Chapter 503： I want to hit my nine!

At this time Zhou Shicheng only felt that he had five internal organs.

Like a river and a sea, a stream of blood poured from the throat.

But he was also a ruthless man, with the tip of his tongue against the upper alveolar.

Swallowing the blood and blood that surged up again.

He gasped for a few breaths and stood up stupidly.

But when he looked up to see Zhang Xiaofan, he was empty in front of him.

None of the ghost shadows!

"What about people ?!"

Zhou Shicheng held his knees, gasping, and constantly looking around.

But Zhang Xiaofan seemed to disappear from the box out of thin air.

And just when he felt a little confused.

I saw his younger brother, Zhou Shijie, and he was pointing his fingers behind his face in shock.

Is it ...

Zhou Shicheng's pupils suddenly shrank into a dangerous needle-like shape.

I was about to turn around and look, and felt a soft knee.

The whole person suddenly knelt on the ground!

However, he just wanted to struggle to stand up.

I just felt my shoulder sink, a dagger with a chill.

In this way, he pressed heavily on his shoulder.

The knife was his knife, but the blade pointed at his throat!

The blade was so close that he could feel it clearly.

The slight tingling sensation in the skin of your neck!

This feeling makes people shudder!

Zhou Shicheng's brain, "humming", exploded!

The entire human brain is blank, as if being fixed.

Knelt on the ground trembling, dare not move!

Zhang Xiaofan was standing behind him at this moment.

He leaned forward slightly and reached his ear. Laughing faintly, said.

"It's better to be low-key, don't be so crazy!"

Seeing his big disciple Zhou Shicheng, even Zhang Xiaofan did not go through.

Not only was the weapon taken by the other party, but it was also worn around the neck with a knife holder.

This made Zhou Tianhua, who was originally a world-renowned man, unable to sit anymore.

"Uh-!"

Zhou Tianhua clapped on the armrest of the chair with a big palm, and the whole person stood up arrogantly.

He glared at Zhang Xiaofan, and his eyes shot two murderous shots.

"Let him go or you die!"

Zhang Xiaofan heard the words and slowly raised his head.

Squinting his eyes, looking at Zhou Tianhua for a few seconds.

Suddenly laughed and said: "You want to kill me too!"

"Yes, as long as you dare to touch my apprentice today."

"I swear here, not just you."

"I, Zhou Tianhua, will also treat your parents, relatives, brothers, lovers."

"Anyone who has nothing to do with you at all."

"I, Zhou Tianhua, will smash them into tens of thousands of corpses, and beat you up!"

Zhou Tianhua's words were full of vitality, word by word, deafening.

It sounds chilling!

But this murderous warning. I heard Zhang Xiaofan's ear ...

"Ha ha..."

"You want to knock me out of the Nine Tribes and destroy my house in Zhangjiamen?"

With that said, Zhang Xiaofan stretched out a hand and tore directly on Zhou Shicheng's hair.

Let him, his head lifted uncontrollably.

Then looked down at him, said.

"Don't look at me with this look, blame your good master."

"He wants you to die!"

With the words, Zhang Xiaofan's arm leaned forward.

Han Mang's glittering blade slowly stroked across Zhou Shicheng's neck.