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Chapter 959: A Knife

"He is Fang Quan..."

Wang whispered that he didn't even dare to look up at Fang Quan, because once Fang Quan gave him too much stimulation, he would never forget that Master Gu Wu destroyed it with one hand, and this scene was already in Wang's heart.

"Fang Quan?"

An Taifeng did not think Fang Quan took the initiative to find him. He laughed and said, "Wang Xi, you can't tell that you are the son of a bitch. Don't you have reputation in front of others? Why are assistants appearing now?"

He laughed loudly and looked at Fang Quan again. "Okay, okay, I will find you for bad luck, but I didn't expect you to come to me on your own initiative, saving me a lot of time. There is an ancient martial arts master who did not disturb the grandfathers, and I was able to get myself out smoothly!"

He spoke so arrogantly that he got up from the bed, and even now in Chishin's body, his Kudang swayed left and right.

"It's really a person with less brains, poor."

Fang Quan sighed slowly, then walked into the living room again.

"You are looking for death!"

Taifeng's eyebrows shook, and then he said angrily.

With his hands on the knife, he walked straight towards Fang Quan.

First, attaifeng used a knife.

An Taifeng was first famous with a knife, but as he grew taller, he gradually gave up using the knife and began to cultivate his Shenyi. So his hands were the two knives in his hand. At this time, the cold light was so bright that he wanted to kill the fountain.

A clanging sound.

When the cold flashed, An Taifeng took out a sneer from his mouth. He just felt any threat from Fang Quan at the meeting. In his opinion, he could solve him without the help of Old Monster Sun.

"I didn't expect you to be so weak."

His smile was filled with ugliness and arrogance.

Then his eyes were covered with blood, like earthworms, gradually crawling from white to his pupils, turning his eyes into twisted pain.

Number of clicks-

One of his palms slid off his wrists and blood rushed out like a spring.

Taifeng's eyes were fierce and crazy, but the severe pain made him forget to fight Fang Quan.

He slowly put down his body, looked at his bleeding wrist, the cramped and twisted broken hand on the ground, and stretched out his other hand to pick it up.

Number of clicks-

The other hand, like a butter cake, fell off the wrist again.

At this time, his hands fell to the ground, and blood from his wrists seemed to have no money to pour out.

An Taifeng's eyes became dull. He just wanted to pull his wrist back. He didn't want anything else.

But he could only squat on the floor and quietly looked at his palms, like sculptures.

Not knowing that it took too long, Fang Quan did not kill him, but watched An Taifeng stand aside quietly.

It was kind to him to kill many evil people like him, only a little bit of it that made him feel the disappearance of life and the despair that made him reflect.

The wicked are never worthy of sympathy.

About half an hour later, An Taifeng's face turned pale and he could not even see any blood. His wrist was broken and his blood was getting less and less. Finally, he dripped out like a tired pipe.

Slam-

He slowly fell on both his hands.

The moment An Taifeng fell, a figure knelt on the ground and climbed to Fang Quan's feet.

"Two young masters, I know I'm wrong. I feel sad for you, Grandpa II, please forgive me. All of this is directed by Fang Yi 0, I have no choice but to make a living."

Wang Ning burst into tears. He wanted to reach out and grab Fang Quan's pants, but he didn't know what was going on. In any case, he couldn't catch them.

"Two grandpas, you can spare my life. I will never dare to do it again."

When Wang Xi saw An Taifeng on the ground, he felt a chill in his heart. You should know that this was a solid ancient martial arts master, but he died here. Wang Xi never saw clearly how Fang Quan started from the beginning to the end.

"You have done a lot of trouble for Fang Yi. How can you forgive me?"

Fang Quan asked enthusiastically, with a smile on his lips.

But in Wang Jun's eyes, Fang Quan's smile made him feel goosebumps.

“I…I…”

Wang Jun was speechless and swallowed.

Over the years, he has secretly taken care of Fang Yi's underground affairs, and his hands have been stained with countless blood. If he dies, he will die ten thousand times. If he doesn't want to die, he will live. Only when he lives can he enjoy it and women can 0.

"So...I can't let you live. How good it is to die."

Fang Quan said with a smile, then gently stepped on Wang Jun's neck and clicked.

Fang Jun directly broke Wang Jun's neck bone.

Losing the support of his bones, the king's head drooped, his limbs disobeyed, and he lost control. At this time, he was like a dead dog lying on the ground.

"Do you want to see clearly how you died?"

Fang Quan said with a smile.

Suddenly, Wang Jun's heart was creepy.

This person was so terrible, like a huge stone pressing against Wang Jun's throat, making him breathe uneasy.

"Fang Quan, you must not die well. I curse you to hell!" You know sooner or later, you will pay for what you are today."

Like a huge bat, the king's entire body was paralyzed, his abdomen was covered with fat.

"Your mouth can be spoken out. When you die, you don't know how to shut up."

Fang Quan sneered and said that he learned a lot about Wang Xi during this period. It was not until then that he knew that Wang Xi helped Fang Yi run a dark enterprise in recent years, and that his people had been infected, and that he had no idea how many lives he had. In the secret, people called him "a smiling tiger" and that he was a man who did not vomit bones.

"Gabang".

Fang Quan directly began to smash Wang Xi's chin, penetrated the broken bones from the flesh and blood, with tender red meat.

A shout

A trace of fire appeared on Fang Quan's palm.

The temperature of the pottery fire is not high, but it can burn everything. A little bit of pottery fire can burn monks into nothingness, not to mention mortals like Wang Xi.

The fire slowly flew towards Wang Jun's fat body.

The king's eyes were filled with fear and helplessness, but he could not change anything. He could only see the insignificant flames that fell under his feet.

Zi's ​​name is Zi!!!

When the flames fell on the king's feet, the latter's head twitched spasmally, and he obviously felt the pain in his heart.

When the fire satisfies the fat of the Shenmo body, it keeps making nourishing sounds, followed by a series of pungent and burnt meat.

Wang Xi's mouth twitched as Fang Quan forced him to grab his hair and watched one of his feet burning air fire.

Road fires are not ordinary flames. They always maintain a warm appearance when burning, and will not cause severe burns even when facing fat.

Wang Jun's eyes were a little desperate.

Maybe this is the most desperate time, so I can only watch myself burn a little helplessly, but I can only stand by.

“Can you feel the feelings of the people you are driven by?”

According to the information collected by Fang Quan, Wang Xi frantically sought to borrow high loans from poor families in various ways. For this reason, many people lost their homes, some people were forced into despair, and chose to end their lives.

Wang Jun was covered in cold sweat and the fire continued to burn.

At this time, all the flesh on one of his feet was burned to death, burning the remaining bones, and blood flowed out of the blood vessels and evaporated.

For a long time, half of Wang Jun's leg disappeared.
Chapter completed!
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