Chapter 805

The six Meng Wei wore uniform black strong clothes, and their strength varied from the early days after tomorrow to the peak days after tomorrow.

Different from normal people, their eyes are full of indifference, and their killing machine is expanding, as if they are not human at all, but more like a killing machine.

When they saw Wang Fan, one of them yelled directly at the sky to attract his companions. The others rushed to Wang Fan faster.

Look at death like home.

"I've long heard that Mengjia and Mengwei are powerful, not afraid of death and pain, and can be called a killing machine. Today, let me, Wang Fan, see if you are really as divine as the legend says

Wang Fan looks at Meng Wei who pours at him, and suddenly grins and jumps up.

At the same time, he quickly carried the sniper gun on his shoulder, turned the muzzle, pointed at Meng Wei, and then pulled the trigger.

Bang!

A loud noise, sniper bullets just like shells, directly penetrated one of Meng Wei's head. His head was as broken as a watermelon, and red and white things splashed all over the ground.

Out of inertia, he continued to take a few steps forward, then fell to the ground, dead.

Your uncle!

The other five Meng Wei looked at the scene, Rao is not afraid of death, not afraid of pain, eyelids can not help choking.

They thought that Wang Fan wanted to fight with them, but they didn't expect that Wang fan used the sniper gun directly.

This NIMA is too shameless, isn't it?

Looking at the fallen companions, their steps could not help but slightly stagnated, and there was a flicker of hesitation in Gujing wubo's eyes.

No matter how powerful they are, no longer afraid of death, and no matter what means they use to achieve their goals, they are human beings.

How can you beat Wang Fan with a sniper gun?

Wang Fan killed a Meng Wei with one shot. He was disappointed and said, "you Meng Wei are not worthy of the name. It's too much to fight. I thought you could carry three or five bullets."

The trough!

Five Meng Wei want to curse their mother again. Although they are dead men, they are also flesh. They are not iron arms. How can they carry bullets?

Come on, come on!

In their stupefied moment, Wang Fan has no hesitation, once again pulled the trigger.

In such a short distance, it was a sniper gun, and the sniper gun was still used by Wang Fan. These factors made it impossible for Meng Wei to escape, and they had to wait for death.

With the sound of gunfire, they were just like the living target in front of Wang Fan, their heads were broken one after another, and then they were unwilling to die.

It can be said that they are the most subdued Meng Wei who died. They were killed by one shot before they could exert their strength. It's no use for heroes.

Wang Fan shot four people and looked at the last Meng Wei.

The Meng Wei yelled at the news, so he was a beat slower than the other five people, so naturally he hid for a while.

He looked at the five companions who fell down in the twinkling of an eye. For a moment, he couldn't help but be in the same place. But even so, there was no fear in his eyes.

"Hello, hello."

Wang Fan, who was badly in need of beating, said hello to Meng Wei, then turned the muzzle of the gun and pointed to his head. At the same time, he asked seriously, "you say, can I blow your head off with my next shot?"

Meng Wei doesn't speak, but stares at Wang Fan.

He has only the strength of the day after tomorrow, and he has no innate vigorous Qi. His body is hard to carry sniper bullets, even bullets.

And he is more than ten meters away from Wang Fan. At this distance, it is absolutely impossible for him to subdue Wang Fan before he shoots.

His nerves are tight to the extreme, and his attention is completely on Wang Fan. He only wants to avoid bullets.

Come on!

A sound, Meng Wei subconsciously lying on the ground.

But then, his face changed, because he didn't feel the bullet blow out.

No, it's exploding!

Meng Wei subconsciously raised his head and saw Wang Fan staring at him with a smile.

"I said, brother, you are still Meng Wei. Is that too timid? There are no bullets left. What are you afraid of? "

Wang Fan laughs very much is to beat, "Meng Wei, Meng Wei, is blown by others so God, originally also afraid of death ah, you really give Meng Wei smear."

When Meng Wei listened to this, he was angry no matter how calm he was.

Your uncle, are you so shameless?

A nameless fire came out of his heart, he suddenly jumped up from the ground, and then rushed to kill Wang Fan crazily.

There was only ferocity in his eyes, only killing intention.

"Oh, I'm angry. It's just that you dare to come up and kill me just in the middle of the day after tomorrow. Isn't that a bit too much of a boast? "

Wang Fan sneers. He pulls out his shadow knife and waves it to Meng Wei.

Hiss.

Just a knife, Meng Wei's left arm will be cut off, blood out of thin air.Just in the middle of the day after tomorrow, in front of Wang Fan, it's no different from mole ants, so it's easy to clean up.

Meng Wei lost an arm, and his face didn't even change. He didn't even bother to stop bleeding. He waved another fist and rushed to Wang Fan again.

"Yes, there is a shadow of Meng Wei. What I like most is you, a warrior who has no strength but has to rush up to die. " Wang Fan looked at the scene, and he laughed, and then he waved a knife.

With a hiss, Meng Wei's other arm flew with it, and the blood mist sprayed again.

"Not afraid of death? Not afraid of pain? I'll see you today. Are you afraid of death or pain? " Wang Fan sneered, shadow knife instantly changed into a shadow, crazy toward Meng Wei wave cut in the past.

Wang Fan did not choose to kill Meng Wei, but one knife after another sliding on him, as if lingchi.

With the injection of blood, in less than ten seconds, Meng Wei's body had dozens of deep visible bone wounds, and the whole person was dyed red into a blood man.

But although the wounds were deep and miserable, they were not fatal at all.

The wounds crisscrossed, which Meng Wei said was as miserable as it was miserable.

"Ah." Under the stimulation of the pain, he could not help but scream.

Pain, it is too painful, even if he is Meng Wei, he claims not afraid of pain, he can't stand it.

"Don't yell. If you yell, it's insulting to Meng Wei. Don't worry, you won't die so soon. I'll cut him a hundred and eighty knives on you, and then let you slowly drain your blood and die. "

Wang Fan's smile is like a devil, while saying, while frequently waving shadow knife.

Isn't Meng Wei a good man? Isn't this the card Meng family played against Wang Fan? Then Wang Fan will torture these Meng Wei and beat the Meng family in the face.

After dozens of sabres, Meng Wei turned into a bloody man. His tendons were also broken, and even there were several bloody wounds on his face.

He fell to the ground, writhing, wailing and screaming in pain, but he couldn't relieve the pain at all. He wanted Wang Fan to give him a knife, but it was only an extravagant hope for him.

In his eyes, only fear, pain, life is not like death!

"Well, you play here slowly, and your companion will come to save you soon. The game between us has just begun. Goodbye. "

Wang Fan put away the shadow knife and took a sarcastic look at the direction in the distance, then disappeared without a trace.

Not long after he left, dozens of Meng Wei arrived here.

They looked at the five companions who had been hit by bullets, and at the companions whose whole body was stained with blood, as if they had been wailing like a volley. Their pupils couldn't help shrinking. They felt cold in their hearts, but they also couldn't help being angry.

Son of a bitch, too shameless, too cruel!

Even if you use a gun, you insult people by abusing food!