Chen Kun roared at the top of his lungs, but not only did this guy not feel any guilt, he actually spread his anger on others.

The person who threw Chen Jiao over was unlucky at first. He had almost no resistance, so Chen Kun smashed his head with a mace, and then drained his blood. Then, Chen Kun looked at the other people.

people.

"Chen Kun, no, that's a good friend of the old man..." the second elder of the Luo clan stopped him quickly.

Chen Kun suddenly laughed angrily. He stared at the second elder who blocked him and said fiercely: "If it weren't for you, my brother wouldn't have died tragically. If you hadn't proposed marriage, how could we be in today's situation... Luoshan

He, you deserve to die too!"

Chen Kun turned against him, and the poor second elder couldn't run away even if he wanted to, so he was killed by Chen Kun with a stick.

"Second brother..."

When the third and fifth sons of the Luo clan saw this, they were filled with grief and anger, but soon Chen Kun found them again and prepared to kill them all.

When I saw this, I couldn't help but shake my head. This Chen Kun was already mentally disturbed. If he were left alone for a while, more people would definitely die.

The mace in Chen Kun's hand was raised, and the three and five men were unable to dodge and were already stunned with fear.
Chapter completed!