The boy in front of him was as gentle as jade, with a smile on his face, but there was an unspeakable danger about him.
He subconsciously raised his gun.
"I heard that you are Bald Wolf, the general of Arctic Wolf. Not only can you shoot very quickly, but you are also very accurate with your marksmanship."
Ye Fan chuckled: "Would you like to fire two shots and let me see how accurate and fast you are?"
"Who are you anyway?"
The bald wolf shouted: "Why did you attack us?"
He himself didn't know how he, who was ruthless and seldom talkative, could talk nonsense to Mark today.
According to his past personality, he should have fired his gun bang bang bang and punched Ye Fan with more than a dozen bloody holes.
But for some reason, he felt extremely uneasy. As long as he fired, he would die here.
He tried hard to get rid of the fear, but he still couldn't feel at ease, so he couldn't pull the trigger.
"My name is Ye Fan, the young master of the Martial Alliance, and the one who failed to besieged by the two families."
Ye Fan played with the bullet in his palm and said in a calm tone:
"Do you want to try shooting now? If you kill me, you will have done a great service."
"At least Nangong Fu and Ouyang Wuji will give you half of their wealth."
He was as polite as a young man from an aristocratic family, but his words struck the bald wolf hard.
Ye Fan?
Young Master of the Martial Alliance?
The master who killed more than 2,000 people?
The bald wolf's body couldn't stop shaking.
Although he is a foreigner, and his mission this time is just to escort the two families to the Bear Country, but he has been hearing the name Ye Fan for the past two days, and his ears have become calluses.
Whether it was Nangong's nephew or Ouyang's die-hard fan, they kept mentioning Mark's name for dozens of hours, and everyone gritted their teeth.
But it also showed Ye Fan's power invisibly.
How amazing is it for one person to kill two thousand people?
He bit his lip: "Are you really Mark?"
"If you don't shoot and kill me, then kneel down."
Ye Fan answered the question with a smile: "Kneel here, don't move, wait until the fierce battle is over, promise me something, and I will spare your life."
That's too much!
The bald wolf grasped the spear and roared: "Why?"
He was not injured. He had a gun in his hand and bullets in his waist. Why should he bow to Ye Fan?
He locked the muzzle of his gun on Ye Fan and smiled ferociously: "No matter how powerful you are, can you stop my bullet?"
"Whoosh——"
Ye Fan flicked his finger, and the bullet flashed away.
The next second, the bald wolf felt the spear shake, and then the barrel of the gun exploded with a bang.
The spear broke into two pieces, and he screamed and fell out.
The hands holding the gun were still dripping with blood.
Shocked and horrified.
"you--"
Bald Wolf fell to the ground and looked at Mark in disbelief, with fear and shock in his eyes.
With one finger and flick, he can make his spear explode. What kind of skill is this?
What kind of freak is this young man in his twenties?
Ye Fan took a step forward and said calmly: "Can you kneel now?"
Bald Wolf was very unwilling and wanted to struggle, but feeling the pressure from Ye Fan, he still knelt down.
"very good……"
Ye Fan nodded: "See you later."
After saying that, he turned around and left, staring at the scene of the fierce battle again.
Bald Wolf looked at Ye Fan's disappearing figure, hesitating whether to run away or not.
After just weighing it up, he finally gave up the thought of taking the opportunity to escape.
If Ye Fan were hiding in the dark, he would really die if he ran away.
At this moment, the scene is heating up.
After killing 80% of the enemies, Murong Yanran led her men to press them up.
"kill!"
Murong Yanran, who changed positions, didn't talk nonsense, and led the people to shoot indifferently and persistently.
Thirty-seven long guns kept spraying out bullets.
One by one, they hit the car and the enemy with precision and power.
There were bursts of gunfire, and the convoy of Nangong and Ouyang fell apart under the violent impact of sniper warheads.
The two elites who resisted with guns were as weak as residual clouds swept away by the strong wind.
Cars exploded one after another, and enemies died one after another.
Several cars that wanted to evacuate were also shot down by Murong Yanran.
"ah--"
Some people fell down wailing, some had their heads exploded, and some were directly blasted into pieces.
In the valley within Ye Fan's field of vision, there were more than two hundred enemies lying down.
However, the Arctic Wolf and the other two families were considered strong, and they tried their best to organize people to fight back. When their position was defeated, they immediately retreated and reorganized.
Then they rained warheads on the hills.
Nangong Fu and Ouyang Wuji also roared back with hot weapons.
This group of people is the core and family members of the two families, their most important people, and the capital for their comeback in the Bear Country.
As a result, it lost 80% of its value before reaching the Bear Country. How could Ouyang Wuji not be angry or resentful?
Moreover, her daughter Ouyang Xuanxuan was also blown away.
They were all furious.
"Withdraw, withdraw, if you don't withdraw, you will all die!"
Nangong Fu still retains the last trace of reason.
He looked at his companions who were shot down one by one by Murong Yanran and the others, gritted his teeth and rushed to Ouyang Wuji and roared.
"Go quickly, or we will all die today."
"We went straight into the minefield and headed to bear country."
"Let's go and take a gamble in the minefield. Once in the minefield, they won't dare to pursue you."
"Although I narrowly escaped death, it is still better than dying here."
Although Nangong Fu was sad and angry, he also knew that the situation was over, and it was useless no matter how hard he tried, as they would all die violently.
"If I don't leave, I will fight with them!"
Ouyang Wuji pushed the bald wolf away and fired wildly at the hill with a hot weapon:
"Ye Fan, you bastard, ruined my glory, hurt my daughter, and beat my wife and daughter to death."
"Today is the end of my century-old foundation. If I don't leave, I will fight with you."
"Sons of the Ouyang family, come with me, we will fight with Ye Fan!"
Although he couldn't see the enemy, Ouyang Wuji knew that only Ye Fan had the resources to intercept him.
He determined that Ye Fan was his mortal enemy.
He wants to charge, he wants to fight to the death, and he wants to fight to the death with Ye Fan.
He roared so loudly that it shook the valley.
"Kill, kill, kill Ye Fan!"
He then organized the remaining twenty-odd Ouyang gunmen and launched a charge towards the hill in defiance of death.
Several Ouyang female family members also took up weapons and rushed forward.
Nangong Fu roared: "Ouyang——"
He stretched out his hand, but it came up empty.
The bullets swept across, making the hills crackle, but they could not hurt Murong Yanran and the others.
In addition to the fact that the opponent is condescending and constantly changing positions, the shooting distance is far less than that of Murong Jingli.
Because Ouyang Wuji's counterattack was ineffective.
This also made Ouyang Wuji and others even more crazy. They charged towards the hill regardless of whether they wanted to close the distance and die together.
"Puff puff——"
Just when they arrived at the bottom of the hill, there was loud gunfire from both sides, and Murong Yanran and the others, who changed their positions, shot arbitrarily.
Countless sniper bullets poured out, hitting Ouyang Wuji, Nangong Fu and others.
Person No. 30 screamed and shattered like paper pricking a person, with blood splattering and falling to the ground.
"Ahhhh——"
Ouyang Wuji also trembled, twisting constantly, and then shouldered the weapon——
