The entire fleet was soon covered in smoke and had a pungent smell.
Everyone's vision was blurred and they felt dizzy.
Seeing this, Ye Fan shouted at the walkie-talkie again: "Be careful, it's poisonous, poisonous!"
Before he could finish his words, Ye Fan saw more than a dozen Song bodyguards falling to the ground with a muffled groan.
Although the Song team leader and others covered their mouths as soon as possible, their bodies trembled uncontrollably.
Obviously, this poisonous smoke is extremely domineering.
Nangong Youyou had no reaction and even sniffed the black smoke hard, but she was still pulled into the car by Ye Fan's hand.
Ye Fan stuffed a pill into Nangong Youyou's mouth.
"Grandpa, be careful, this is the Qixing Detox Pill!"
Ye Fan then took out two more and gave them to Song Wansan: "Stay there, I'll go and save the others."
Then he went to the cart door to take the pills to save other Song's bodyguards.
He couldn't watch these people die.
"Swoosh swish swish--"
But before Ye Fan got out of the car to save the person, dense sounds of crossbow arrows came again in the thick smoke.
Seeing this, Ye Fan's face changed drastically.
He instinctively hid back in the car.
Almost as soon as Ye Fan retracted his foot, three terrifying giant arrows shot on the ground.
"boom!"
With a loud bang, most of the cement floor was scattered by crossbow arrows.
The debris made the car body slam.
One of the giant arrows was nailed into it, and it was three feet deep, which was extremely terrifying.
Then, the arrow exploded with a bang, and this time it was no longer poisonous smoke, but a wisp of flame.
The flames were extremely dazzling and difficult to extinguish, and soon they were stuck to the body of the car or the ground.
Several corpses also caught fire.
Ye Fan was so angry that he wanted to get off the car, but was pulled tightly by Song Wansan.
Ye Fan shouted: "Grandpa, I'll go and save them."
"Giant arrows, poisonous smoke, flames, blurred vision, don't be impulsive."
Song Wansan still grabbed Ye Fan: "And grandpa still needs your protection."
"Swoosh swish swish--"
While speaking, another dense rain of arrows poured over from the fire.
The ambushed opponent was extremely patient, as if he knew Song Wansan's power, so he always attacked step by step.
And the attacks were one after another, not giving Ye Fan and the others time to breathe.
The arrows were flying. In addition to the sound of crossbows colliding with roads and cars, there were also many elite Song soldiers dying tragically.
Either the crossbow arrows were nailed into their bodies or the poisonous smoke made their seven orifices bleed.
Several people were still lying in the flames.
Amid the endless screams, all the elite Song clans fell in a pool of blood.
Blood drifted the roads and plants into red.
shocking!
Nearly a hundred huge arrows were nailed to the ground, making the road as scary as weeds.
Destroyed cars were everywhere with broken flesh.
Ye Fan looked at the corner of his mouth and touched him.
He was extremely angry.
But he couldn't rush out to the mountain to kill people at this moment.
Although his left arm is powerful, his dantian has no strength and his skills are not flexible enough, so it is difficult for him to withstand the siege of giant arrows.
And he was worried that once he left, Song Wansan would be killed and not redeem it if something happened to him.
Ye Fan did not let Nangong Youyou go out to kill someone.
This is the last trump card to protect Song Wansan.
"Grandpa, don't worry, I've asked Hongyan and the others for help--"
Ye Fan turned his head and looked at Song Wansan and comforted him: "We will be fine."
Song Wansan did not respond, but stared at the front and smiled: "Here you come!"
Ye Fan turned his head and saw more than a hundred men in black appearing.
More than fifty people were carrying scimitars, more than thirty people were carrying short crossbows, and more than twenty people were carrying short guns.
They landed silently and ran like flying. Although they were only a hundred people, their momentum was like thousands of troops rushing to the enemy formation.
They surrounded Rolls-Royce like a strong wind and falling leaves.
Behind the crowd, there was a thin and slim man running.
He held a longbow in his hand, a quiver behind him, and a silver mask on his face.
He hit Song Wansan like a sharp arrow.
This person is the silver arrow from the Dow clan association.
"Youyou, you are responsible for dealing with the crossbowman, and I am responsible for dealing with the gunman."
Ye Fan saw the other party’s formation making arrangements: “Grandpa, stay in the car, don’t get out of the car unless you have to.”
He knew that Song Wansan was domineering, but if he could, he would not take risks.
Ye Fan's eyes showed a murderous intent: "No one tonight."
Nangong Youyou took out the hammer excitedly.
It seemed as if he felt the breath of Song Wansan and Ye Fan, and the running silver arrow suddenly whistled.
More than a hundred people instantly stood at Rolls-Royce more than ten meters away.
