"Especially his subordinate, he is really talented."
He was referring to the servant brother.
"That subordinate can fly helicopters and small private planes, and the car can fly so fast that I can't even get rid of him."
Marshal Fang's expression was extremely ugly.
You know, his car has also been improved, and its handling performance is extremely good whether it is accelerating in a straight line or cornering.
But the servant behind him actually used his excellent racing skills to squeeze out the potential of the car and forcefully increase the speed.
Although he was thrown away by the strength of Fang Dashuai's car several times in a straight line, he was soon able to catch up in the corners with precise operation.
"Why can't I use such subordinates?"
Marshal Fang narrowed his eyes: "However, Ye Yang and these two men will not survive for long."
He said to his subordinates: "Let's go to Base Camp No. 1!"
"It has my most complete layout and the most number of my subordinates there!"
He looked at another subordinate: "I have been notified that all the personnel from Base Camp No. 2 and No. 3 are here, right?"
The subordinate nodded: "Yes, Commander, the special guard team and 108 Tiger Force, as well as 18 high-level God of War masters, have all been arranged."
Marshal Fang nodded with satisfaction: "Well done."
There was a sneer in his eyes.
"Ye Yang, Ye Yang, don't you know? This time, I will gather all my strength to keep you here!"
only……
He thought of Ye Yang's powerful strength.
Dominate the battlefield!
That kind of powerful strength gave him a feeling of palpitations.
"But don't worry, even if he is the master of the battlefield, so what?"
My arrangements are enough to tire him to death here! "
Even if Ye Yang can fight no matter how good he is, his human wave tactics can still drag Ye Yang to death!
Moreover, as the time he spent fighting here gradually lengthened...
Those other high-level figures and core figures in Kyoto will definitely be unable to sit still!
At that time, once those people take action, Ye Yang will definitely die!
…
Ye Yang followed all the way and finally arrived at Marshal Fang's base camp.
"Ye Yang, you really dare to come in!"
Marshal Fang sneered: "With your strength, it shouldn't be difficult to find out that a huge Internet cafe has been specially arranged for you?"
Ye Yang said casually: "So what? Do you think these can stop me from taking your life?"
Marshal Fang sneered: "Don't say these brave words, you will die here!"
"Do you know that when you chased you from Shanghai to Kyoto, your death was already destined?"
Ye Yang: "Oh, let's give it a try."
Marshal Fang snorted coldly: "Humph, you do not know how to live or die!"
"Come on, special guards, kill him for me!"
"Don't kill him directly! Instead, torture him slowly!"
"I still want to find a way to treat my son from him."
"Then, slowly torture him to death, just like how he tortured his father to death."
Ye Yang's eyes turned red instantly!
With a movement of his body, he rushed directly into the crowd of escorts!
Qinghuang and his servants followed closely behind, guarding the safety behind Ye Yang.
"Hahaha!"
"You really don't know how to live or die!"
"I'm hungry for a special escort team. There are five hundred people in total. Each one has real guns and live ammunition. Each one is close to the God of War level!"
"So many people are taking action together, even I have to be careful!"
"I'm afraid a stray bullet will kill me!"
"Ye Yang, you are so brave!"
The subordinate next to him also breathed a sigh of relief and said with a smile: "Commander, it's safe now." "
"If this Ye Yang is too cautious and fights our special escort team from a distance, then we really can't do anything with him."
"But he chose the worst way and rushed directly into the crowd."
"We special escorts are all masters of gun fighting."
"They were able to maximize their god-of-war strength and the power of their firearms. This Ye Yang hit an iron plate."
While the two were talking, they heard bursts of wailing coming from the escort team.
"Haha, listen, listen, Ye Yang and those two subordinates have already started wailing!"
"No...it doesn't seem right, Commander."
"Why are there so many wailing sounds?"
Everyone looked at it intently, and their scalps went numb in shock!
I saw Ye Yang and the three of them, like wolves among sheep, quickly breaking through the formation of the special escort team and continuing to rush towards Marshal Fang.
However, those so-called special guards who claimed to be good at gunfighting and had strength approaching the God of War level could not survive in Ye Yang's hands.
Often, Ye Yang would break the arms of four or five members of the special escort team with one shot.
How many times have I come down...
The three men directly killed through the five hundred special guards and cut a bloody path from the middle.
Marshal Fang was shocked and immediately shouted: "Ask one hundred and eight Huwei troops over quickly!"
These one hundred and eight Tiger Power Team members are powerful trump cards specially cultivated by him!
On the battlefield, it can even influence the situation of a small-scale war!
It can be said that I followed Marshal Fang back then and made great contributions!
pity……
When I met Ye Yang today, he was also chopped to pieces in an instant!
"How could it be, how could it be..."
Marshal Fang was shocked!
"This is my trump card in Base Camp No. 2! I transferred it directly. How could I not be able to withstand his attack?"
"Is his strength, the master of the battlefield, that strong?"
He has never seen a battlefield master, so he has no way of judging how powerful this level is.
Today, I really saw it...
"Quick, quick, quick, let the 18 high-ranking war gods come over!"
"This is the trump card of my No. 1 base camp!"
"It is my greatest support!"
"I originally wanted to rely on this to turn myself around..." He couldn't say the rest.
All he can say is: "Even if he is the master of the battlefield, he is only one level higher than the superior war god."
"The 18 of us who are one level above him are all under siege!"
"He will definitely lose!"
Soon, 18 high-ranking war gods surrounded Ye Yang.
"Ye Yang, suffer death."
The leading war god, with a face as cold as ice, said coldly: "Surrounded by eighteen of us, no one can escape."
"There are only two endings. Either he is caught alive by us and tortured, or he is tortured to death by us."
"If you surrender now, you will suffer less torture."
The leader glanced at Qinghuang and his servant brother outside: "Your two subordinates are surrounded by the remaining members of the special escort team, and there is no way they can save you."
