The atmosphere was solemn! The ghost mastiff's expression was very complicated. I don't know if it was because it was glad that he did not press the remote control, or if it was regretted that it did not detonate earlier.
After a long time, he stared at Ye Fan and squeezed out: "It's indeed a difficult target!"
The Ghost Mastiff has very limited understanding of Ye Fan, and it should be said that he deliberately did not investigate Ye Fan's information.
He only needs time, place, and character, so as not to know that the goal is too powerful and affects his confidence.
"I don't seem to know you guys."
Ye Fan played with the yellow fried food: "Why do you want to kill me like this?"
"It's very simple, take money and eliminate disasters for others!"
The ghost mastiff spewed out a breath of heat: "Someone buys your life with money, and we'll kill you!"
He glanced at Ye Fan several times to see if there was any chance of a shot at the head, but he never found a gap.
He felt that as long as he fired his gun, Ye Fan would pounce on him and take his life.
"Don't eliminate disasters for people?"
Ye Fan sneered when he heard this: "Before eliminating the disaster, have you asked who I am?"
"Many people who are stronger than you die at my hands. Isn't it too naive to have a group of desperate people like you want my life?"
He showed disdain and domineeringness, but Yu Guang quickly scanned the carriage and calculated the distance and time of killing the five people.
"Everyone has the same head, why do you think you won't die?"
The ghost mastiff stared at Ye Fan and snorted coldly: "If anyone had not searched the VIP compartment, we could have installed fried food at the bottom of the compartment and killed you."
"Even now, I admit that you are very strong, seriously injured five of my brothers, and rushed back into our carriage."
"But if I make a heart apart, you will be broken into pieces."
He maintained his due strength and gave his four companions a little confidence.
"You really have the determination to die together, you won't talk so much nonsense to me."
Ye Fan smiled faintly: "Now you only have one way, either die or surrender!"
The ghost mastiff laughed wildly: "Boy, you are too arrogant!"
"We are five, four guns, and one remote."
"It's almost the same to kill you, do you still want to kill you?"
He licked his lips: "Are you too childish?"
"You just had ten guns, and we still used them as targets. What's the result?"
Ye Fan refused to say anything: "Aren't I killed five people and rushed into here?"
"Arrogant and ignorant!"
The ghost mastiff moved his body and hid in the corner, then gave an order: "Kill him!"
The four companions raised their guns with hesitation.
They were very afraid of shooting, worried that they would hit the yellow fried food, and the narrow carriage would fire. The stray bullet accidentally exploded their heads.
"bring it on!"
Ye Fan raised his left hand and the yellow fried food was once again intimidated.
At the same time, Ye Fan's peaceful eyes suddenly burst into fierceness and violence.
This made the four bandits feel palpitations for no reason and their movements could not be stopped.
In this stagnant gap, Ye Fan instantly rushed into their crowd.
The fish intestine sword in the right hand swung, like lightning, and his legs swept across and kneeled.
"Ahhhh--" "Crack, click!"
A series of blood and crisp sounds exploded, and the three people in front screamed and fell down in circles.
They either had their tendons broken or their legs were swept off by Ye Fan.
The smell of blood instantly spread.
After slamming the three of them, Ye Fan did not breathe, and jumped away from a bullet that was shot.
Then, he kicked the fourth man in the chin.
"Bang!"
The sound of bone burst sounded, and the sudden huge pain caused the fourth person to fall to the ground screaming.
The next second, Ye Fan cut off his right hand and let the gun in his hand fall out.
The battle came suddenly and ended equally quickly.
Soon, the ghost mastiff saw in horror that he was the only one standing in the entire carriage.
All nine companions fell into a pool of blood.
Although they did not die, they all lost their combat effectiveness.
Ye Fan did not kill them, but the ghost mastiff could not make up the determination to die together.
Otherwise, without the concern of his companions, he might have died of a fever.
Ye Fan swept off the guns in the carriage, stared at the retreating ghost mastiff coldly, "Don't you surrender yet?"
The ghost mastiff was stern: "Damn it! You take another step, believe it or not, I will detonate it?"
"Swoosh!"
Ye Fan threw the yellow fried food in his hand down high and smiled: "Drive me and take a look!"
The deterrence has been completed, so there is no need to keep the yellow fried food in your hands.
"Do you think I only have one?"
The Ghost Mastiff is also a fierce figure. He laughed when he saw Ye Fan throwing away the yellow fried food.
He pulled open the travel bag with a thud, revealing several pieces of yellow fried food and remote control.
Apparently prepared.
He stared at Ye Fan proudly: "I can still kill you..." "Swoosh..." Before he finished speaking, he saw Ye Fan's figure flashing and disappeared from his face in an instant.
When the ghost mastiff subconsciously reached out and changed another remote control to press it, Ye Fan was already standing in front of him, holding his wrist with one hand.
Then he suddenly folded.
"Click!"
The ghost mastiff's joints made a sound of bone cracking.
The hand bone was broken! The former couldn't stop wailing, like a pig stabbed into a sharp knife in the middle of the night.
The remote control also fell to the ground.
"Bang!"
Ye Fan stepped out again and directly stepped on the right foot of the ghost mastiff.
The ghost mastiff fell to the ground in pain.
"If you weren't going to catch you and ask your employer, you'd already fallen."
Ye Fan raised his leg and wanted to break the other leg of the ghost mastiff.
Opposite the carriage, Song Hongyan raised her head, felt relieved, and was very pleased that Ye Fan won again.
"Woo--" At this moment, the cable car suddenly recovered its power, and the two cars on the way up and down started at the same time, and Ye Fan and Song Hongyan slowly distanced the distance.
Just after this movement, Ye Fan's center of gravity was unstable instantly, his body shook for a while, and he slid towards the car door.
Song Hongyan subconsciously screamed: "Ye Fan, be careful!"
Ye Fan reached out and grabbed the handle in the car in time, stopped his body and moved backward.
But he quickly changed his face.
The ghost mastiff took this opportunity to grab the red remote control, and he grinned at Ye Fan: "Bastard, go to die!"
He pressed the remote control.
Your uncle! Ye Fan's scalp was numb when he saw this, and he didn't have time to think too much. He suddenly used force with his feet and pressed his hands on the car door.
"Swoosh!"
Ye Fan's body shot towards Song Hongyan's carriage away like a cannonball.
However, the carriage was more than ten meters away, which made him difficult to catch even if he had wings, so he could only grab it at the iron chain.
"boom!"
At the same moment, the ghost mastiff's carriage also blew loudly.
The carriage exploded into a pile of debris, thick smoke rose, fragments flew, and the iron chains broke.
A large ball of flame bloomed in the air.
Countless tourists screamed.
"Um!"
Ye Fan, who was about to catch the iron chain, was shocked and was blown out by the shock wave, rolling and smashing towards Song Hongyan's carriage.
With a loud bang, Ye Fan fell by the door of the carriage.
Ye Fan, who had severe pain all over his body, touched Song Hongyan's ankle, but he took the initiative to let go of his hand in a blink of an eye.
The huge momentum made him know that pulling Song Hongyan like this would definitely pull Song Hongyan off the sky.
As soon as his fingers were loosened, Ye Fan fell down.
"Ye Fan--" Song Hongyan suddenly lay down and leaned forward.
She tried her best to pull the fallen Ye Fan with all her strength.
She reached out to grab it, but she was left empty.
Ye Fan fell ruthlessly to the ground like a big bird.
Song Hongyan was heartbroken: "No--" The next second, she jumped without hesitation and followed Ye Fan. Qianqian's screaming screamed, but she could not stop her movements.