Before anyone could react, there was a loud "boom", and the three-meter-wide elevator door seemed to have been blown open by a SWAT team's demolition team. Door panels made of aluminum and iron on both sides flew out with a bang.
In the VIP elevator, a door weighs not only 100 pounds, but 80 pounds.
The security captain was dumbfounded. He saw the gate turned into a flat streamline and rushed into the crowd. The four or five security guards in the first row were hit. They couldn't even use the slightest resistance to resist, and they were knocked off the ground.
It flew away as the door to the private room flew upside down.
"Puff puff puff puff."
"哐! 哐! 哐! 哐! 哐! 哐!"
Twenty or thirty people were unable to block the momentum of the private room door, and they were all knocked into the corridor and hit the wall heavily.
A corner was full of people, with murals, trash cans, and ash baskets all rolled up together, making it a mess!
The security captain was stunned by the sight before him, and the cold sweat on his face flowed down like a waterfall.
Twenty or thirty of his subordinates were killed in an instant. Are they still human?
The security captain raised his head with difficulty. The young man in black standing in front of him walked out of the elevator with his hands behind his back and a sullen face.
"Cut... hack him to death!" After the security captain came to his senses, he immediately shouted angrily and waved the machete in his hand towards Ye Fan.
The security team members were all filled with anger, but they were also horrified.
At this moment, seven or eight men in black surrounded Ye Fan. As soon as the first one rushed over, there was only a loud "bang" sound, and the man's palm turned into a ball of blood mist, and pieces of flesh and blood flew away.
Cum was everywhere.
Ye Fan picked up a silver-white pistol and slowly blew out the green smoke from the muzzle.
The faces of those around him were horrified, they were so frightened that they backed away, their eyes full of fear.
"Why, you can't come over?" Ye Fan smiled coldly, "A bunch of useless trash!"
Everyone trembled for a while, feeling contempt in their hearts: Damn, if you have the guts, throw away the robbery!
No one dared to approach Ye Fan within a few meters, so he raised his feet and walked towards the other end of the corridor.
The security captain was shaking all over and didn't dare to stop him.
Within a few seconds, the intercom on his waist rang, and Mrs. Wen's sharp shout came from inside: "Trash, stop him quickly!"
"Mr. Bai... Mr. Bai, he has a gun..." the security captain was about to cry.
"It's just a gun, what are you afraid of?!" Mrs. Wen screamed again.
The security captain cursed in his heart: Damn, you talk nonsense easily, if you dare, come and stop me!
He quickly changed the intercom channel and explained the situation to the brother upstairs.
The security guards upstairs are of a higher level. They are all elites of Qingmen. They are well-informed and should be able to stop that young man, right?
He glanced at the few remaining men, and they all looked as if they had seen a ghost, slumped to the ground, with no trace of strength left.
Before the security captain could wake him up and chase him, he heard three more gunshots upstairs, "Bang! Bang! Bang!", followed by a burst of rapid footsteps.
However, those footsteps were not heading towards the corridor leading to the safe passage, but running in the opposite direction.
"Mr. Bai, you can't blame me. All the brothers upstairs have escaped!" The security captain fearfully held on to the wall and headed downstairs.
But it was said that Mrs. Wen was looking at the surveillance projection on the computer screen in the office, and her face turned pale with anger.
"A bunch of rubbish, a bunch of rubbish!"
She never expected that the opponent could reach the fourth floor alone and was about to reach the sixty-fifth floor.
Although the opponent has a gun, the bullets are limited. On the sixty-third floor, he should use his fists.
Who knows, the opponent's fist and kick skills are also extremely terrifying, and the security guards trained by Qingmen can't even stop him from confronting him.
Dozens of people were like ants, being ravaged by the other side.
The three Gongyangxin brothers stood aside with their arms folded, their eyes very calm.
"His muscle coordination and speed have reached at least three times the limit!" Gong Yangxin pointed at the young man in black on the screen, "It seems that this Ye Fan is indeed a master!"
"Haha, Song Heming couldn't even defeat someone three times the limit. He deserves to lose his life." Gongyang Ling said with a cold laugh.
Gongyang Xin shook his head, "It's also possible that what he showed was not his true strength."
"This Ye Fan is a bit interesting!" Gongyang Feng said with a smile, holding his hands.
"ah!!!"
Suddenly, Mrs. Wen screamed, pointed at the person in the video, and said in a panic: "He... he is not Mark!"
"Huh?" Gongyang Xin was stunned, "Isn't this person Ye Fan?"
"No...no, it can't be wrong! Even if Ye Fan...turns into ashes, I can still recognize him! He is not Ye Fan at all, he is another person!" Mrs. Wen quickly replied.
Gong Yangxin frowned secretly, "Does this Mark have other helpers around him?"
"Hey, we three brothers have beaten two masters who are three times the limit!" Gongyang Feng sneered indifferently.
"If this master is only three times the limit, then if Ye Fan can defeat Song Heming in such a short period of time, his strength is definitely above four times the limit!" Gongyang Xin frowned, "It's difficult to deal with!"
