When Ye Fan and Han Siqi talked in a low voice, Ye Fan's ears moved slightly.
Dugu Shang sent a message.
Ye Fan pressed the Bluetooth headset, but did not look back, just nodded without attracting attention.
Then he put his fingers on Han Si's back and dripped them with coffee and wrote a few words on the table.
Then the two laughed loudly, then put on masks and went to check out.
Almost as the two of them moved, several figures in the cafe were involved in the same way, and they responded with the two of them.
The Western woman taking a selfie also pressed her headphones and whined a few words in English.
Ye Fan and Han Siqi didn't care at all, and chatted and laughed to walk through the open-air area toward the main entrance.
But Ye Fan walked forward a few steps and stopped again, and his vision was a few more cars.
One of the cars opened and Tang Ruoxue, who was wearing a shirt, came out.
She didn't look very good, and with a hint of depression and sadness between her eyebrows, she led Aunt Qing to the cafe.
Obviously, Tang Ruoxue came here to have coffee too.
Ye Fan mocked himself: This world is such a coincidence.
However, Ye Fan did not come forward to say hello. In addition to not wanting to expose himself for the time being, Tang Ruoxue was also used to colliding with him on Mars.
Ye Fan didn't want to argue too much with her.
"Uncle Han, let's go through the back door."
Ye Fan smiled faintly, took Han Siwei to change direction, and walked through the hall toward the back door.
Han Sizhi talked and laughed with Ye Fan while rolling his coat on his right hand.
Their movement once again made several Western women's customers squint their eyes slightly.
A Western woman whispered a few words to her headphones in a hurry.
Then, she raised her head, with a trace of murderous intent in her eyes, and made a gesture.
It seemed that she had received some order.
The entire cafe instantly became colder, and the staff shuttled and exchanged intentionally or unintentionally.
Ye Fan and Han Siqi seemed to have no idea, and still walked towards the wooden door of the backyard with their arms around each other.
Three meters away, the imaginary wooden door is clearly visible and within reach.
At this moment, Ye Fan suddenly squatted down.
He looked like he was going to tie his shoelaces.
This immediately attracted the attention of several customers and turned to Ye Fan.
"Bang bang bang"
At almost the same time, Han Siqi fell down on the ground.
The moment he fell to the ground, he had an extra silencer pistol in his hand.
He kept firing five shots.
Two foreign women behind the door screamed and fell out.
The two men and one woman behind Ye Fan and the others had their heads bloomed.
The five of them stared at unwillingly and lay down on the ground.
With a swing of his palm, a short gun fell out.
"Puff"
Han Si's fingers did not stop, and he shot three more shots from his backhand.
Three foreign men who were protruding from the second floor of the cafe were shot at the center of their eyebrows almost at the same time.
The bloody hole not only gushed out blood, but also scattered their vitality.
Under the influence of the momentum, the three of them fell from the upstairs with a bang, and their mouths and noses were splattered and blood fell to the ground and died.
There was a shock in their eyes.
There were also three other two men and one woman who stood up from the open-air seats, all of whom were stunned.
They have never seen such accurate and lightning marksmanship.
The most terrifying thing is the natural sense of danger of Han Siwei.
The remaining three people felt chill from the bottom of their hearts, but there was no way out!
If you actually choose to perform a task, it means you will not be able to stop until death.
Either the target is successfully assassinated by them or they are killed by their opponents, the killer's path is a cruel path.
So the eyes of the two foreign men flashed, and they fell to the ground at the same time.
The two people's bodies almost overlap.
The vital point of the man behind was completely blocked by the people in front, and he almost disappeared from Han Siqi's sharp vision.
This is a tragic way of fighting back.
Even if Han Siqi's marksmanship is accurate, the bullet can only hit the person in front of him.
The person who was blocked later could earn time and then shoot Han Siwei at the head.
But they didn't expect that Han Siqi did not give them a chance.
Han Siqi's face did not change his expression, nor did he avoid it, and he pulled the gun in his hand twice in a row.
"Puff"
There were still two slight gunshots, and there were still two corpses with gun holes, and blood was still blooming everywhere.
An unbelievable shock flashed on the last woman's face again.
The accomplice behind him was completely blocked, how could he be beaten to death?
Only the tragic death of companions can see clearly.
Han Siwei used the first bullet to shoot the person in front, and then hit the first hole with the second bullet.
So the first bullet shot from the former into the chest of the latter under the impact.
