The movement at the door and Bai Fan's voice made everyone look at the door.
Basically all the wreaths sent by others in Xiandu were destroyed by Bai Fan's men.
Inside the mourning hall.
Eight professional coffin bearers have already lifted Cao Yuqing's coffin.
The time for the funeral has come.
The Cao family attaches great importance to this, so naturally they cannot waste time.
Even if Bai Fan said those words just now, the footsteps of the coffin bearers still did not stop.
Seeing this, Bai Fan spoke.
"I've already told you that I, Bai Fan, haven't sent Cao Yuqing off yet, so you can't go to the funeral yet. You guys, put Cao Yuqing's coffin down for me. I haven't gone over yet to offer incense to Cao Yuqing!"
The coffin bearers are actually from the Shen Tiao sect. They only carry the coffin and don't care about anything else. If someone blocks the way, they have no choice but to look towards the owner's house.
Cao Yuqing died, and most of the other members of the Cao family were ordinary people in the immortal capital. Only Lan Zhan and Sun Fang were left as masters. Therefore, the coffin bearers and the people of the Cao family all looked at Lan Zhan and Sun Fang. Wait for them to decide.
Lan Zhan said.
"Don't worry about them. Don't delay the funeral of the Vice-President!"
"You carry the coffin and move forward, I will clear the way!"
Although Lan Zhan is not Bai Cheng's opponent, it is well known that Bai Cheng's son Bai Fan's strength is very average. Normally it is not difficult for a master like Lan Zhan to deal with Bai Cheng's son Bai Fan.
Even if it is not easy to deal with him, today, for the funeral of his master, he Lanzhan has to fight his way out!
Lanzhan handed Cao Yuqing's portrait to the Cao family behind, Cao Yuqing's nephew.
Sun Fang asked Lan Zhan in a low voice.
"Mr. Lan, why do I feel that the aura of Bai Fan is different?"
How could Lan Zhan not feel it?
If it was really just the Bai Fan from before, with Lan Zhan's strength, Bai Fan would not dare to come and block the way. At this moment, Bai Fan came over without even bringing the Tianzi member and vice president with him. There must be a secret on him.
Lan Zhan explained in a low voice.
"Xiao Sun, I'm going to challenge Bai Fan now. The scene may become chaotic. You should take advantage of the chaos to find a good sniping point nearby."
"With your sniper rifle, even if Bai Cheng is shot, he will be seriously injured even if he doesn't die. It's not difficult to kill Bai Fan!"
Sun Fang didn't speak, just nodded in a low voice.
Behind him was this black box.
Inside the black box is naturally a semi-assembled sniper rifle.
After many failed sniper attacks in Guancheng, Sun Fang's mentality and state of mind as a sniper have changed.
Now, he no longer carries only one bullet with him. He felt that he was not qualified now, and that he was too arrogant before. But he knows that one day, he will be so arrogant again, carrying only one bullet no matter what mission he performs!
Lan Zhan walked towards Bai Fan.
Bai Fan asked his men to rush towards Lan Zhan.
More than a dozen people immediately surrounded him.
Bai Fan from behind said with a smile.
"Mr. Lan, what do you mean? I, Bai Fan, came here to see Mr. Cao off. You look like you are going to fight. Are you going to go against my Bai family and make Cao Yuqing's funeral uneasy?"
Lan Zhan's eyebrows turned cold, who didn't know that Bai Fan came here today just to cause trouble.
The funeral could not go on without him.
"Send off to my master?"
"You do not deserve!"
After Lan Zhan said this, he ignored the people around him and rushed towards Lan Zhan.
Some of the people nearby surrounded Lin Feng, and some rushed towards Cao Yuqing's coffin.
they said to the coffin bearer.
"Put the coffin down. Cao Yuqing cannot leave the coffin without our Lord Bai's order!"
Those coffins
The woodworkers naturally knew that the funeral coffin could not be put down once it was lifted up. They held the wooden poles on their shoulders steadily and remained motionless.
When Bai Fan's men saw this, they gritted their teeth ferociously.
"Do it!"
One of them gave an order, and Bai Fan's men rushed towards the coffin and attacked the coffin bearers.
moment.
Several of Bai Fan's men were all killed.
The coffin bearers were as steady as a rock, and the coffin didn't even shake.
This way.
Several people surrounding Lanzhan took action.
Lan Zhan flew away like a phantom, and several people didn't react at all, so they were knocked down by Lan Zhan. Those who fell to the ground had broken legs, stomachs, or necks and were unable to get up.
He rushed towards Bai Fan again, but Bai Fan sneered.
When Lan Zhan rushed over, he turned over and moved his feet, shattering a bluestone floor tile under his feet.
His punch broke through Lan Zhan's arms to block the defense and hit Lan Zhan's chest.
Lan Zhan was actually knocked away by this punch.
After falling heavily to the ground, Lan Zhan stood up with one hand on the ground.
The white sail had already swept away from the side. He jumped up into the air with all his strength and kicked Cao Yuqing's coffin. His kick was fierce and hit the heavy coffin board. Several coffin makers took a few steps back, but they still stabilized their steps.
If they hadn't taken these few steps back, Bai Fan's kick just now would have crushed the ceiling of Cao Yuqing's coffin.
"As expected of a professional coffin bearer, I can even block Bai Fan's kick!"
At this time.
Not far away, there was a low gunshot.
A bullet with a pattern on it made a sound that broke through the air and pierced Bai Fan's temple.
Bai Fan didn't notice the shot at all. He didn't notice it until the bullet was very close. He quickly dodged it, but he had no chance to dodge it.
His head was shaken.
The whole person staggered a few steps.
The next second.
Bai Fan raised his hand and touched the forehead where he had been hit by the bullet. There was a little blood, but it was just a scratch on his scalp.
He sneered, looked towards the direction of the bullet and said.
"I know that Cao Yuqing has a sharpshooter, but your bullets are useless to me. Even if you hide in the dark and attack secretly, with my indestructible body, the bullets will only scratch the skin. You can’t even feel the pain!”.
Sun Fang was also surprised.
Because his bullet really succeeded just now, and by the time Bai Fan reacted, he had no time to dodge.
But the bullet did not cause any substantial damage to Bai Fan. At that angle, and it was Sun Fang's specially made threaded bullet, even if it hit the alloy steel helmet, it would still make a hole!
Sun Fang finally understood what was wrong with Bai Fan.
"Qian Xi, take down Sun Fang."
"Although his bullets can't hurt me, I don't like the feeling of being tickled!"
Zeng Qianxi is the sixth-ranked master among the heaven-level members of Xiandu. He is the weakest among the heaven-level members, but for other masters, the strength of such a master is a nightmare.
A black shadow flashed in mid-air.
Sun Fang didn't react and fell from the roof over there.
