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Chapter 72

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"Damn it! Quickly kill him! "Zhu Xiao and the rest felt fear, cold sweat pouring down like rain.

Unfortunately, a huge sense of oppression was like a weight hanging on everyone's heart, causing the thugs' bodies to become incomparably stiff.

On the contrary, Ye Fan's figure was like a tornado, spinning back and forth between the group of gunmen. After three rounds, the dozen or so gunmen all started to bleed from their throats!

A chopstick had become an unstoppable killing weapon!

The ground was filled with bullets and the smell of gunpowder. It was simply unable to stop Ye Fan from charging into the formation and easily slaughtering all the gunmen!

"Hey, here you go!!"

Ye Fan threw away the bloodstained chopsticks, bent down to pick up two submachine guns, and threw them towards Zhao Zhong and the others.

Two men with quick reflexes received the submachine guns and immediately aimed them at the people from the Three Great Halls!

"This … How is this possible? He was clearly hit by a bullet!! "Wu Zhen thought he was seeing things.

"What the hell … don't! Don't shoot! "When Zhu Xiao saw that there was a gun in front of him, his face turned ashen with fear.

It only took less than 15 seconds for the entire workshop to change!

Ning Zimo stood up from behind the machine tool and stared blankly at all of this, as if she was in a dream.

Ye Fan, on the other hand, did not seem to be too excited. Dealing with such a group of fellows was not a big deal to him.

He quietly walked over to the woman and smiled, "Ning Jie, you handle the rest. Kill those who deserve to be killed. Don't be soft-hearted."

"Hmm …" Ning Xuemo's bright eyes flickered as she stared at the man, unable to shift her gaze away.

She knew that Ye Fan was very strong, but she never thought that Ye Fan would be this strong!

More than a dozen submachine guns were pointed at him and surrounded him. The bullets were so dense, but he was still able to move around freely. He even killed all the gunmen with a bamboo chopstick!?

One had to know that most people would instinctively feel a strong sense of fear when faced with a gun. If one was pointed at by a gun, it would be commendable if one did not raise one's hand to surrender.

For someone like Ye Fan to treat the rain of bullets as child's play, how fierce of a psychological quality and how powerful of a strength did he have to be!

Zhao Zhong and the other people from the Purple Bamboo Forest all looked at Ye Fan with fanatical worship in their eyes.

"Brother Zhao, no wonder you respect Brother Fan so much. He really is a god!"

"Damn, it feels so good! As expected of Eldest Young Miss's lover! "

Zhao Zhong patted the guy's head and scolded with a smile, "Don't talk nonsense! Be careful, Brother Fan won't be happy if he hears it! "

With a strong psychological pillar like Ye Fan, the group of people all relaxed and laughed heartily.

Ye Fan walked up to Zhao Zhong and smiled, "Give me the dumplings."

"Oh … Oh! Here you go! "Zhao Zhong quickly passed the lunchbox over.

Ye Fan used the remaining chopsticks to pick up a dumpling and continued to eat.

Killing more than ten people did not affect his appetite at all.

At this time, Ning Zimo walked to the center of the arena and said, "Plum Blossom Hall, Green Radish Hall, and Orchid Hall, these three halls have assisted the traitor Zhu Xiao in dividing the Purple Bamboo Forest.

According to the gang's rules, Wu Zhen, Zhang Xiu, and Yue Xiaoqing, the three traitors, had the option to commit suicide.

Zhu Xiao, you attempted to murder the previous president and have long been a heinous scum. Today, I must personally execute you! "

The moment they heard that they were going to be killed, Wu Zhen trio naturally panicked and shouted, "Don't just stand there! There was a gun on the ground! Quickly pick it up and fight with them! "

However, the gang members of the three halls were all trembling in fear. With terrified eyes, they looked at Ye Fan.

Ye Fan was eating the dumplings, smiling slightly as he looked at them. His gaze was indescribably deep and cold.

"President!" We were wrong! Spare us! "

"Guild leader, we were confused for a moment! Forgive us! "

Several gang members directly knelt on the ground and began to surrender to Ning Zimo.

With someone taking the lead, the other gang members naturally surrendered one after another. They let go of the things in their hands and wished that they could kowtow to Ning Zimo.

Ning Zimo also didn't want to kill too many people. After all, most of them were just following the boss to make a living and didn't have much of an idea.

"Those who pledge allegiance to me on the spot will be dealt with lightly. Those who stand, those who want to die with them, do as you please." Ning Zimo coldly said.

As soon as these words came out, almost all the gang members of the three halls knelt down. No one was willing to die for nothing. Wasn't the reason why they came out to support their families? This was the same logic as going to work.

For a time, Zhu Xiao, Wu Zhen, Zhang Xiu, and Aunt Qing became a lone commander. They stood there awkwardly, not knowing what to do.

Ning Zimo! You have to think it through! Don't think that we don't have anyone! Who do you think gave me the gun? Who sent the gunman to me? I have a backer! "Zhu Xiao shouted at the top of his lungs, but his voice was trembling.

Ning Zimo approached them step by step, her cold eyes glowing like the cold moon.

"You don't need to tell me, I know …" This is the manpower the Iron Lock Gang gave you, right? "

Zhu Xiao's expression changed, "You …" How did you … "

"Do you really think that just because I stay in the Purple Leaf Teahouse all day long, I really don't know what's going on outside?

It's not like Yu Hanlong of the Iron Lock Gang has sent people to Australia once or twice. I just turned a blind eye, thinking that you don't have the guts.

I cared about a trace of kinship, so I didn't kill you on the spot. However, you repaid kindness with enmity, and almost caused me and my good brothers to lose their lives … "

Only then did Zhu Xiao's legs go soft, and he cried out, "Cousin! Cousin, I was wrong! Since I'm your cousin, please let me go!! "I will never …"

"Sou!"

Without waiting for Zhu Xiao to finish speaking, a throwing knife had already pierced his forehead!

Zhu Xiao fell to the ground with his head raised, and his life was about to stop.

This scene completely scared Wu Zhen and the other two out of their wits. The three of them hurriedly knelt on the ground, almost crawling on the ground as they cried out.

"President!" I, Old Wu, have suffered a lot even if I don't have any merits. Please spare my old life! "Wu Zhen begged.

Zhang Xiu had a plan in her mind and shouted, "President! I know what's going on between Zhu Xiao and the people from the Iron Lock Gang, I can make up for my crimes!

"Ning Zimo replied with an" Oh "," Tell me about it. "

Zhang Xiu's face lit up, and she hurriedly said, "The reason why Yu Hanlong of the Iron Lock Gang dared to be so arrogant, other than the Iron Palm Gang behind him, he also has a South Asian arms dealer, a guy known as the 'Jungle Arms Dealer'.

The Iron Lock Gang had also ordered a batch of firearms, and it was definitely not at the level of these submachine guns. He had ordered a batch of heavy weapons, and the equipment of ordinary special police forces might not even be as powerful as his weapons.

I don't know what they want that batch of weapons for, but it's definitely not for self-defense. That guy Yu Hanlong must have great ambitions! "

Ning Zimo narrowed her eyes, "He still wants to buy heavy weapons? Does he have that much money? "

Because China's gun control was strict, if one wanted to buy an ordinary rifle, they would have to spend a lot of money. After a few twists and turns, they couldn't compare to the European countries.

Therefore, weapons like rocket launchers and heavy machine guns were not something that could be settled with just a few hundred thousand or a few hundred thousand. It was normal for them to be in the millions. After all, they still had to buy matching ammunition.

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