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Snapped!
The bloody ears and the flesh of his face fell to the ground.

Zhao Fan rolled on the ground, gritting his teeth to endure the pain on his body.

First the fingers, then the ears.

Even though Zhao Fan started fighting in a hell on earth like a slum.

But he had never experienced such a tragic moment.

Zhao Fan panted heavily, looking at his shot-off ear, his anger grew even stronger.

But he couldn't figure it out anyway.

Why did the bullet shoot at me in that posture!
Beside him, Zhao Fan's subordinates stepped forward one after another. They all thought that the gun had gone off.

"Brother Fan, are you okay, Brother Fan!"

"Brother Fan, let me help you, get up quickly."

Several people tried their best to lift Zhao Fan, who was like a dead pig, from the ground.

At this time, Huang Xiao's sneer came unscrupulously.

"Brother Zhao, I'm wondering why you can't even hold a gun after so many years of fighting?"

"With the gun in your hand, it can still go off. You are not afraid. If you say it, it will make people laugh!"

"Tsk tsk tsk! Even you, the boss, have such virtues. I can't imagine that there are still people under your command who can play around with their guns?"

At this time, Huang Xiao had completely put away the attitude of pretending to be respectful just now.

Instead, it was replaced by a blatant provocation.

Just judging from the fact that Zhao Fan misfired with a gun and shot one of his ears off.

Huang Xiao has already determined in her heart that Zhao Fan's power will not survive today.

He had to take advantage of Wei Mo's absence, get rid of Zhao Fan in front of him, and recruit his subordinates.

In this way, the three-legged situation in the slums will be completely broken.

At that time, with two forces, he will crush the remaining Wei Mo with one blow!
In this way, there will only be one boss left in the entire slum!

That's him, Huang Xiao!

In Huang Xiao's heart, his big dream of spring and autumn has already started!
He has even planned how to establish a second Black Dragon Gang.

Before he knew it, he had come before Zhao Fan and his men.

It is said that to capture the thief first capture the king.

Now, Zhao Fan, the king, has committed suicide.

His group of subordinates are even more like chickens and dogs, not worth mentioning!
Huang Xiao waved his hand lightly, and the subordinates behind him stepped forward and dealt with the people around Zhao Fan in twos and threes.

When the crowd dispersed, Huang Xiao and Zhao Fan were the only ones left in the field.

Zhao Fan half-kneeled on the ground, the pain in his body had made him unable to stand up, and it was even extremely difficult for him to speak.

Huang Xiao looked down at him, her eyes filled with pride: "Brother Zhao, look at your current appearance, how embarrassed you are!"

"It's exactly the same as when you were a homeless man!"

"Huang Xiao, what exactly do you want?" Zhao Fan was completely panicked.

"Don't forget, we had Wei Mo back then, and the three of us signed the contract together!"

"He's not here now, if you dare to touch me, it's tantamount to breaking the contract! You will be expelled from the entire slum!"

Zhao Fan was desperate, he could only use this method to try to frighten Huang Xiao, but obviously, it didn't work.

Huang Xiao said lightly: "Zhao Fan, Zhao Fan! Although I call you brother Zhao, you are actually not a few years younger than me."

"Why is your mind still as childish and innocent as a three-year-old child?"

"It's such a time, what kind of contract are you talking about? Ha! Isn't it ridiculous?"

"To be honest, I just wanted to bring people over to watch the excitement."

"I didn't expect that, you big fish, you insisted on biting on the hook!"

"If I were to pull the lever, wouldn't I be ashamed of the stupid things you did today!"

"Don't worry, wait until I kill you, and then organize your subordinates. After a while, I'll send Wei Mo down to accompany you!"

"Don't worry, it won't take long, I'm very efficient!"

When the words fell, Huang Xiao had an arrogant expression on his face.

He reached out to grab the gun in Zhao Fan's hand.

Zhao Fan wanted to resist, but he had no strength left, and Huang Xiao easily grabbed the gun.

He pulled out the magazine of the pistol, looked at it, and said with a smile: "There are quite a lot of bullets left!"

"But this person has too many eyes, it's not good to shoot, after all, I'm not as stupid as you!"

"Come on, take him back!" Zhao Fan stood up and said to his subordinates.

Immediately, four or five people came, set up Zhao Fan, and were about to leave.

At this time, Huang Xiao raised the gun pretending to be provocative, pointed it at Zhao Fan's head, and made a motion of shooting, simulating the sound of a gunshot in his mouth.

"Bang! Haha! Brother Zhao, I really can't figure it out, this thing, how did you go off and break your ears?"

While Huang Xiao was speaking, she retracted the gun, pointed it at her head as if joking, and also made a feint of shooting, and made a sound with her mouth.

However, he did not pull the trigger, but at the same time he aimed the gun at his head.

The bullet is out!

boom!
A loud noise fell, and Huang Xiao's head exploded on the spot!

The red and yellow liquid is flowing everywhere!

Everyone was dumbfounded, and Zhao Fan was also stunned.

Only Ye Xuanyuan, who was sitting not far away, shook his head and murmured.

"moron!"