Yang Fan killed someone, but they never thought that the person who shot was Yang Fan, and the dead one was actually a guy nicknamed Tiger. Suddenly, those who were still clamoring for good and clamoring for this should have looked like dust.

"Hahahaha, kill, come on, kill, now you're a bad pen." Fu Gaobin was the first to react. He picked up the bench and smashed the man in the face of the nearest man. With a twitch and a snap, the man was knocked over. This guy was the most powerful guy who shouted, and Fu Gaobin remembered it in his heart.

Wang Cheng didn't let the person in his hand go. He didn't say a few slaps, but he kicked him a few times, and directly broke the other person's sternum. No one dared to take action. The person who was beaten could only hope that Wang Cheng would calm down quickly.

Li Qiang finally wanted to come forward, but Yang Fan didn't look at all calm. He just watched everyone stop talking. After Fu Gaobin finished dealing with another guy, he came to his two women. The two women wrinkled their clothes and cried bitterly. Their arms almost broke and were almost insulted, so they cried a lot.

Fu Gaobin gritted his teeth and looked at the three or four people around him. Their current faces were just afraid, regret, fear, afraid that Yang Fan would kill him, regret why he was so anxious. Now, he was dead, fearing Fu Gaobin's murderous gaze.

In the workshop, Li Qiang spoke out, and he said, "Whatever you make, why not make a fuss, hurry up and get back." Li Qiang's words eased the scene. Some onlookers left quickly, and some people who were just talking sarcastic, were also very quick and powerful, for fear that things would involve them.

"Who dares to leave!"

Yang Fan said this coldly, then touched his chin. Wang Zhike took out a cigarette and lit it for Yang Fan. It was very terrible, but no one laughed at him. They even wanted to be this terrible by themselves. With such a powerful boss, are you still afraid of a birdie?

As Yang Fan said, everyone suddenly became angry, "Good guy, our commander-in-chief Li Qiang said it and it was apart. Give you a step. Do you really think you are the boss? You are just stronger than us. Could it be that you really plan to go against the whole car of our people?"

This is what most people think, but no one dares to say it. They stood there honestly, and no one dared to be the first bird anymore. That big man and tiger were not dead like this. No one dared to be stupid. He was honest and obedient just like a little chicken.

It was completely different from the unhappy thoughts in my heart. Fu Gaobin stood there, Wang Cheng stood beside Yang Fan, looking around vigilantly, and he felt a little nervous. However, under Yang Fan's plain expression, his tension was gradually buffered, and then gradually there was no such tension.

"What's wrong?" Li Qiang looked at Yang Fan unhappily. After all, this place is still his own place. He admits that you are very powerful, but you can't overstep your authority? And challenging your prestige like this is definitely not possible. This is how Li Qiang thought.

"It's nothing. I can give you five bottles of potions like that just now. I think your interest in them exceeds their interest in them. I don't talk nonsense. I want to save a few lives for these people, how about it!"

Yang Fan did not overstep his power by force, but spoke to Li Qiang in a negotiated tone. The latter paused, those potions were very useful to him and might be able to be studied. After thinking about it, Li Qiang was hungry and thirsty. He thought for a while, and then walked out...

The meaning is very simple. The potion is really tempting and can save a person. If you drink a bottle of that thing in a battle or when you are injured, you may be able to recover your injuries. This is completely life. How can Li Qiang not care about it and not want to get it?

So he decided to sacrifice several lives for those five bottles of potions. This method is indeed a bit unkind and righteous, but relatively speaking, others are willing to devote themselves to their bodies with a piece of bread and can kill people with a piece of biscuit. This transaction is of certain value.

"Go to do it." Yang Fan said to Gao Bin. The latter was stunned, and then looked at the four guys and sneered.

"Uncle, I'm wrong. Uncle, I'll kneel down for you. Grandpa, please spare me, spare me."

"We know we are wrong. We will never dare to do it again next time. Master, we have the strength to follow you and be your subordinates in the future, and be absolutely obedient!"

"Master, please don't kill me. I beg you, I was so sad that I was so sad. I'm kneeling for you!"

Several people knew to beg for mercy at this time, but Fu Gaobin was so angry that he could not let them go. He first slapped several times, then slapped and kicked them hard. Wang Cheng pointed at a guy and shouted: "You, die."

The person pointed at by him was a relatively strong man. This guy had been talking a lot of sarcastic words before. Now Wang Cheng scolded him and was immediately panicked, but he quickly came over calmly and said, "What do you say I'm doing? I just said a few words, but I didn't do anything."

He was explaining something, trying to escape, but Wang Cheng pointed to the ground and said coldly: "Kneel down, kneel down." He shouted, full of momentum, and the latter's expression changed on the spot. This person was the heir to the end of the world system, and he was also a well-known figure before the end of the world.

Now that he just kneels down like this, he is naturally unhappy and unwilling to do so. Even in his current situation, he doesn't want to kneel down.

"Do you kneel down?" Wang Cheng said coldly again.

"Hmph!" The latter snorted coldly. Wang Cheng was so angry that he wanted to beat someone up, but he heard Yang Fan take out his pistol and hand it over to him and say, "Fire the shot! If you don't kneel down, just fire!"

The voice is cold and ruthless, and the bloody kills!

Wang Cheng was a little stunned, and then he quickly understood. He pinched the gun in his hand and pointed at the guy and said, "Do you believe it or not, I dare to shoot?"

The man's face became even worse. After looking at everyone around him, he immediately understood his current situation, so he finally knelt on the ground in a frustration, feeling very dissatisfied.

"You uncle, you are not convinced, right?" Wang Cheng kicked him over, arrogant and domineering, and his big foot stepped on this guy's face.

The popularity almost vomited blood, but he still held back and stood there without saying a word.

As for Yang Fan, smoking a cigarette and not speaking, he just looked at the door and sneered in his heart. Li Qiang lost. He agreed to his request for a little blood potion, which had already made their hearts cold, so Li Qiang was destined to be unable to let them do things sincerely.

One potion, Yang Fan received both!
Chapter completed!