PFC Chapter 273 Kill
Chapter 273 Kill
Zhang Yun never tolerates anyone who provokes him, especially when he is eating.
His patience is limited, especially when faced with such unprovoked provocation. His eyes flashed with a cold light, as if warning the other party that he is not to be trifled with.
His eyes swept over to Ah Meng, and those cold eyes, like two rays of cold light, made Ah Meng's heart jump.
Ah Meng's original arrogance was instantly extinguished, and a trace of uneasiness flashed in his eyes. He felt as if he had provoked someone he shouldn't have provoked.
He subconsciously took a step back, but quickly stood firm, trying to maintain his dignity.
However, just then!
Before he could react,
Zhang Yun moved!
His movements were as fast as lightning, and he seemed to disappear from the spot in an instant.
A Meng only felt a flash before his eyes, and then a huge force came towards him.
He felt like a terrifying tank was charging towards him, and a trace of fear flashed in his eyes.
"Crash!"
With a loud bang, Ah Meng's body was instantly knocked away. His body was like a piece of broken glass, instantly turning into bloody flesh and nailed to the wall of the cafeteria behind.
Blood splattered everywhere, and the atmosphere in the entire cafeteria froze instantly. Everyone was stunned by this sudden violent scene.
Wang Lu swallowed hard, his throat rolled slightly, and a hint of shock and disbelief flashed in his eyes.
He looked at Lin Qiye, his voice trembling and incredulous:
"Are all your kids these days so violent?"
There was a hint of confusion in his voice, but more of shock.
There were complex emotions flashing in his eyes, as if he was wondering what was wrong with the world.
Lin Qiye let out a sigh, his eyes filled with a hint of ease and teasing.
He smiled slightly, with a hint of complacency in his tone:
"Fortunately, I was smart! I protected Zhang Yun far away, otherwise he would have been covered in blood."
There was a hint of teasing and humor in his voice, as if everything that had just happened was an inevitable outcome.
When Wang Lu heard Lin Qiye's words, the corners of his mouth twitched suddenly, and a trace of helplessness and a dilemma flashed in his eyes.
He secretly complained in his heart:
"Nimma! Is this what I meant?"
"Look what you're talking about?"
Although Boss Han was surprised by Zhang Yun's terrifying strength, a hint of disbelief flashed in his eyes, as if he couldn't believe that the young man in front of him was so powerful.
However, as the most senior prisoner in the entire prison, he was accustomed to being respected and obeyed by everyone.
Now someone actually dared to challenge his authority, which made him feel extremely angry and unbelievable.
His expression instantly turned cold, and his originally gentle face became ferocious and terrifying.
There was a cold light in his eyes, like a bloodthirsty poisonous snake, ready to launch a fatal blow at any time.
The corners of his mouth twitched slightly, revealing a cold smile. There was no warmth in that smile, but instead it made people feel a deep chill.
"Arrogant boy! You have to understand! To get by, you need power!!!"
Boss Han's voice was low and powerful, and every word seemed to be squeezed out from between his teeth, full of threats and warnings.
His words revealed an unquestionable authority, as if telling Zhang Yun that this was where he had the final say.
He slammed the table with a loud bang, shaking the entire cafeteria.
There was a glint of cruelty in his eyes, and a cruel command in his voice:
"Teach this ignorant boy a lesson! Take his head off for me and make it a collection!"
His voice echoed in the cafeteria, and every word was filled with murderous intent, as if announcing Zhang Yun's death sentence.
moment!
The atmosphere in the entire cafeteria suddenly became extremely tense, as if a storm was about to come.
Dozens of people stood up in unison, their movements in unison, as if they had rehearsed it beforehand.
Their eyes flashed with ferocity and greed, as if they were wolves seeing their prey.
Among these people, some carried benches, and some picked up tables and chairs. The weapons seemed particularly heavy in their hands, but their movements were extremely quick and decisive.
There were a few people who were more covert in their movements. They quietly came in front of the surveillance camera with a hint of cunning in their eyes.
They took out something black from their pockets, which was not sure whether it was rice or mud, and quickly and skillfully blocked the surveillance camera with it.
These black substances look sticky, as if they can effectively block the surveillance camera's view, preventing people outside from seeing what is about to happen in the cafeteria.
Their movements were quick and silent, revealing a tacit understanding and experience.
Then!
The crowd exploded in an instant like a lit powder keg.
They let out bursts of low roars, their voices filled with murderous intent and anger.
These people pounced on Zhang Yun like wolves. Their movements were swift and fierce, as if they wanted to tear Zhang Yun into pieces.
There was a crazy expression on their faces, and bloodthirsty light flashed in their eyes, as if they had already seen Zhang Yun's end.
Zhang Yun stood in place, his body slightly leaning forward, as if he was ready to fight.
There was a flash of coldness and disdain in his eyes, which were like the cold wind on the top of an iceberg, biting and merciless.
Faced with dozens of people rushing towards him, he did not retreat at all, but instead appeared more calm and composed.
Zhang Yun raised his hand slightly and slowly opened it. His movements were so gentle that it seemed as if he was just making a simple gesture.
However, at this moment, a ten-centimeter-long black god-killing gun quietly appeared in his hand.
The gun emitted a strange black light, as if it contained endless murderous intent and power.
Its appearance made no sound, yet it instantly froze the atmosphere in the entire cafeteria.
Under Zhang Yun's control, the God-killing Spear shot out at a rapid speed like a black lightning.
It was moving so fast that it was almost impossible to see its trajectory.
The God-killing Spear drew zigzag arcs in the air, like a nimble black snake, weaving through the crowd.
Each flash is accompanied by a flash of lightning, which is dazzling.
"Clap!"
With a crisp sound, the bodies of dozens of people fell to the ground one after another.
Their eyebrows were accurately pierced by the God-killing Spear, and blood gushed out instantly.
The moment these corpses fell, they seemed to be pulled by some invisible force and quickly turned into blood mist, filling the air.
Afterwards, the blood mist did not dissipate, but slowly merged into the God-Slaying Spear. The surface of the God-Slaying Spear seemed to have countless tiny holes, greedily absorbing the blood mist.
As the blood mist merged into it, the black light of the God-killing Spear became more intense, as if its power was constantly increasing.
The corners of Zhang Yun's mouth rose slightly, revealing a cold smile, and he looked at Boss Han.
At this time, Boss Han's eyes were dull and he was extremely terrified, sitting paralyzed on the ground.
“You…you are not human…you devil!!!
demon!!!!"
"Hurry up! Help! Help! Someone's killing me!!!"