Super Student's Three-realms Army

0As he spoke, he turned his head to look at the trembling Li Jiayi and Li Muxue who were hugging each other in the room.    

    

He whispered in a voice that only he and Zhang Xiaofan could hear.    

    

"See how I'll kill them!"    

    

With that, Brother Tiger continued limping in the direction of Liu Qiyao and the other policemen with the support of his little brother!    

    

Zhang Xiaofan looked at Li Muxue and Li Jiayin, who were hugging each other and sobbing softly.    

    

He then looked at the local thugs, who were all arrogant and ruthless.    

    

Zhang Xiaofan exhaled as the anger in his eyes gradually faded, returning to his original calm self.    

    

On the surface, it seemed like he was relieved.    

    

He tightened his grip on the knife and slowly turned around.    

    

He slowly walked towards the tiger brothers.    

    

Brother Tiger and his two lackeys were stunned.    

    

Upon seeing Zhang Xiaofan approach them with a saber in his hand, he subconsciously retreated in fear.    

    

But then he thought, with Liu Qiangyao at the head of the special police officers standing behind him.    

    

At this moment, even if it was Zhang Xiaofan, the two of them couldn't do anything about it.    

    

But he didn't dare to do anything to them in front of this group of special forces with guns and riot shields, did he?    

    

Thinking about this, Tiger Bro immediately found his backbone.    

    

Instead of retreating, he advanced and faced Zhang Xiaofan head-on.    

    

In the end, he stood firmly in front of Xiao Yan and said with a cold smile.    

    

"Little Red, why are you angry?"    

    

"Let me tell you, today, you will be …"    

    

"Zi la —!"    

    

Before he could finish.    

    

All of a sudden, the hum of a blade cutting through air could be heard.    

    

Soon after, a terrifyingly bright saber flash appeared.    

    

"Crack!" A sound!    

    

When everyone looked again, they saw Brother Tiger, who had been hooting earlier.    

    

That round head had actually fallen off his neck!    

    

He fell to the ground and rolled on the ground far away.    

    

And then …!    

    

"Puchi!"    

    

The boiling hot blood was like a fountain.    

    

It shot out from Brother Tiger's smooth as a mirror wound!    

    

Under the contrast of the noon sun, it seemed so dazzling, so dazzling!    

    

"Ahhh!    

    

He was holding onto Brother Tiger's two lackeys.    

    

They could not believe their eyes!    

    

He raised his hand and wiped the blood off their faces.    

    

Then he raised his head and looked at the headless body that was long gone.    

    

He was still standing on the spot and hadn't fallen down!    

    

All of them let out an ear-piercing shriek that made one's scalp tingle!    

    

Zhang Xiaofan slowly retracted the saber in his hand. The droplets of blood on the tip of the saber slid down the bloody groove, drop by drop, to the ground.    

    

"Silent —!"    

    

"Dead silence!"    

    

The originally noisy, noisy, and continuous crowd was now in an uproar.    

    

At this moment, it suddenly became deathly silent.    

    

Even the sound of a silver needle falling on the ground could be heard.    

    

At this moment, everyone's mouth was wide open.    

    

He stared at the young man who stood proudly with a long blade in his hand!    

    

As for how this youth had attacked before …    

    

And from what direction did he chop off Brother Tiger's head?    

    

Even the two subordinates who were supporting Brother Hu.    

    

Even Tiger Bro, who had been dead for a long time, couldn't see it clearly!