47: C47 Arrested

C47 Arrested

The scar-faced man closed his eyes and remained silent for a while. He seemed to be in a dilemma. Finally, he opened his eyes and said somewhat unnaturally: "Young Master Fang, although you are quite skilled, the so-called young masters who sent us here... Perhaps you really have the right to look down on us, but Lian Zhou... You really shouldn't have provoked him. His father is the second in command of the Public Security Department. That Black Panther... "

The scar-faced man narrowed his eyes and said bitterly, "Black Panther must have been killed by you. He was sent by the Lian family. "

Faang Xuan's face was gloomy. Second in command of the Public Security Department? No wonder he could order people to seal his company. This kind of person who had great authority in the government was a little troublesome to deal with.

If he was still alone, he would not be afraid. But now that he had a big family and business, he was bound to do things.

"Young Master Fang, since the matter is clear, can we leave now?" At this moment, someone from the big man asked.

"Oh?" Faang Xuan took a puff of smoke and slowly exhaled a ring of smoke. His eyes swept across the crowd and calmly said, "You want to leave just like that?"

"Then what do you want?" Finally, among the crowd, a burly man with a somewhat explosive temper opened his eyes wide and roared.

If it wasn't for Faang Xuan's powerful kick just now, he would have attacked long ago.

Faang Xuan's eyes turned cold as he stared at this man.

His strength had increased by a lot. Adding the brutal aura of killing two people in a row, the killing intent in his eyes seemed to have solidified. He glanced at him casually, but it gave this man the feeling of a sharp sword piercing through his heart, as if he was aiming at the muzzle of a gun.

Unable to stand Faang Xuan's murderous gaze, the man with the explosive temper subconsciously lowered his head. In just a short moment, they looked at each other. His back was soaked, and his forehead was covered in sweat.

The corner of Faang Xuan's lips curled up, revealing a cold smile. He said casually, "When you come out, you must know the rules. Since you dare to come and ruin the scene, you must be prepared to die at any time."

As soon as he said those words, the scene instantly became tense. Everyone could not understand his true intentions, but a chill rose in their hearts at the same time. If Faang Xuan went mad, none of them would be able to survive.

At this moment, a shrill alarm rang. The sound came from afar and reached the ground floor of Faangtian Corporation in an instant.

Hearing the alarm, the group of burly men revealed a faint smile on their faces. They were here. Faang Xuan couldn't possibly kill all of them, right?

"Humph!" Faang Xuan snorted coldly. His voice finally became cold and stern. "Everyone, leave one hand. Get lost."

Everyone looked at each other, but no one made a move.

If they had not heard the alarm, they might not have dared to do so. But now that they had come, this Faang Xuan still dared to do so. Wasn't this a little too bold?

Faang Xuan's face turned cold, and killing intent flashed across his eyes. He landed on the ground with one foot, and his body rose up from the ground, charging towards the nearest person.

That person was prepared for this. The moment Faang Xuan flew over, he didn't panic at all. He hooked one leg, and an iron cake the size of a washbasin flew into his hand, slapping towards Faang Xuan's face door.

Faang Xuan did not dodge. He let the iron cake come at him. He used one hand to form a claw and grabbed the edge of the iron cake with the other hand as fast as lightning. He pointed his finger at Faang Xuan.

Puchi!

The sound of cotton cotton being pierced was heard. A bloody hole appeared between the eyebrows of the attacker. His eyes were wide open, and he revealed a look of disbelief as he fell to the ground.

This series of actions happened extremely quickly. With Faang Xuan's attack, it only took two to three seconds for a bloody hole to appear between the attacker's brows. At this moment, the pupils of the remaining people contracted, and their Adam's apple couldn't help but twitch. The way they looked at Faang Xuan became even more terrified.

After throwing the missing piece of the pancake on the ground, Faang Xuan clapped his hands and looked around. He said, "Do you need me to say it again?"

This time, no one hesitated. Their eyes showed ruthlessness and they started to attack themselves.

They were all fierce people who had seen blood. They could attack their enemies or themselves without any hesitation.

For a moment, the sound of a clap of thunder breaking a hand was heard in the gym. Someone used brute force to forcefully break one of his arms. Someone had taken out a pair of truncheons, a Mitsubishi Bayonet, and other equipment from his body. They violently smashed and stabbed at their own arms. That gaze, that action, it was as if he was not facing a part of his body. It's an irreconcilable enemy.

Although Faang Xuan did not look closely, he was secretly careful. After knowing that no one held back, he slowly said, "Disperse. Remember to carry them away."

People naturally referred to the three people who were killed by Faang Xuan.

The pitiful group of people had originally come to seek revenge, but now, with a single sentence from Faang Xuan, not only did they cut off one of their arms, they even had to carry the dead people away with their tails between their legs. The grievance in their hearts was unbearable.2

One had to admit that they were indeed a group of ruthless people. Although one of their arms had been cut off, and the muscles on their faces were slightly distorted, no one screamed. They just tightly shut their white lips and silently endured it.

Everyone brought along the two corpses that Faang Xuan had killed and silently walked out of the gym.

Just as they reached the door, a group of people dressed in special police uniforms, wearing bulletproof helmets, and holding Type 06 guns rushed in with killing intent.

The thick and thick special combat boots stepped on the solid ground, emitting clear and neat footsteps. It was as if they were stepping on the heart of a person. The murderous atmosphere was so oppressive that it was hard to breathe.

However, it was obvious that the people in the room, including those big men who had lost an arm... They did not even place these special forces armed from head to toe in their eyes. Facing such a group of people, not only did they not show any fear, even their expressions didn't change at all.

"Who is Faang Xuan?" A stiff and firm voice came from the special police, followed by a man who was about twenty to thirty centimeters tall. His gaze swept across the people in the gym like an eagle's.

The group of big men who were pointed at by guns looked at each other and did not say anything. Not only that, they did not even look at Faang Xuan.

The current Faang Xuan had left a huge shadow in their hearts. They even felt that if Faang Xuan wanted to kill someone, even if there were so many guns pointed at him, he could still do it.

Faang Xuan narrowed his eyes and looked at Mao San, who was standing in front of him. He naturally lowered his arm and clenched his fist a few times before loosening it. Although his strength had increased greatly, he did not have the confidence to live in the face of so many guns. Of course, if it was just escaping, then it was another matter. But after he ran away, what would happen to the Fang Clan?

Secretly sighing, Faang Xuan didn't move his feet, and calmly said, "I am."

"Cuff him up and take him away." Mao Sanleng stared at Faang Xuan coldly and ordered the special police behind him.

Facing the machine, Faang Xuan did not resist. He let the special police handcuff him and pointed his gun at his head. He was escorted out of Faangtian Corporation.

At this moment, outside the Faangtian Corporation, countless people had gathered. There were onlookers inside, and of course, there were reporters.

When Faang Xuan appeared at the entrance of the Faangtian Corporation, countless flashlights were flashing at him. There were even some bold reporters who tried to barge in to interview him, but they were blocked outside by the on-duty reporters.

Faang Xuan's expression was calm, and he even revealed a faint smile. He did not have the slightest self-awareness of being a prisoner. At this moment, he seemed to feel a few special gazes looking at him.

He turned his head and looked outside the cordon. Wei was hiding in the crowd and waving his arm anxiously at Faang Xuan.

Beside Wei stood a few young men who were as capable as him. They must be his helpers.

Faang Xuan gave Wei a look without batting an eye. At that moment, a gun was thrown at the back of his head in front of everyone's eyes. The special police escorting him said coldly, "Be honest, don't look around."

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