When he left, Fang Mo actually did something.

Especially for those who were about to do bad things to the base, he didn\'t leave his hand and killed them directly on the spot.

It\'s not a river of blood, but it\'s also murderous.

At this time, when his eyes fixed on the strong man, the other party didn\'t dare to say a word.

When Liu Xuan came in with the others, the strong man seemed to think of something. He punched Fang Mo hard: "you\'ll make trouble for me when you come, right... Right..."

Before the fist fell, Liu Xuan caught it.

He just turned gently and heard a click. That arm was completely useless.

Liu Xuan smiled calmly, pointed to his nose and said, "if anything, just come directly to me. Don\'t involve our boss. He\'s a good man."

Actually.

He\'s saving people.

If Fang Mo does it, this guy is really finished.

When he did it, he would break the strong man\'s arm at most, but in Fang Mo\'s hand, it would not be possible.

Maybe Fang Mo will turn him into a zombie and then be controlled by Jin Hui.

This man.

It\'s really not good or bad.

"Well, well, you\'re powerful, aren\'t you? Wait for me!" the strong man was twisted off his arm and didn\'t cry out. Instead, he was stunned for a while. He took out a whistle in his neck with another arm, as if he wanted to blow.

At this time.

Zheng Nancheng rushed out. He pulled down the whistle and said to Liu Xuan, "if you beat someone, you\'ll have to be unique. Don\'t leave such a hand. If you let him blow the whistle, the people here will not live at all. At that time, the whole underground people will come out to trouble us."

"You!" the strong man\'s eyes, like a bronze bell, stared at Zheng Nancheng: "give me the whistle!"

"If you don\'t give, you don\'t give. Don\'t you like to pretend to be forced? It\'s planted now? People don\'t understand the rules. Even if they are really mentioned in front of the leader, you will end up in a bad end. Don\'t forget, the leader said before that you should accept hundreds of rivers and have tolerance."

"And what about you now? The road is getting narrower and narrower. Guess what he would do to you if he knew?"

The strong man was silent.

The position of the leader cannot be shaken at all.

What he just wanted to do was to blow the whistle so that others could come out and kill these people at the first time. At that time, there is no proof of death. He can say whatever he wants.

But now, after the whistle was robbed, even if he had no such ability, he could only stare at the whistle in Zheng Nancheng\'s hand. He wanted to rush out several times, but he couldn\'t move.

What kind of person is Liu Xuan?

His hands, almost a thousand pounds of force, even if Fang Mo wants to give him a cruel, he has to think again and again, not to mention the man at present.

"What should I do?"

At this time, Zheng Nancheng frowned at Fang Mo and said, "tell me about it. Even if we can go in, it will definitely leave us a disaster. The leader is sometimes easy to talk, but sometimes it is difficult to talk. He may look at friendship, strength, and more likely to protect his weaknesses."

He\'s scared.

But there is no way. Things have happened. We always have to find a solution, rather than complaining about each other.

"It\'s very simple. Just kill him. I\'ll find some zombies later and let them chew him up. Then we\'ll kill the zombies. What a good thing." Jin Hui said happily. He didn\'t care about killing at all.

In fact, his heart has long been like steel, and there is still a bit of human flavor in front of Fang mo.

Outside, it\'s really tasteless.

Even, there is a taste of trying to destroy the whole world.

This may be a certain deviation in his evolution.

It\'s also possible that it was influenced by those zombies.

"I think this method is very good." Fang Mo also opened his mouth. He looked at the strong man seriously and said with a smile: "well, deal with it like this. Seeing that this guy is so strong, he certainly won\'t care too much about the pain. I believe that even if he died in the hands of a zombie and was bitten, he will never utter a word."

"What do you say?"

Fang Mo turned his head and looked at Yang Ye and Zhang Yuxin.

Zhang Yuxin nodded silently without opening his mouth. Instead, Yang Ye said coldly, "well, that\'s it. But I think it\'s not enough. After all, his arm was broken, so he felt that he wanted to attract a monster and let the monster eat his bones."

Who are these people?

Isn\'t it just a small thing?

Isn\'t it just to repair the door?

Now, what\'s going to kill people?

A strong man can watch the door here, of course, not because he has good consciousness, but because he doesn\'t dare to go out, he can get a little food to maintain his life by watching the door here. Although he is very strong, he really has no strength at all.

Now, hearing what Fang Mo and others said, he was both a zombie and a monster. He had already been frightened and trembled all over.

Regret it.

If he did it again, he would never deal with it as before.

This is terrible.

He can see that this group of people is not what he can cope with. If he insists on offending, he will die in the end.

Moreover, it is impossible for others to even know that they died in the hands of monsters and zombies.

"Forget it."

Fang Mo suddenly shook his head at this time.

The others listened and had no opinion.

They don\'t care what to do. Anyway, it doesn\'t have much to do with them, as long as they solve the things in front of them.

As for how to solve it, the boss decides.

However, Fang Mo did not forgive the strong man as others thought, but made the hairs on the strong man stand up directly: "Yang Ye, take out your knife and accept a name. Cut and dig this guy\'s eyes, tongue, arms and legs, so that he can\'t speak, write or express his ideas."

"In this way, we can still stay here. Will someone come to trouble then?"

Fang Mo smiled and said, "I\'m worried that I don\'t have a chance to be powerful. If someone is looking for trouble, let\'s let them see what is terrible."

"Yes!"

Yang ye answered loudly. Without fear or hesitation, he approached the strong man with a knife.