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Chapter nine hundred and eighty seventh broken arm to survive

Riverside.

Lu Fan chased after him all the way. When he rushed to the riverside, a black helicopter slowly approached, descended, and threw down an iron ladder.

Lu Fan climbed up and jumped directly into the cabin.

"Mr. Lu..."

Zhong Xu, the butler of the Zhong family, looked at him blankly... covered in blood, and the blood attached to the surface of the skin had condensed into scabs, emitting a smell of blood, which was daunting.

“Get close to it.”

Lu Fan pointed at the helicopter suspended on the river: "Leave the rest to me."

at this time.

Ouyang Honghai was staring blankly at the crowd crossing the Ma family camp on the Cross-River Bridge.

"What does Ma Tianming want to do?"

His eyes twitched, and his eyes were filled with anger: "He didn't shoot directly and killed all the garbage, and why are he playing the rules of the world with them!"

"Waste! All the Ma family members are waste! Nothing can be done!"

He is extremely regretful now. Why did he trust the Ma family from the beginning? Not only did his son die at their hands, but even himself is in danger of his life and may die at any time in Jinling, thousands of miles away from the southwest!

"Go away! Go away! They are catching up, go away!"

When he found the helicopter that was circling, his face changed drastically and he roared loudly.

However, how could the cheapest basic helicopter in Jinling Hotel be compared with Ernst, which is worth nearly 10 million and commander-level Ernst?

In less than five minutes, Ernst propeller stirred the air and approached the air.

Lu Fan stood at the cabin in front of the fierce wind, holding the handrail with one arm around, staring at the cabin opposite ten meters away... "Bang!"

My body was like a shell, and it suddenly rushed out!

Afterimages flew across!

Ouyang Honghai's face was pale in an instant, and he was about to fight back with a gun in his back hand, but unexpectedly, a cold and gloomy voice came from behind: "People die for money, birds die for food. If he jumped up, neither of you nor me would survive."

"Sorry."

"Bang!"

A terrifying force suddenly erupted behind Ouyang Honghai!

But when Ouyang Honghai didn't even have time to react, he shot his body directly from the cabin!

Lu Fan, who was approaching the sky, collided hard together!

"It's Ouyang Honghai who has a deep hatred for you."

"The people you killed are all from the Ouyang family. I, the Ghost Doctor, have no intention of interfering."

"So, I gave it to you, and I will break it with one knife and no more connections!"

In Meng Tianzun's faint voice, Lu Fan and Ouyang Honghai's figures collided in mid-air.

Then, the helicopter suddenly accelerated, and disappeared into the night sky without even looking back.

"Swoosh!"

The figures of the two people fell rapidly in the air.

"boom!"

On the river, huge waves rolled.

The two of them fell into the river at the same time, and as they penetrated deep into the river, a surging fist wind suddenly hit Lu Fan's face.

Lu Fan subconsciously raised his hand to block it, and at the same time he stretched out his left hand, grabbed Ouyang Honghai's arm, and pulled it back suddenly, trying to hold him firmly in his hand...

"Thorn!"

"puff!"

A stream of blood suddenly burst into tears on the river surface!

A stream of blood spurted out from Lu Fan's mouth.

Then, he looked at a broken arm in his hand and Ouyang Honghai who disappeared into the river in shock, but he didn't react for a long time.

"Do you want to survive after breaking your arms?"

Lu Fan's body floated in the river, looking at the endless rolling river water, and Ouyang Honghai who had disappeared from sight, a flash of coldness flashed in his eyes:

"You can't escape..."

Lu Fan's face turned extremely cold and he turned his body shore.

At this time, Zhong Boyong and Kong Zhuyin, supported by the servants, had already stood on the shore and waited.

Behind them are hundreds of bodyguards of the Zhong family and disciples of the Kinmen.

The roadside above the beach is filled with countless black shadows.

Among these figures, a figure pierced on the ground like a sharp blade, staring coldly at Lu Fan who slowly walked out of the rolling river water.

"Lu Fan!"

The sound of Ma Tian’s destiny is like rolling thunder!

"Today, Zhong Boyong and Kong Zhuyin are under my sect, with a physical hob. According to the rules of the world, I should have let you all leave here alive."

"But, since you cut off one of Ouyang Honghai's arm, I can't just leave in vain..."

"Kong Zhuyin!"

He roared, and Kong Zhuyin was about to turn his head...

"don't want!"

Lu Fan's face changed drastically and he shouted loudly.

"Puff!"

A cold light tore open the dim night, pierces the cold wind, and quickly flew over Kong Zhuyin's shoulders, then fell back to Ma Tianming's palm!
Chapter completed!
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