The silver arrow whistled again: "Beep-"
"Swoosh swish swish--"
More than a hundred elite Dow players immediately changed their formation.
Twenty gunmen stood in the front row.
Thirty crossbowmen stood in the middle.
The knife hand of more than fifty was standing at the end.
They raised their swords and guns at Rolls-Royce.
The Silver Arrow also took out a red feathered arrow and prepared to give a final destruction to Rolls-Royce.
The arrow is cold and it is about to touch.
"These bastards are alert enough."
Ye Fan's face changed slightly: "Don't worry, Youyou, ready to take action."
"I'll do this game!"
Song Wansan suddenly smiled and pressed Ye Fan and Nangong Youyou back to the seat.
Then, he pressed his finger on the handle next to the seat.
"Bang bang--"
I saw four front and rear headlights falling at the same time, and four rotating gun barrels were splashed out in unison.
Yinzhi's face changed drastically and shouted: "Retreat!"
The Dow killer who smelled the danger instinctively retreated, but it was too late.
"Da da da da!"
The rotating muzzle ejects dense bullets, forming two bullets flowing to the left and right.
There was almost no gap between gunshots.
The elite Dow who was pointed at the muzzle was not even too late to lie down, and the bullet was mercilessly smashed into pieces.
The warhead ruthlessly ejected from the four headlights, piercing through the thick black smoke and fire, and shooting the Dow killer who was crying and howling.
Several gunmen who happened to be dead ends pulled the trigger in anger.
They poured dozens of bullets at Rolls-Royce.
But the car was not damaged at all, let alone hurt Song Wansan inside the car.
Then, as the headlights slowly adjusted the angle, the bullets sprayed tore their bodies to pieces.
The silver arrow that escaped the disaster in time roared and shot an arrow: "Kill--"
The long red arrow shot at Rolls-Royce, and a burst of black smoke and flames exploded.
It's just that the car is solid.
The glass is not broken, the tire is not burst, the fuel tank cannot be penetrated, and the flame cannot be burned.
"My car is more expensive than a tank, how can you break it?"
Song Wansan smiled faintly and pressed his hand again.
"Da da da da!"
The barrel shook violently again.
The flying bullets poured out unscrupulously like meteor showers.
For a moment, fires soared into the sky, flesh and blood flew, and the enemy was torn apart like a piece of paper.
In a blink of an eye, more than a hundred elite Dow were killed or injured.
Only a few periphery-alered killers survived.
The retreating silver arrow was also shot on the shoulder and fell to the edge of the road.
"Ye Fan, you and Youyou deal with the remnants."
"I'll take the lead."
Seeing that the enemy was about to run, Song Wansan stopped shooting and pushed open the car door.
Without waiting for Ye Fan to stop him, he flashed and approached the silver arrow not far away.
Ye Fan hurriedly rushed over: "Youyou, deal with Yujie, I will protect my grandfather."
Nangong Youyou rushed out with a whizz, waving his hammer to the living mouth.
"Swoosh!"
Song Wansan quickly approached the Silver Arrow.
Silver Arrow felt Song Wansan's power and knew that he was afraid he would not be able to leave, so he turned around and pulled out an arrow.
He roared at Song Wansan, and then he went forward instead of retreating and shot over.
He held the long arrow and stabbed Song Wansan hard.
"The Dow Overlord Camp is a bit wise, but it's a pity that you are not the Overlord of Western Chu."
Faced with this quick and ruthless arrow, Song Wansan didn't care at all.
He trembled his right hand and grabbed the arrow.
With a click, he broke suddenly, and then stabbed with a backhand.
"flutter--"
With a sharp sound, half-cut arrows penetrated into the chest of the silver arrows.
A stream of blood burst out.
The silver arrow movement stopped.
"Bang--"
Song Wansan slapped him in the chest again.
With a click, the ribs broke.
The silver arrow squirted blood and flew out, falling into a ditch on the edge of the road.
He twitched a few times before he lost movement.
"Vulnerable."
Song Wansan patted his hands, his tone with contempt.
"bite--"
Just then, Song Wansan's cell phone rang.
He picked it up and answered, and a loud laugh came out:
"Principal, sorry, sorry, I encountered a little thing tonight and forgot to answer your phone."
"Don't worry, my progress is very smooth. I have used Paradise Island to draw 200 billion yuan of clan associations."
"In this way, Tao Xiaotian will not be able to mess up the chaos and rob our meat next week's auction."
"Golden Island is the second Xiongan in the future, the new island center, with a potential value of trillions. I will never let it slip away..."
"You must keep this news confidential, and even Zhushi and others don't know it."
He lowered his voice and slowly swept across the cold night sky: "I also accidentally caught it from the Master Yetang."
The silver arrow in the ditch shook his ears without attracting attention...