Zhang Jun's face started to struggle, but he immediately gave up the idea.
Not to mention that this was the seventeenth floor, he wouldn't have dared to jump down at all. The most important thing was that they had offended the Daowu Sect. Even if he did jump, would he be able to escape?
Boom, boom, boom.
A rapid knock on the door suddenly sounded, followed by a rough shout.
"Open the door, open the door immediately. We know there is someone inside, and if you don't open the door for a minute, we will rush in immediately."
"Don't worry, we are only looking for people and have no malicious intent. If there is no person we are looking for inside, we will never hurt you."
The tone was firm yet soft, but it still gave people a heavy sense of oppression.
6 When Xiao Ai and the other three heard this, their hearts were lifted. They did not dare to say anything, and even their breathing became rapid.
They calmed down, carefully grabbed the boiling water they had prepared, and tiptoed closer to both sides of the door, not daring to breathe.
Now, they just wait for people from outside to break in, and then throw out the boiling water in their hands.
However, their hands holding the kettle were trembling.
be terribly upset.
Outside the room, there were more than a dozen young people standing with a murderous aura all over their bodies.
Not all of them are tall and majestic, but each of them is full of ruthlessness, giving people an indescribable sense of danger.
More than a dozen people were divided into three groups, with two groups holding firearms and standing against the walls on both sides, cautiously.
The two of them stood at the front door. One was knocking on the front door, and the other was behind. The man behind was holding a gun and pointing it at the door. His expression was indescribable, and he was ready to fight.
The young man who knocked on the door couldn't help but frown when he saw no response from inside. He knocked three times again and said impatiently, "I'm counting to three. If you don't open the door again, don't blame us for breaking in."
"one."
"two."
He had already started counting, and stood on tiptoe with his right foot, raising his strength and getting ready to break through the door.
"Three." After counting the third number, he raised his legs and was about to break in. When there was a creak, the door next to him suddenly opened.
The atmosphere at the scene was already a bit tense, and these dozen people were also cautious as if they were facing a formidable enemy.
The sudden sound of opening the door made them stunned for a moment, and they all looked over while sweating.
"Hi, hello everyone, are you looking for me?" A young man walked out of the neighbor's house. The young man smiled warmly and waved his hand to greet them.
"Wang Fan?"
When the dozen or so people saw the young man, their expressions changed drastically in an instant!
Without any hesitation, they turned their guns in an instant and pointed at Wang Fan.
"Congratulations, you guessed it right." When Wang Fan's voice came out, his whole body moved.
When his toes touched the ground, he was already close to the young man closest to him like a ghost.
When the opponent had just turned the gun and before he had time to pull the trigger, Wang Fan's right foot had already hit his leg hard.
Bang!
Click!
The young man's leg bones were broken in an instant. Under the pain, his fingers became weak and could no longer pull the trigger.
At this moment, Wang Fan had already grabbed his hand, pulled and twisted it, and while taking the gun away from him, he hid himself behind him.
Plop, plop.
The sound of gunshots resounded instantly, and countless bullets poured out like rain, violently blasting into the body of the young man in front of Wang Fan.
The young man's whole body was beaten into a sieve in an instant. While blood spurted out, his whole body trembled for a few times like an epilepsy, and then there was no movement at all.
The dead cannot die again.
"Oh, your shooting skills are pretty good, fast enough, hard enough, and accurate enough." During the pause in gunfire, Wang Fan gave a thumbs up to the dozen or so people.
Then he grabbed the dead young man and pushed him forward hard. The three young men were instantly hit and fell directly to the ground.
At this time, Wang Fan had already raised the stolen firearm and pulled the trigger mercilessly.
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Six bullets were spit out instantly, and the six young men fell back with blood on their wrists, letting out ear-piercing howls.
Wang Fan did not pause, and rushed out like a tiger. Just as one of the young men was about to shoot, he slammed into his arms.
Bang!
There was a loud noise, and the young man was knocked out and fell to the ground hard. The gun in his hand also fell to the ground.
At the same time, three more young people were knocked to the ground.
The momentum is like a rainbow.
The other young people looked at this scene and were not surprised but happy.
"Come together and kill him!"
"Our people will be here soon and we will stop him at all costs!"
While they were roaring, they put away their firearms without hesitation, grabbed their daggers and charged towards Wang Fan.
Although they had not seen Wang Fan's fierce performance in Xue Mansion with their own eyes, they had heard about it.
Hundreds of people, as well as forty or fifty guns, were all knocked down by Wang Fan ruthlessly. It can be said that they were a tough mess.
According to normal circumstances, Wang Fan should be able to deal with these dozen of them effortlessly and in an instant.
But in fact, several minutes have passed and Wang Fan has not turned them away.
The most important thing is that they did not feel invincible in Wang Fan.
Regardless of Wang Fan's speed, momentum, or anything else, there was no way he could completely crush them or give them an oppressive feeling.
Whoosh!
The two young men, almost in no particular order, rushed to Wang Fan quickly, pierced the air with their sharp daggers, and stabbed Wang Fan directly.
One dagger stabbed Wang Fan in the head, and the other dagger plunged directly into Wang Fan's heart.
Cruel and cruel.
Wang Fan grinned, grabbed the gun in his right hand and threw it suddenly.
Whoosh!
The gun broke through the air and hit the head of a young man who was about to shoot. Blood spurted out and the young man fell to the ground unconscious.
Wang Fan didn't even look at him. While smashing out the gun, he grabbed it with both hands.
His hands directly grabbed the wrists of the two young men holding daggers, and then twisted them hard. While breaking their wrists, he pierced their daggers into each other's bodies.
Blood sprayed out, and the two young men fell to the ground one after another with disbelief, dying.
At this time, a big foot kicked from behind, the sound of wind was hunting, and the momentum was unparalleled.
About three or four meters in front of Wang Fan, another young man had already raised the gun in his hand, pointed it at Wang Fan, and put his finger on the trigger.
Wang Fan's expression changed drastically. Without any hesitation, he rushed towards the young man who fired the gun.
But even so, Wang Fan was a step too slow, and bang, the big foot of the young man behind kicked Wang Fan hard on the back, causing Wang Fan to spurt out a mouthful of blood.
At the same time, gunfire rang out.
Wang Fan staggered, and another cluster of blood mist splashed on his left shoulder.
However, Wang Fan did not fall down. Instead, he gritted his teeth and rushed to the young man who fired the gun. Before the other man could take a second shot, he punched him in the bridge of the nose.
Bang.
There was a loud noise.
Click.
The young man's nose bone was broken and blood flew everywhere.
Wang Fan snatched the firearm from his hand, then swept it away with a kick, then turned around, pointed at the young man behind him, and pulled the trigger.
Plop, plop.
Three bullets were shot at the young man's body, causing countless blood mist, but for some unknown reason, none of them hit the vital point.
Just as Wang Fan was about to take two more shots, along with a series of clattering footsteps, a group of swordsman elites rushed forward.
Wang Fan looked at this scene and turned around and ran away without even thinking about shooting.
"Chase, chase quickly, he is Wang Fan. He is injured and his strength is greatly reduced. He is not as strong as the legend says. Chase him!" The young man who was lucky enough to save his life pointed at Wang Fan's back and screamed crazily.