn't been dialed out, the door of the room suddenly opened, and a man in her forties rushed in with a few thugs.

Qin Xue looked at the man in his forties, and his face changed suddenly.

Dong Pengde!

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