This guy is not a human!
The two killers who were shot were grief-inspired and then their heads tilted and died.
Seeing that all the companions died, the Western woman shivered all over her body!
But the tremor soon calmed down because the next shot of Han Si's finger had already broken her head.
"ah"
This series of accidents has caused Starbucks Coffee to be in chaos.
Countless people screamed and threw away their coffee and ran around.
The crowd was surging, but Han Siwei still did not move, and the muzzle he held was still as stable as Mount Tai.
His eyes also flew past the people who ran away or passed by.
Soon, a family of three panicked and approached him.
A tall white couple pulled an eighteen-year-old girl and ran towards each other.
When they saw Han Siqi's muzzle, they screamed again, and subconsciously turned around and wanted to run away in a different direction.
"Bang bang"
Just as they turned around, Han Siwei pulled the trigger again.
There were only two loud bangs, and the white couple fell to the ground, with a blood hole on the back of their heads.
And their right hand that reached into their arms also lowered.
They plopped and fell to the ground.
Seeing this, the white girl screamed: "Dad, Mom!"
"No, no! Parents, you can't die, you can't die."
"You killed my dad, you killed my mom, I will fight with you, fight!"
She kept roaring at Han Siwei, her expression was hysterical, as if she was indescribable to grief.
But she always held a Guchi handbag tightly in her hand.
Han Siwei did not have any emotional turmoil, and he pressed his gun toward the white girl and shot him again.
"Bang!"
"Bang!"
Almost at the same time, a warhead shot over and directly knocked down Han Siwei's bullet.
Then several figures flashed, raised their short guns and pointed them at Han Si's fingers, while protecting the grieving white girl.
Han Si frowned.
He wanted to shoot again, but found that it was not someone else who protected the white girl, but Tang Ruoxue and his gang.
He let go of the trigger slightly.
Ye Fan, who was half squatting on the ground, also raised his head.
"Team leader Han! Stop!"
Tang Ruoxue led the man to raise his gun and pointed it at Han Siwei, and shouted sternly:
"Team leader Han, I know about Yang Feicui, you feel resentful."
"But no matter how unhappy you are, you can't kill people in the street and vent your hatred."
"In less than a minute, you killed more than a dozen innocent people. Don't you think it's too cruel and terrifying?"
"Besides, Yang Feicui's death is not all because of her. You can't escape responsibility."
"If you were more alert at that time, you wouldn't have the opportunity to take advantage of the snipers."
"And Longdu is kind enough to you, but he just confiscated your benefits and removed him from his post."
"You just lost a job, and Yang Feicui lost her life. What else are you dissatisfied with?"
"Hurry and put down the weapons in your hand and surrender yourself, so that you can still strive for leniency."
"Or you'll die here today."
"I won't watch you kill innocent people indiscriminately."
Tang Ruoxue made a strong attitude to Han Siqi, and confronted Han Siqi with a gun.
As soon as she and Aunt Qing and the others came in, they heard gunfire and then killed more than a dozen people.
She rushed to the backyard with people and saw Han Siwei killing and killing a white couple.
Then he pointed the gun at the innocent girl.
Tang Ruoxue naturally couldn't bear it anymore.
So she shot and rescued the white girl.
Tang Ruoxue also regarded Han Siqi as a scumbag who had resentment to the society.
Han Siwei did not respond to Tang Ruoxue, but his gun was tilted towards the white girl.
But he didn't have a chance to lock in the other party, and Tang Ruoxue covered the latter with his body.
Tang Ruoxue shouted again: "Han Siwei, put down the gun."
"Uncle Han, my own man, give me the gun."
At this time, Ye Fan had already stood up, his figure flashed, and he grabbed Han Siwei's gun, then approached Tang Ruoxue and smiled:
"Ruoxue, this is a misunderstanding. Uncle Han is not killing innocent people indiscriminately."
"That's how it is..."
Ye Fan's smile gently eased Tang Ruoxue and the others' emotions, and the next second he raised his gun and thuded.
He shot and knocked his hand into the white girl's head.
"Bang"
The white girl's body shook, her head bloomed, and she fell to the ground with tears.
Blood all over the ground.
"Ye Fan, you bastard, you murderer!"
Seeing the white girl being shot to death by Ye Fan, Tang Ruoxue was startled and then angry.
She slapped Ye Fan in the face. With a snap, the slap was crisp and loud.