When Tang Ruoxue was injured and hiding, dozens of white bullets faced the Luo family cemetery.
The voice was not only sharp, but also a clear whistle.
Ye Fan, who was lying in the tomb pit, changed his face drastically and he shouted at the panicked crowd:
"Scatter! Leave it down!"
Before he could finish his words, dozens of white warheads flew into the air and then landed like a parachute.
Ye Fan immediately pressed Ling Guojiang's head and buried it in the pit.
This kind of warhead will not kill people directly, but the lighting intensity is extremely strong, which can instantly blind people's eyes.
Then the head of the person whose eyes are stimulated will be blank and lose the ability to resist and think in a short period of time.
This means that it is not enough for the enemy to kill seven gambling kings, and they have to turn everyone into fools for a short time.
"boom!"
Almost Ye Fan and Ling Guojiang buried their faces in the soil, and with a loud bang, the white warheads exploded.
The gloomy sky instantly looked like day.
"Swoosh"
The light like daylight flies in a flash.
Dozens of guest bodyguards who had no time to lie down or close their eyes instantly turned white.
They stopped all movements.
Just as the dazzling light disappeared, another series of warheads flew.
Countless bullets hit Luo's bodyguards and others, and they screamed and died in a pool of blood.
Seeing someone screaming, the rest of them instinctively raised their weapons to fight back, trying to kill the enemy a few.
However, the funeral team's attack not only did not hurt the enemy, but also brought about a crazier attack.
"Bang bang bang"
The bullet poured like raindrops, hitting the branches and screaming.
For a moment, stray bullets flew around in the air and the light swayed. On this cold afternoon, a shocking iron stream was staged.
This makes everyone feel that life is vulnerable.
After a while, the gunshots became sparse, but the passage to the cemetery was always suppressed.
The entire cemetery was also under the gun of the other party.
As Ye Fan and Ling Guojiang continued to hide, the young man with hook nose also rolled over quickly.
He grabbed Luo Badao and Luo Yanni with their eyes closed in his hand.
Seeing that the tomb pit could not hide too many people, he wanted to throw Ye Fan and Ling Guojiang out.
But as soon as his right hand touched Ye Fan's left arm, he felt like the whale was sucked in water in his palm, and countless energy was poured out.
This shocked the young man with hook nose. He didn't know what was going on, but he knew that if this continued, he would be timed.
He quickly retracted his hand like an electric shock.
"Hello, hello! Don't leave!"
Ye Fan hurriedly grabbed his hand and spoke enthusiastically: "Meet again!"
A warm current poured in, and Ye Fan felt radiant.
"Let go! Let me go!"
The young man with hook nose was shocked, shook his arm desperately, and pulled his hand back with all his strength.
Even so, he found in pain that his skills were 10% less.
He looked at Ye Fan in shock.
Ye Fan looked innocent and kept warm: "Hello, I am Ye Fan, what's your name?"
He still wanted to shake hands again.
"Get out! Get out!"
The young man with a hook nose changed drastically, and he took a few steps to avoid Ye Fan.
Although he didn't understand what was going on, his intuition told him that Ye Fan was his nemesis.
Although Luo Yanni could not see her with her eyes closed, she could hear the conversation between the two.
She was shocked, and never expected that her ace bodyguard would be so afraid of Ye Fan?
What exactly happened?
"Tsk, just ask for a name, why should I hide?"
Ye Fan was reluctant to leave and wanted to hold on for a while, but when he thought that the strong enemy was about to come, multiple cannon fodders would be more likely to survive.
Ye Fan can handle the situation calmly, but the old man Ling Guojiang is too burdened.
Without Ye Fan's efforts to protect Ling Guojiang would probably be hanged.
"Bang!"
At this moment, the young man with a hook nose stared at Ye Fan and lifted the coffin lid out.
He also threw Luo Feiyu, who had finally stuck back, and then stuffed Luo Badao and Luo Yanni into the deep coffin.
And he lay on the edge of the coffin like a spider, lowered his head and shouted to Luo Badao and Luo Yanni:
"Cover my eyes!"
Although Luo Badao and Luo Yanni were very sad and angry, they still covered their eyes as soon as possible.
Almost as soon as the words fell, a large white light exploded in the air.
Then countless sniper warheads poured out, killing the entire cemetery with soil flying.
