Wenren City Wall was calm and made arrangements calmly, winning the Xia Mingqing nodded slightly.
"Yes, it's right to stick to it at this time."
"Xia Kunlun's foundation is not in the provincial capital, and Sun Dongliang is being stared at again. As long as we hold it up, he will definitely die."
"For half an hour, just hold on for half an hour, our reinforcements will arrive, and then they will be able to kill Xia Kunlun inside and outside."
"Xia Kunlun is too arrogant. If he had touched us from the back mountain, we would have been taken down long ago."
"As a result, it was attacking from the gate openly. Although it was so powerful, it gave us enough time to react, and it was an idiot."
Wenren City Wall waved his hand straightforwardly: "Come on, don't worry about Xia Kunlun, let's continue drinking and dancing."
The flat-headed young men also lowered their heads and were very reluctant to guard all possible problems.
Wenren Chengbi then picked up the walkie-talkie and turned on the call button:
"Xia Kunlun, I will stay on the third floor of this ancient castle today. If you have the ability, you can come in with the Dragon Slaying Hall."
"My ancient castle is comparable to a bunker, and the walls can withstand more than ten bombardments of rockets or ordinary shells."
"The steel door on the first floor is indestructible according to the national-level vault design."
"I don't believe you can kill me."
"Also, my two thousand reinforcements will arrive within half an hour."
"If you can't kill us in thirty minutes, just wait for us to kill us."
"If you want to challenge our Shanhai, you want to fight against the blitzkrieg, and dream!"
"You lost three years ago, but today, you will lose as well!"
He laughed wildly: "If you don't believe me, just do it and come and touch us."
Xia Mingqing and the others also laughed: "Xia Kunlun, break the door, break the door."
Ye Fan smiled faintly from the walkie-talkie: "Do you still remember Xia Yuetao?"
Xia Mingqing shouted: "What does it mean? Use Yuetao to threaten us?"
"She is the Director of Shanhaihui, and the security system of Wenren Castle was handled by her."
Ye Fan smiled: "She knew the password of this door, and she also had the palm prints and iris of this door."
Wenren City Wall's face changed drastically: "Clog the door quickly, block the door quickly!"
The flat-headed young men immediately jumped out of everywhere and rushed to the steel door on the first floor that was guarded by only a dozen people.
More than a dozen guards of Wenren rushed over and wanted to block the steel door.
It was just too late, and the steel cores as thick as twenty-four arms staggered through the steel door with a click.
The steel door is still closed, but it loses the support of the steel core and turns into a steel door that blocks the door.
The next second, with a whoosh, a rocket crashed into the steel door.
With a loud bang, the steel door shaking, and more than a dozen guards were shaken...
Ye Fan raised his hand and slashed: "Kill!"
"Boom boom boom!"
Another series of rockets hit the gate.
Amid more than a dozen earth-shaking explosions, the ten-ton gate was not only overturned, but also smashed the people behind into meat sauce.
Then several rockets rushed in and ran around the first floor of the castle.
After a while, the rocket exploded almost at the same time, dazzling fire and amazing air waves hit the surroundings, and sprayed out from the steel door entrance.
The air waves produced by the strong explosion spread around with countless sand and stones, endless.
Many guards of the Wenren were directly bombarded into the sky, and their bulletproof vests were as fragile as matchboxes.
The flat-headed young men and others who rushed over from all over the place were instantly engulfed by smoke and flames.
Ye Fan waved his finger again: "Kill."
Sharp and powerful.
Uncle Mu led dozens of guards to rush into the doorstep first.
Uncle Jin also brought the masters of the Sixteenth Division into the crowd.
God blocks kill gods and ghosts blocks kill ghosts!
The crazy strafing of the Dragon Slaying Hall and the calm strafing of the Sixteenth Department have built a crisscrossing death fire network.
More than a dozen injured and struggling enemies wanted to hide, but they found that they had no chance to survive.
