The enemy in front of the block thought he was going to attack and retreated with a roar.
Ye Fan turned over again.
Another bullet came with a whoosh.
Before a retreating enemy could stand still, he felt a pain in his chest and staggered to the ground. His limbs twitched twice and then fell silent.
"Whoosh!"
Ye Fan didn't stop there, and instinctively rolled sideways again.
Two more bullets hammered into the spot where he rolled.
A lamp and a stone shattered with a thud.
The blond ghost guy who was about to take the opportunity to sneak attack Ye Fan raised his saber halfway and felt a sharp pain in his abdomen.
He looked down and saw a wound. It was obvious that a stray bullet had hit him.
"ah--"
He couldn't hold back a scream.
Ye Fan roared and shot up from the ground, shuttling among the remaining foreign killers like a phantom.
After a series of sniper shots, Ye Fan had a scar on his shoulder, and all five foreign killers fell to the ground.
They all took bullets for Ye Fan.
Ye Fan didn't stop, and moved closer to the blond ghost guy who was shaking back.
The blond ghost endured the pain and tried to fight back, but Ye Fan knocked his saber away.
"flutter--"
Then, Ye Fan grabbed the blond ghost man's clothes, lifted his body and rushed towards the opposite street.
Sniper, rooftop on the seventh floor opposite.
"Plop!"
On the way forward, two more bullets came. Ye Fan moved the body of the blond ghost and withstood the two shots.
When he was about to reach the opposite street, Ye Fan threw the blond ghost guy again.
There was a gunshot in mid-air, blood splattered on the blond ghost's back, and then he landed with a plop.
Life goes out.
"Whoosh——"
Taking advantage of this opportunity, Ye Fan jumped up and hid under the eaves.
Without stopping, he moved his steps, found the entrance and exit of the floor, rushed into the stairs, and then climbed to the rooftop as quickly as possible.
Ye Fan was unwilling to see the master who dared to shoot him coldly.
"Whoosh!"
As soon as Ye Fan kicked open the broken iron door, a gun was pointed at him.
Ye Fan slipped and was instantly out of the muzzle lock. Before the other party had time to react, his finger had already pulled the trigger, and a bullet sprayed out.
"boom!"
The iron gate became tattered and the air still smelled like gunpowder smoke.
A man in a mask appears.
After a shot missed, the opponent immediately threw a sniper rifle at Ye Fan, then pulled out a saber and rushed forward.
He took advantage of Ye Fange to block the sniper gun and quietly stabbed Ye Fan in the heart.
Fast, cruel, and very vicious.
Ye Fan stopped in time, jumped sideways, avoided the opponent's blow, and then struck out with an axe.
The ax went straight into the chest of the masked man.
The man in the mask twitched the corner of his mouth and drew a knife with his backhand.
"when!"
With a crisp sound, he blocked Ye Fan's powerful and heavy axe.
Ye Fan moved his body to the side, and his body took a few steps due to inertia.
The man with the mask also took two steps back, but the action was too fierce, causing his mask to fall down.
Ye Fan immediately recognized the other party's identity.
The bodyguard beside Ye Feiyang was also someone who had fought against Tang Qi, Red Fox.
"I thought Ye Feiyang would make a decision and not be so reckless and impulsive."
Ye Fan smiled faintly: "I didn't expect that he would be so petty and would go out and start the fight himself. It seems that those dozen slaps were in vain."
Red Fox didn't speak, nor did he put on his mask, but just stared at Mark.
He tried his best to overestimate Mark, but unexpectedly he underestimated him.
There were explosives in the suitcase, dozens of people were surrounding him and he was a sniper, and Ye Fan was also carrying a burden. No matter how he looked at it, he would definitely die.
As a result, Ye Fan not only broke out of the siege, but also allowed him to find his place.
He regretted not evacuating in time when the first shot missed.
But it was useless to be upset at this moment. He could only roar: "Kill!"
Red Fox swung his knife at Ye Fan repeatedly.
Ye Fan attacked calmly.
"Dang Dang Dang!"
The sound of twelve blows was endless, the swords and axes collided, and sparks flew out!
"when!"
After blocking thirteen knives, Ye Fan suddenly shouted loudly and took the initiative to start a counterattack.
His aura slashed out like a rainbow, and a streak of blood reflected the sky red.
When the ax went down, a trail of blood spattered.
The red fox's chest was red, and his flesh and blood were flying.
"Um!"
The red fox flew out with his sword and blood spraying out on the edge of the rooftop.
He struggled to get up and touch the short gun on his leg.
Ye Fan's footsteps slipped over again.
"Whoosh!"
The ax struck mercilessly, making a sharp whistling sound.
Red Fox raised the spur and blocked it hastily. There was another loud noise, and he fell back to the ground with the gun.
He spurted out a mouthful of blood, and his whole body felt like it was falling apart, and he was no longer able to fight.
"I lost."
The red fox lay motionless on the ground, coughed and said:
"This whole thing has nothing to do with Commander Ye and Young Master. It was because I, Red Fox, was angry and you hit Young Master Ye in the face in private revenge."
"Whether you hand me over to the police or Hengdian, I will handle everything on my own."
"I won't give you a chance to deal with Mr. Ye and the others."
His eyes were very determined.
"I can see that you are very loyal, and I believe that you will be able to carry it alone."
Ye Fan smiled lightly: "For the sake of stability, the official will probably let you take all the blame."
Red Fox looked at Mark and sneered: "So you should give up the idea of making use of the topic."
"You can indeed take the blame while you are alive, but if you die, you can't take the blame for anything..."
Ye Fan kicked the red fox out of the rooftop.
"ah--"
The red fox's hands and feet swayed and fell from a high altitude, hitting a car downstairs with a loud bang.
The car instantly sank, twisted, and cracked, and the alarm sounded shrilly...
For Ye Fan, the current situation is complicated, and the best protection is to make big things happen...
When Ye Fan quickly came down from the rooftop, Chen Xiaoyue was climbing out of the filing cabinet and quickly evacuated while wearing a Bluetooth headset.
There was less panic and more calm on her face.
As she walked out of the side door of Starbucks, she punched in a number.
The call was answered quickly.
Chen Xiaoyue whispered: "Master Wang, I am Chen Xiaoyue. At the Starbucks coffee shop, Ye Fan got into a fight with the Yang family. Your plan succeeded."
"Chen Xiaoyue?"
The person on the other end of the phone was confused for a moment, and then his voice deepened: "Where did you get my number? Who asked you to contact me in person?"
Chen Xiaoyue's voice trembled: "I'm just happy and want to congratulate Mr. Wang on the success of his plan..."
While talking, Chen Xiaoyue turned into a street and poured into the pedestrian street where people were coming and going.
Wang Qiaochu shouted again: "Who gave you my number? The person you should contact is Xiongzi, not me!"
Chen Xiaoyue hurriedly apologized: "Young Master Wang, I'm sorry, I didn't mean to..."
"boom--"
Before she finished speaking, Chen Xiaoyue collided with a passerby.
She subconsciously wanted to take a look at the other person, but found that the other person had already left in a hurry.
And there was a sharp pain in her abdomen.
Chen Xiaoyue lowered her head and saw that there was a knife in her abdomen, and blood was flowing...