The trees, gravels, and corpses were shot and killed indiscriminately.
Many people hiding in trees or rocks also fell to the ground.
Only Ye Fan and the others were hiding in the tomb pit without any serious damage.
"flutter!"
A stray bullet flew over and hit the right leg of the hook-nosed young man, and blood slowly flowed down his pants.
His face turned pale, he clenched his teeth, and then reached out to smack the wound.
With a pounce, the warhead flew out of the wound.
Then the young man with a hook nose gathered his fists and his face turned red, as if he was holding his breath.
But what surprised Ye Fan was that his blood stopped flowing and the wound slowly healed.
The right leg returned to its agility.
Ye Fan's eyelids twitched. This guy is extraordinary. Why is he a bit like Lin Qiuling and the others?
He reached out to touch the young man's legs of the hook-nosed nose.
The young man with a hook nose quickly shrank and looked at Ye Fan with murderous intent.
"Who are these bastards?"
As Ye Fan's thoughts turned, listening to the screams outside, Luo Badao, who closed his eyes, was furious:
"I dare to attack my son even when he is buried. I will definitely not spare him."
He also added murderously: "It was definitely done by Jia Zihao or the Yang family. I've sold them all to do it."
Luo Yanni also furiously smashed her phone: "The phone number has also been blocked. These people are too professional..."
"Stop talking nonsense, try to survive today."
Ling Guojiang responded immediately when he heard his old friend's voice:
"They even killed Lao Qian and Lao Sun, which proves that they were not just coming to you."
"It's for all of us."
He reminded him: "It is not certain whether you can go down the mountain smoothly today. Let's talk about revenge later."
Ye Fan also echoed: "King Luo Gambling, don't be angry first, and don't worry about your and my grudges, work together to save your life."
"By the way, this is the Luo Family Cemetery, your territory."
"Is there any authentic or heavy firepower?"
"I just took a look and the firepower of the Luo family is one level different from that of the enemy."
"The other party can easily pour the warhead into here, but the Luo family's warhead cannot hit the opposite hill."
Ye Fan reminded: "Take it out if you have any good things, don't hide it and become a funeral object."
"Get out!"
Luo Badao scolded: "This is a cemetery, where is there any authentic and heavy firepower?"
"And Hengcheng has been the most rule-oriented place in the past ten years. No matter how big the hatred is, no one will cause trouble at weddings or funerals."
"Bastard, Jia Zihao, Old Man Yang, even the basic rules have been broken. It seems that it will be broken to death."
"He'd better kill all of us!"
"Otherwise I will take Lao Qian and Lao Sun and his tribe into Yangjiabao!"
Luo Badao's breathing became invisibly rapid. It was a shame and humiliation that so many people died at his son's funeral.
"If there is no authentic or heavy firepower, you can only leave it to fate."
Ling Guojiang coughed: "Or a miracle happened, or someone came to save us..."
Luo Badao and the others were silent, the enemy was powerful in firepower, and they also had an absolute advantage in suppressing the Luo family cemetery.
If no miracle happens, the funeral team may not survive.
Seeing Luo Badao and the others like this, Ye Fan couldn't help frowning.
He thought that by forcing Luo Badao and the others, he could get Luo Badao's trump card to deal with the enemy.
But in the current situation, Luo Badao's biggest reliance seems to be the hook-nosed young man and the others.
This made Ye Fan a little depressed, and it also made him hesitate whether to play the two trump cards of the two deaf and mute elders...
However, Ye Fan quickly gave up his thoughts, and he always felt that Luo Badao was showing weakness and consuming the other gambling kings' backbones.
After all, this is Luo Feiyu's funeral, and Luo Badao should be prepared for both.
Thinking of this, Ye Fan gradually calmed down and prepared to wait and see what was going on.
At this moment, Luo Yanni said pessimisticly: "Dad, are we going to die in this cemetery?"
"Don't disturb the morale of the army!"
Ye Fan slapped the coffin and yelled: "I'm lucky! A miracle will happen!"
"No matter whether there is a miracle or not, whether we can survive or not, today is the darkest day in Hengcheng."
Ling Guojiang slowly opened his eyes in this matter, with a tone of melancholy:
"The top ten gambling kings, seven of them suddenly died. Hengcheng is destined to be in chaos, destined to be reshuffled, and destined to change the pattern..."