"Run!

Put your hands back in your pockets.

Qin Fan walked leisurely in front of the young man.

Looking down at the other party who vomited blood again and again, he joked.

Words.

Raise your foot to meet the young man's kneeling body and sweep it violently!

Boom!!!

Boom.

The young man's crooked body slammed into the wall of the dark room in a parabolic inverted flight.

Another squirt of blood.

Once again, the tenacious vitality of the Transformation Realm Grandmaster was on display.

Although the bones in the body have been broken countless times, even the internal organs have been offset and broken to a certain extent.

But young people are still alive and well.

It's just that the body lying on the ground and twitching shows that he is dying.

"Do you want to play a game? come, I'll play with you!"

The violent emotions could not stop erupting.

Qin Fan sneered violently.

Then he waved his hand at the young man in the air.

Hiss-

Hiss-

A constant hissing began on the young man's body.

Cracks burst out of the flesh.

In the blink of an eye.

The other party has become an out-and-out bloody person!

A hundred dollars?

A thousand dollars?

Or 10,000 dollars?

There is no way to estimate.

Under the rebuke of Qin Fan's controlled energy.

Except for the forehead up.

There was no trace of intact in the young man's body.

The screams could no longer be controlled and roared out of his mouth!

Just because of the glimmer of hope that he felt just now, he also missed the best opportunity to commit suicide.

At this very moment.

Even if he has transformed into a realm, his cultivation is enough to laugh at the world.

But now I don't even have a chance to commit suicide, to be exact - I don't even have the strength to kill myself!

"Qin Fan, are you so capable?haha-there is a kind of killing me!The game has just begun, one me died, and there are countless me!I see how many levels you can break through, haha-hahaha-!"

Tearing at his throat hoarsely as if it was about to ooze blood, the young man shouted in a hideous voice.

Transformation Realm Grandmaster, a thousand cuts!

What the is this concept?

Youth don't know.

But at this point, he knew that Qin Fan's strength had exceeded his imagination!

Perhaps, there will be no one other than the master who will be his opponent!

Fortunately, he didn't know what he was waiting for.

Fortunately, no one else was exposed!

"Kill you? for sure, but it's not the time yet!"

Looking at the young man covered in blood.

Qin Fan laughed out loud.

The violence in the body also filled his eyes with a bloodthirsty look with the scene in front of him!

Slowly walked towards the youth.

Slowly crouch down.

"What do you want to do? What do you want to do?"

An ominous premonition rose in the suffocating sobriety.

The young man exclaimed intermittently.

Ignored.

Qin Fan turned a deaf ear and poked his hand out on his Heavenly Spirit Cover.

Five fingers and one pinch.

It's so angry!

Regent Memory, Resurrection!

"Ahh

The pain of the ten thousand ants gnawing at the brain was born.

Every second, the young man felt like he was going around in circles when the ghost door was closed.

But he never got through the ghost gate and ended all this.

As a Realm Master with hypnotic powers.

While he felt his memory being encroached upon, he seemed to understand something.

Qin Fan, this is searching for his memory picture!

Damn it.

No

No!

"No, no, Qin Fan, I'm grass Nima!

These shouts, which twisted in the facial features, were filled with endless horror.

He knows.

Once the memories are plundered, the other members will be completely exposed!

What will be the result of what awaits them like that?

Can the plan that the master has arranged for them continue to be put into practice?

The answer is hopeless, pessimistic!

I don't care about the wail of a dying man.

He will not be so angry that his life will be ruined.

Qin Fan used his divine sense to increase the speed of encroachment and reading with an expressionless face.

Three minutes.

Five minutes.

Seven minutes.

The screams of the youth grew weaker and weaker.

Apparently, his life has begun countless countdowns.

Call-!

Exhaled deeply.

Qin Fan withdrew his divine sense, and his five fingers were also released from the other party's heavenly spirit cover.

It's just that this can't change the ultimate fate of young people.

Under the rapid flow of vitality, even the Great Luo Immortal was powerless to return to the sky!

"Should I call you Chen Tianyang or Master Hou? Tsk, I didn't expect you to be Chen Tiansheng's younger brother!

Let's talk.

Qin Fan stood up.

He no longer paid attention to the weak scolding of the young man.

With a grim face, he turned around and walked out.

And Chen Tianyang, who has not yet been completely terminated, continues to gasp for endless pain.

There is no suspense in death!

But Qin Fan wanted to let this prolonged torture continue to destroy his last will.

Death is not terrible, what is terrible is to die slowly in the torment of life is worse than death!

Get out of the silent chess and card room.

I glanced up at the afterglow of the setting sun.

At this time, Qin Fan's face sank to the extreme.

did not vent his hatred because of the termination of Chen Tianyang.

In the Regent Detective just now.

He found an organization called the Heavenly Dao Academy.

Dozens of Transformation Realm Grandmasters were detected and dispatched in unison.

I found out that the headquarters of the Heavenly Dao Academy is in the Middle East!

I even found a figure wearing a mask, dressed in white, and even with snow-white hair!

They call that figure the master!

The so-called game session, not surprisingly, was distributed to them by the owner!

The most important point is:

The back of the snow-white outfit.

It just coincides with the back that Chen Tiansheng found in his memory!

In other words.

Whether it's a bubble tea shop before.

Or the death of the earth under his hands and Chen Tiansheng.

They are all under the rule of one man!

"Your organization is called the Heavenly Dao Academy, right?"

Looking at the sunset over there.

Qin Fan frowned solemnly and muttered to himself.

Let's talk.

He lowered his upturned head.

There was a strong chill in his eyes, and he said again, "Who are you?"

It's just that no one can give him an answer to this question for the time being.

And he wouldn't have thought of the master who was leading these grandmasters into slavery.

He's seen it!

They have even fought each other!

But Qin Fan didn't think about it for a while.

I have to say, providence makes people!

Perhaps, this is also a test for Qin Fan in the dark.

The thin figure gradually elongated in the afterglow of the setting sun.

Walk to the opposite road.

Qin Fan sat in the driver's seat of the low-key Phaeton.

I didn't rush back to school to find Jiang Yinuo to catch up.

Instead, they rushed back to the Jinling Military Region General Hospital!

Meanwhile.

Jinling Airport.

A private jet marking a special mark slowly came to a halt.

Immediately after the cockpit.

An old man with gray hair after ejecting the ramp of the engine room automation.

Walking down from the cabin with a steady pace and high spirits.

Then he walked to the middle of the fuselage and stepped on the gangway.

Reach out and pull open the cabin door.

Stand at the highest level of the gangway.

Facing the middle-aged figure with closed eyes inside.

He bowed respectfully.

"Master, it's time to Jinling!"

(End of chapter)