The six enemies were instantly shot through the body by bullets, as simple as a sharp arrow piercing the white paper.
Then another fan-shaped bullet was shot to the left and right sides, and seven evacuated enemies were shot and killed in the back.
The enemies who rushed down from all levels of the castle also shot wildly when they saw this, trying their best to regain the gate.
However, under the suppression of Uncle Mu and his dense warheads, Shanhaihui elites could never catch the entrance and exit.
After stabilizing the door, Ye Fan also dragged a spear into the first floor.
"Kill, kill Xia Kunlun, kill Xia Kunlun!"
The flat-headed young man crawled out of a collapsed ruin and gathered more than a dozen companions who rushed over to fight back frantically.
It was a great humiliation to be killed by Xia Kunlun. If they could not hold on for another 30 minutes, they could buy a piece of tofu and kill him.
So they all pulled the trigger angrily.
"Bang bang bang!"
Countless warheads shot at Ye Fan.
Ye Fan's body flashed, dodging like a phantom. There were many pillars of the castle, which was enough for him to be calm and detoured.
After avoiding the two rounds of murderous intent, Ye Fan threw away the long spear that had been shot with bullets in his hand, picked up two short spears and stretched forward.
He rushed towards the first floor lobby without hesitation.
He was extremely fast and shot very quickly.
The dragon-slaying technique brought him unparalleled feel and appearance.
His eyes almost locked in the enemy, and the gun in his hand responded.
Two short guns trembled continuously, bullets poured out, fired, changed magazines, and fired again.
The repetitive mechanical movements are shockingly accurate.
Blood flowers kept blooming, and enemies shot their heads one by one.
Uncle Mu and Uncle Jin also followed closely to kill the condescending enemies.
They kept firing at the guns upstairs.
The bullets ejected everywhere like meteors, shooting the enemies who intended to block Ye Fan one by one.
An enemy who was carrying a rocket and was about to attack was also attacked by Uncle Jin and Mu, who was the first to attack the warhead, causing the second floor to explode in a shocking explosion.
This not only hit the enemy hard, but also allowed Ye Fan to enter the hall without any damage.
Ye Fan quickly killed all the enemies guarded at the entrance of the hall, and then rolled in and rushed in.
He kept firing around the hall with guns left and right, making the chandeliers on the sand wall thump.
After seven or eight enemies fell to the ground, Ye Fan's short guns also shot out the bullets.
"kill!"
At this moment, the blood-covered young man suddenly shot up from the corpse on the ground.
He had been seriously injured, but he had never escaped to the third floor to save his life.
He pretended to die and hid in the pile of dead people in order to give Ye Fan a fatal blow.
Today, he could not let Ye Fan kill Wenrenchengbi and the others no matter what.
Even if he and Ye Fan died together.
"kill!"
He quickly approached Ye Fan with red eyes, and two thunders tied to his body, trying to hug Ye Fan, who was killing all directions, and died together.
But before he could pull Ye Fan closer and hug Ye Fan to detonate, Ye Fan turned around and raised his left hand.
With a pounce, the flat-headed young man's head bloomed and he fell straight and flew out.
He died with his eyes open. He clearly saw that Ye Fan had no bullet, so how could he kill himself from a distance?
But it was fine no matter what. His idea of holding Ye Fan was lost, and his head splattered blood and fell to the ground.
When Ye Fan jumped into a piece of sand, the flat-headed young man also exploded into pieces with a bang.
“Ahhhh——”
Wenren City Wall saw this and rushed to the top of the championship:
"Kill my adopted son, kill my adopted son! I can't tolerate you, I can't tolerate you!"
"Xia Kunlun, Xia Kunlun, bully people too much, too much!"
"Open the cell, open the cell, release Atagu and tear Xia Kunlun to pieces, tear him apart!"
He gave the order.
When Ye Fan stepped onto the second floor, he heard two sounds of "hoho" coming from the turn.
A gloomy and suffocating aura instantly enveloped Ye Fan.