Chapter 6117： I closed your eyes

It was just a short time before he could breathe, and his throat was strangled by the shadow.

Immediately, without waiting for him to struggle, his feet had left the ground, and the whole person was completely suspended.

Even from the beginning to the end, the people in black in the striped suit did not react from the previous shock.

In contrast, Zhao Yinger, she was filled with a deep surprise and horror at this time. She never dreamed that it was Zhang Xiaofan who didn't take the shot. She was so shocked when she shot it. Capture the thief first!

Even, until now, Zhao Yinger had no idea, when exactly did Zhang Xiaofan pass by himself, how did he break into the man in the striped suit and choke his throat!

"Save ... save me ... save me ..."

The man in the striped suit felt like his throat was stuck by an iron hand, even though he was struggling hard, but in front of Zhang Xiaofan, all this seemed so weak and weak.

Therefore, he could only start asking for help from the group of black people not far away.

After seeing the man in the striped suit being swiftly picked up by Zhang Xiaofan as a quail, the people in black didn't dare to neglect after seeing this scene, all rushed over.

Looking at the menacing, black-faced man approaching, Zhao Yinger subconsciously covered his eyes with his small hand, and he dared not to look at it any more. A heart was hung high in his throat by Zhang Xiaofan. In the eyes, how can one get up and down? !!

"嘭 ..... 嘭 ...... 嘭 ....."

Just listen, the muffled sounds of several punches to the flesh came, and the screams of screams also continued to sound.

Until she could no longer hear any sound, Zhao Yinger moved her hands and opened her eyes, but her eyes were quickly filled with deep surprise.

I saw that the original black people and the men in striped suits who claimed to be full members of the "Panlonghui" were all without exception, all of them were brought to the ground. Painful, sorrowful sorrow.

Looking around the field, only Zhang Xiaofan was still proud to stand there, one hand wrapped around the neck of the man in the striped suit, holding his whole figure like a chick in the air.

"You look at her, it makes me very upset!"

"So, I have your eyes!"

Zhang Xiaofan's tone was indifferent and there were no emotional fluctuations, but the words spit out from his mouth were flat, but it made everyone in the scene shiver hard.

Immediately afterwards, Zhang Xiaofan's head was thrown away, and the man in the striped suit was like the kite who had broken the line, and flew across the air for 5-6 meters.

He first smashed the large blue and white porcelain bottle beside the corridor, and then slammed his cheek against the wall, directly staining the white wall with a scarlet color.

"嗷 ..... 嗷 ..... 嗷 ......"

"My eyes ..... my eyes ....."

The next moment, a hysterical scream came, and the man in the striped suit was covered with blood ...