Bang bang!
Wang Fan's toes hit the knives on the chests of the two men in black. The two of them felt a strong force coming towards them. They spurted out a mouthful of blood and were thrown away.
Wang Fan didn't pause for the slightest moment. Using the recoil force of the kick, his body made an incredible twist and shot forward behind him.
Whizzing!
The moment he twisted around, several cold-light Tang knives scratched against his clothes. His clothes were torn, and he even felt burning pain.
"You bastard, you are seeking death!"
"Boys, grandpa is here."
In the distance, Black Rakshasa and A Biao watched this scene with their hearts in their throats and sweating for Wang Fan.
When they saw Wang Fan ducking away without any danger, they came to their senses, and then ran towards the group of men in black with angry faces.
Even if they know that there is a sniper in the dark, they don't care so much now.
Wang Fan was surrounded, how could they hide with peace of mind?
When Wang Fan saw the two black Rakshasa men running out, he screamed inwardly that it was bad, and suddenly kicked a man in black on the chest, causing him to fall injured. Then he suddenly reached forward with both hands, grabbed his body and threw him out.
Plop!
Almost as soon as the man in black was thrown out by Wang Fan, two gunshots rang out again.
The roaring bullet penetrated the air, but it exploded into the body of the man in black, setting off two clouds of blood mist.
"Damn it!" A Biao looked at this scene and became completely furious while cold sweat broke out on his back.
His whole body was like a meat grinder, and he suddenly rushed into the black-clothed crowd, dancing with his fists, and started fighting wildly.
Although A Biao was slow to react, he was not a fool. He knew that only by rushing into the crowd in black would the snipers in the dark be afraid and would not dare to shoot at will.
Black Rakshasa's reaction was not slow either. He penetrated into the crowd crazily and launched a crazy attack.
hit.
Originally, Wang Fan was still under some pressure to deal with this group of men in black, but after A Biao and Hei Luosha joined in, his pressure became less.
Two punches caused the two men in black to vomit blood and fly into the air. Wang Fan grabbed a Tang Dao and rushed into the crowd.
Seeing Wang Fan's terror, the group of men in black became frightened and became even more cautious.
However, they only focused on being wary of Wang Fan, but ignored A Biao and Black Rakshasa.
I saw A Biao swinging two punches with a ferocious smile. The two men in black were directly blasted into the air three to four meters high and ten meters away, and fell into pieces.
The Black Rakshasa was not to be outdone. In a flash of his body, his long and beautiful legs were like the scythe of death, kicking several men in black in the head.
The men in black didn't even react. They were kicked out of their minds and reported directly to the King of Hell.
Originally, these men in black were not that weak, nor could they be easily knocked down by the two black Rakshasa.
It was just that they focused all their attention on Wang Fan, guarded Wang Fan wholeheartedly, and were wary of Wang Fan. In addition, they underestimated the strength of A Biao Black Rakshasa, which led to a one-sided defeat.
Within a few minutes, most of the men in black fell down, dead and injured. The scene was like a hell on earth, too horrible to watch.
Wang Fan saw that the remaining men in black no longer posed much of a threat, so he stopped fighting here and quickly ran towards the sniper's direction.
The two snipers must die, otherwise it would be difficult for him to calm down the anger in his heart.
"Plan No. 2 also failed, implement Plan No. 3."
When the two snipers saw the miserable condition of their companions and Wang Fan running towards them, they quickly shouted into the intercom and then immediately put away their sniper rifles.
, began to evacuate.
They must not confront Wang Fan head-on, otherwise there will be a dead end. At this time, they must retreat first.
Almost as soon as the two put away their sniper rifles, a helicopter hovered over them, the cabin door opened, and a rope was dropped from it.
Without any hesitation, the two quickly climbed up the rope and entered the cabin.
Obviously, all this was planned, and they had already planned their escape route.
When Wang Fan arrived at the rooftop, the two snipers had disappeared. All he saw were the retreating helicopter and a few cigarette butts on the ground.
"Damn it!" Wang Fan swore unwillingly and was about to leave, but his pupils suddenly shrank and he looked not far away.
I saw a military truck stopped and a group of heavily armed soldiers running quickly in this direction.
Wang Fan's expression changed drastically when he saw this scene.
He could no longer care about anything else and shouted to the Black Rakshasa and the two men while running down quickly.
"Retreat, retreat quickly!"
Wang Fan felt furious in his heart. This Song Shaojun was really shameless. He just sent people to snipe him, but he even used the army.
He was not surprised that Song Shaojun sent someone to kill him. After all, the two of them were in such trouble. It was understandable that Song Shaojun sent someone to snipe him.
What Wang Fan couldn't stand was that this guy actually used official power.
This is just like being a bitch and building a memorial arch at the same time.
Abiao and Black Rakshasa naturally heard Wang Fan's voice. Although they didn't know why Wang Fan asked them to retreat, they did not hesitate at all and ran away quickly.
Since Wang Fan said this, it must be reasonable. Wang Fan could not harm them.
Wang Fan was relieved when he saw A Biao and A Biao leaving.
He did not run away immediately, but wandered in place for a while, until the soldiers appeared in sight, and then left calmly.
He wanted to attract firepower and distract these soldiers.
Otherwise, once A Biao and Black Rakshasa are surrounded by soldiers, it is no joke. They may be killed directly.
"The violent elements are over there, chase them!"
When the soldiers saw Wang Fan, they chased after him without any hesitation.
Wang Fan staggered and almost fell down.
Violent elements?
Who the hell is the violent person?
But now is not the time to think about this. He must lure these soldiers away and then get rid of them.
Wang Fan's speed was extremely fast, just like a monkey. In the blink of an eye, he entered the alley and disappeared from sight.
Naturally, the soldiers would not easily let go of this 'violent element', shouting to stop while chasing after him with all their might.
But soon they were dumbfounded. Wang Fan actually lost his trace and was lost in pursuit.
To them, this is simply an insult.
What makes them even more angry is that they don't even know Wang Fan's identity, and they don't even see Wang Fan's appearance clearly.
Where the hell are they going to arrest people?
They only rushed here after receiving orders from their superiors that terrorists appeared here and there was a shootout. As for the rest, they didn't know at all.
When the soldiers were angry, Wang Fan leisurely emerged from another alley.
He swaggered to a convenience store not far away and bought a bottle of drink. While drinking, he dialed the numbers of the two black Rakshasa men.
Just kidding, he, Wang Fan, was once a super-soldier. He was an ancestral figure in tracking and counter-tracking. If he was caught up by such a group of ordinary soldiers, he would not be able to survive anymore.
This chapter has been completed!