"Brother, are you afraid?" Gongyang Ling glanced sideways at Gongyang Xin: "If you are afraid, give me the position of boss!"
"Yeah, if you're scared, just let me do it." Gongyang Feng said immediately.
Although they are triplets, the three Ram brothers do not know who is older and who is younger, and no one is convinced by the other.
Their only criterion for identification is strength!
"You are only three times the peak, and there is still a slight gap between you and me. When you meet those two masters later, be careful."
Gongyang Xin ignored the sarcasm of the two brothers and said quietly to himself.
Mrs. Wen became nervous and clasped her hands together.
If there are really two people on the other side, then the three Gongyangxin brothers may not be able to guarantee their own safety.
She suddenly felt that it was a major mistake to deal with Mark here.
"He's coming upstairs." Gongyang Feng sneered and turned to look at Mrs. Wen: "Miss Bai, are your bodyguards okay?"
"They, they are the elite of my Qingmen. They are all top-notch boxers, and a few of them have exceeded their limits! They should...should be able to stop them, right?"
Gongyang Xin shook his head and snorted: "Seventy or eighty extreme boxers are as vulnerable as little babies in front of three times the extreme masters."
Outside the corridor on the 65th floor, dozens of bodyguards in black lined up.
They held swing sticks, machetes and other instruments in their hands and carefully watched the exit of the safe passage.
The leader was a strong man with both hands wrapped in iron chains, like a pair of iron gloves.
"Captain Li, Miss Wen asked us to be careful, the boy who came up is not the real owner!" A boy holding a machete came to the front and whispered.
"I know." The strong man replied angrily.
At this moment, a scream suddenly came from behind the bodyguard team.
"Ah!" "Ah!" "Ah!" "Ah!"
Everyone turned around hurriedly and saw six or seven bodyguards lying on the ground, covering their heads and rolling around in pain.
Looking up again, there was a young man standing at the other end of the corridor, holding a bloody iron rod in his hand and a cigarette in his mouth. He looked silent and deep, like a messenger from hell.
"If you don't want to die, just leave, I can spare your life!"
The bodyguard captain squeezed through the crowded bodyguards and walked at the front with his head held high: "Boy, I think you are tired of living and dare to come to our Qingmen place to cause trouble! Hey, where is that Ye Fan, let him come out!
"
Ye Fan touched his chin and smiled coldly, "Brother Ye is ambushing around. He is much more powerful than me. I advise you not to seek death."
The bodyguard captain spat, "Bah, what kind of man is he who hides his head and shows his tail!"
"Really?" Ye Fan shook off the iron rod in his hand, "A hundred and eighty of you surround me, who do you think I am? If you have the guts, let's go one on one!"
"You..." Captain Li was furious, but had no words to refute.
The two sides stood facing each other, and the atmosphere suddenly became extremely tense.
There was only Ye Fan on one side, and there were seventy or eighty people on the other side. The densely packed figures were swaying with majestic momentum.
Captain Li took advantage of the overwhelming number of people and was not in a hurry to kill them immediately. Instead, he lit up a cigarette, took a slow puff, and signaled his men to carry away the wounded on the ground.
"Boy, I won't bully you. You beat up the security guard on the fourth floor before, so you can take a breath." Captain Li carefully guarded the surroundings, trying to catch Mark Ye Fan.
"Oh, sorry, I don't need a break!"
As soon as he finished speaking, Ye Fan shouted loudly, jumped up, raised his stick and hit Captain Li on the head.
Captain Li was shocked by the opponent's strength, gritted his teeth and raised his sharp knife to block it.
Unexpectedly, as soon as they made contact, a huge force shook the bodyguard captain's mouth numb, and the sharp knife came out of his hand.
"Quickly stop him!" The bodyguard captain lowered his head and saw the blade that was smashed into a C-shape. He was shocked and quickly backed away, pulling two bodyguards to block him.
Ye Fan's attacks followed one after another, and with two roars, the two bodyguards were hit so hard that they foamed at the mouth and fell to the ground and fainted.
Captain Li took the opportunity to quickly escape to the rear and shouted: "Come on, chop him to death!"
"drink!!!!"
The bodyguards swarmed up and roared towards Ye Fan.
Dozens of top-notch boxers are no ordinary gangsters. They understand the weaknesses of the human body well, and with the strength of their numbers, their momentum is fierce. They are like a torrent of steel, and they are unstoppable.
The two strong men were very strong, and the iron rods in their hands made a whistling sound.
"Xiao Zhang, Xiao Yong, kill him!" Captain Li sneered from behind with his arms crossed.
Both of these brothers have strength beyond their limits. They can beat top-notch thugs ten times as many with ferocious and violent methods.
With the two of them here, even if the other party is somewhat capable, they won't be able to make any big waves, let alone the fact that there are more than 80 people on our side.
If there are so many people and you still can't kill one kid, you might as well just hit the wall and kill yourself.
Ye Fan had no expression on his face, and rushed into the crowd with an iron bar in his hand. The weapon was flying up and down, and he fell one by one as he approached, knocking over six or seven bodyguards in a short time.