They fell to the ground, their faces full of pain, and they desperately covered their throats with their hands. Their faces looked pale and they coughed violently.
Just a little bit. They were just a few seconds away from being strangled to death by Zhang Fan. Whether it was Mieko Oda or Sophia, their cheeks and collars were all covered in blood.
After recovering a little bit, Mieko Oda and Mieko Oda, with panic on their faces, hurriedly helped each other to stand up and ran towards the secondary bedroom, trying to get as far away from Zhang Fan as possible.
Zhang Fan didn't stop them from escaping too much, and he didn't even say a word. He frowned slightly and looked at his chest.
At this moment, there was a bloody hole from an adult's thumb on his chest. Seeing this scene, Zhang Fan looked as usual, with a smile still hanging on the corner of his mouth, as if he didn't care at all.
Changing his direction slightly and looking towards the door, Zhang Fan slowly walked out. As he moved forward, the blood hole originally left by the dark red energy beam that penetrated his chest healed quickly. If someone looked inward along the wound, they could see that there were countless roots inside the blood hole at this moment. The black hair kept squirming and intertwining.
In less than two seconds, all the injuries on Zhang Fan's body were restored to their original state. Arriving at the door, Zhang Fan gently twisted the handle, pushed the door open and walked out.
When he walked outside, he saw that around the house, there were hundreds of soldiers wearing black cloaks and fully armed, staring at him as if they were facing a formidable enemy.
In the hands of these soldiers, they all hold an oversized black Barrett sniper rifle. A aiming infrared ray is installed at the muzzle of the Barrett sniper rifle.
At this moment, streaks of crimson infrared light spots gathered on Zhang Fan's body from all directions, illuminating densely packed small red spots.
It seemed that as long as Zhang Fan dared to make any move, these people would shoot him without hesitation and beat him to a pulp.
Seeing this scene, Zhang Fan smiled: "It's so lively. What's going on, everyone?" At this moment, almost as soon as Zhang Fan opened his mouth, the soldiers all pulled the trigger in unison. In an instant, dark red energy beams burst out like a violent storm, all hitting Zhang Fan.
Countless bullets, mixed with extremely terrifying pressure, hit Zhang Fan's body without any reservation.
In just a few breaths, Zhang Fan's whole body was covered in blood and flesh from bullets, and his body was scattered in all directions.
The terrifying bullet impact lasted for nearly ten minutes before slowly stopping. At this moment, Zhang Fan, who was still standing where he was, had long since disappeared, as if he had been blown to pieces by a terrifying wave of bullets.
"It's done?!" someone in the crowd of soldiers asked nervously. As soon as these words came out, everyone looked at each other, subconsciously narrowed their eyes, and stared at the position where Zhang Fan was just now.
"He should be dead. With so many of us shooting, even if he had the ability, he would not be able to escape death!"
"I really don't understand why His Royal Highness would mobilize so many troops to deal with a mere human being. Is it necessary for so many of our elites to be dispatched together?" Another soldier said in a low voice with cold eyes.
He felt that His Highness was making a fuss out of a molehill by doing this.
"I think, we should..." The soldier was about to say something more, but the next second, his voice suddenly stopped, and there was no more sound.
"What's wrong with you?" The soldier who just spoke saw that his companions around him were silent. He turned his head slightly and saw that the soldier who was talking to him just now had turned into a shriveled corpse without knowing it. corpse.
"You..." Seeing this, the soldier suddenly felt horrified in his heart, and his whole body was numb with fear.
Before he could continue speaking, he suddenly felt a heavy feeling on his left shoulder. He turned around and took a quick glance, and saw a cold hand placed strangely on his shoulder.
"Thank you for having so many people come and play with me today. I'm very happy. As a thank you...I killed all your friends and companions." As soon as he finished saying this, this The expression on the soldier's face suddenly solidified, so he subconsciously looked around and saw that all the hundreds of fully armed soldiers who came with him had turned into shriveled corpses, dead. 's can no longer die.
They died tragically, with their bodies highly distorted, as if they had suffered some extremely painful torture before death.
"It's okay, don't be afraid, I'll help you too." Zhang Fan raised his hand and pinched his throat to pieces before the other party could react.
The soldier's throat was crushed, and blood gushed out. His eyes suddenly widened. In the end, he struggled feebly and painfully for a few times, fell directly to the ground, and died as well.
"Now that you're here, don't hide. It's boring." Zhang Fan looked into the distance. In a remote corner, there was a huge stone.
"Aren't you coming out yet?" Zhang Fan chuckled, put his hands in his pockets, and walked towards the back of the stone.
"I have never seen a human being like you." Before Zhang Fan could reach the stone, the hiding person came out automatically.
This is a handsome foreign man wearing a black suit. He stood in the sun, looking very casual, as if he was not afraid of the sun.
The breeze blew through his hair, giving him the air of a graceful and handsome man. This handsome man stared at Zhang Fan, as if he wanted to see him through.
"You are going on a killing spree in my city and slaughtering my people at will. Doesn't it mean you don't take me seriously enough?" The handsome man shouted coldly, as if he was asking for punishment.
"Everyone is destined to die. It may be heavier than Mount Tai or lighter than a feather."
"Shouldn't they be proud that they died in my hands?" Zhang Fan explained with a smile.
"That's nonsense. No matter what your background is today, you will die here." Although all of his subordinates were killed by Zhang Fan, in the eyes of this handsome man, his strength was still lacking.
He is the supreme vampire king. He originally took his subordinates outside to look for his father, but his father was not found. Instead, he met Zhang Fan, who was killing innocent people indiscriminately.
For a moment, this made the handsome man who was the king feel extremely angry. It was a slap in the face.
"You are not qualified enough to measure my strength. If I wanted to, I could kill everyone in this city within ten minutes." Zhang Fan continued to smile, as if he was telling a trivial matter.
At this time, his pair of pitch-black eyes were slightly deep, like an abyss, enough to swallow up any gaze that looked at them.
"Arrogant!" Hearing Zhang Fan's arrogant words, the handsome man frowned, his face was extremely gloomy, and he was already angry.
He has lived for such a long time, and no one in this world has ever dared to say such outrageous words in front of him.
This is undoubtedly not a challenge to his status.
"Now...kneel down for me!!" Zhang Fan chuckled, slowly raising his right hand, and under the gaze of the handsome man, it suddenly became like a clenched fist.
At this moment, as his right hand clenched, the handsome man's expression suddenly changed. The next moment, he fell to his knees on the ground, as if his back was crushed by an unimaginable terrifying pressure.
"How... is this possible?!" The handsome man was completely confused and had no idea what was happening.
He didn't expect that Zhang Fan just moved his hands and suppressed him to the ground. How can this be? But no matter how much he struggled and resisted, he could not resist the terrifying pressure on his back. He could only kneel down in humiliation and let others humiliate him.
While Zhang Fan was suppressing the handsome man to the ground, John Stankin finally arrived quietly and gasping for breath.
