Chapter 1193: Malignant tumor, so get rid of

Chapter 1193 The Malignant Tumor, So Get Out
Fang Chuan's strength is impressive.
Even An An's previous experience makes her very responsible and able to bear it.
However, I felt a little uncomfortable seeing the murder.
She was unwilling to let Fang Chuan kill An Lu just now, but now she has the courage to watch Fang Chuan slaughter these people who hurt the world and reason?
"These people are guilty of death. They are handed over to the law to deal with them. There are more procedures. In case of an accident, let them escape by chance. It will not help the whole society!"
An An gritted her teeth and looked at these people angrily.
She knows how desperate her classmate’s parents were after that incident happened.
She can still remember their sad look.
After experiencing this, her classmates are so worried and full of fear for this society.
She didn't want to, these scumbags could escape punishment.
Therefore, they must die!
"That's good!" Fang Chuan smiled, and then turned his eyes to the scumbags who had changed their faces, clutching the parts kicked by Fang Chuan and moving on the ground.
They killed many people, but when they were about to die, they were also very full of fear.
They were shaking all over.
"Don't kill us!"
"What can we do, we have to eat too!"
"We must survive too!"
These people, moving on the ground, slowly backing away, were still plausible and quibble, as if they were being forced.
Fang Chuan sneered: "There are many ways to survive, why do you base your survival on hurting and killing others?"
He said coldly: "Since you chose this path at the beginning, you must have the consciousness of death. You scumbags, with hands and feet, have become cancer tumors in society."
His eyes flashed: "Since it is a malignant tumor, let me clean up you!"
As he said, he stretched out his hand and waved, a few qi surges out, like a sharp sword, piercing these people's bodies in a blink of an eye.
Puff puff--
Infuriating energy penetrated through their bodies, and blood exploded, making these people seem to be beaten into a sieve.
"Ahhhhh-"
"It hurts!"
"it hurts!"
These people screamed bitterly and painfully, they were desperate!
Fang Chuan sneered and watched them roll: "Do you think this is the end? Wrong, this is just the beginning."
"No!" These people heard them, and they became even more frightened and yelled quickly.
But at this time, Fang Chuan flicked his fingers, brushing a few pill fires, piercing through the past in a blink of an eye, hitting these people.
Suddenly, the pill fire burned and began to spread.
"what--"
"It hurts!"
"Why is it so painful!"
"I'm dying, help!"
At this time, these scumbags' cries were even more miserable and painful, far exceeding the pain of being burned by the fire.
It turned out that Fang Chuan's zhenqi just now was to cause harm to these people, and to stimulate their senses.
In this way, the suffering of these people will be doubled.
And Fang Chuan controlled the temperature of the pill fire again, as if it was a slow fire, not killing them instantly.
He is going to torture them to death, make them collapse, and make them regret coming to this world.
Fang Chuan listened to their tragic cry and sneered: "The sins you committed cannot be sustained by a bullet. You should die like this to be worthy of the people who were killed innocently by you!"
"what--"
"Just kill me!"
"It hurts, it hurts really!!"
These people screamed frantically, but the pain only intensified. After hearing Fang Chuan's words, they regretted their previous behavior.
If they were down-to-earth and doing normal work, even if they worked a little harder, they wouldn't have today.
But everything is too late!
"They..." An An gritted her teeth when she saw the scene in front of her, "They deserve it!"
"Yeah." Fang Chuan nodded, pulled An An, and walked outside the basement without looking back.
As for An Lu, he would not care at all. If he is unlucky and died here, then it has nothing to do with him.
However, thinking about it, Anlu would not die so easily.
As for An An, he didn't worry, his woman, sooner or later, had to cultivate and enter the real world of cultivation.
The realm of cultivation, sometimes, is more cruel than this.
They should face death more!
The screams continued and looked a little terrifying.
Fang Chuan and An An walked out of the basement and returned to the warehouse floor.
"Huh?" At this moment, Lao Tu led a man wearing a mask and hurried over.
This man, it seems, about forty years old, his temperament is a little different from those of Lao Tu and others. He seems to be someone who has studied a lot of books and has received higher education.
Old Tu saw Fang Chuan walking out of the basement and was shocked.
However, his reaction was also quick. Almost immediately, he took out his pistol and shot Fang Chuan continuously.
It can be seen from this that he is really very decisive, and he is used to killing people.
Bang bang bang--
The continuous gunfire was deafening.
However, Fang Chuan stretched out his hand continuously, grabbed it seven or eight times in the air, and followed the clanging, deformed bullet, falling to the ground.
"You--" Old Tu paled with fright, "How is it possible?"
"This question was asked by your subordinates just now." Fang Chuan smiled, and then took a step forward, "Nothing is impossible."
"Don't come here!" Old Tu didn't expect at all that Fang Chuan would not be affected by the special drug.
They had some connections with this drug. They bought it from India. When they bought it, they saw it with their own eyes. With only a few doses, they could stun an elephant.
Just now, he deliberately ordered more doses.
He panicked, and his whole body was shaking.
Fang Chuan glanced at the old picture and said with a smile: "Don't be afraid, if you do this business, isn't it just a death?"
"Who said that?" Old Tu shook his head, not to make money. Who the is willing to do this industry? To die? how is this possible!
He plans to do it for a few more years, save enough money to spend the rest of his life, emigrate abroad and live a chic life.
He hurriedly said: "Big Brother, if we have something, let's talk about it. What do you want? Money? Okay, I will give you money. I have more than 20 million. I will give it to you."
"Haha." Fang Chuan shook his head disgustingly: "More than 20 million? What is enough? For people like you, I don't need money, and I want you to die."
"I'll tell you." Old Tu said loudly: "Do you know who I'm selling my life for? You think I'm dead, how can you get better?"
He looked at Fang Chuan fiercely: "I'm just a hands-on person, I still have a home."
Fang Chuan laughed: "Go home? Okay, you tell me, what do you go home?"
"Longxing Club!" Old Tu said quickly, "Have you heard of it? They are more ruthless than me, with more people in their hands, more guns, and more masters! Just ask if you are afraid?"