The enemy in front thought he was going to attack, and he retreated.
Ye Fan turned over again.
Another bullet shot.
A backward enemy hadn't stood firmly, his chest hurt, shaking the ground, his limbs twice, there was no voice.
"!"
Ye Fan did not stagnate this, and he instinctively rolled the side.
Another two bullets were nailed into the place where he rolled.
A lamp and a stone banged.
Just to take the opportunity to sneak in Ye Fan's golden ghost guy, half of the military knife was raised, and the abdomen had a drama pain.
He looked down, and a wound was in his eyes, and obviously he hit him.
"Ah-" He couldn't hold back a scream.
Ye Fan shouted and burst from the ground, and like a phantom, he shuttled in the remaining several foreign killers.
After a series of sniper guns, Ye Fan had a scar on his shoulders, and all five foreign killers fell to the ground.
They all blocked the bullets for Ye Fan.
Ye Fan did not stop, moved his body, and was close to the golden ghost guy who was shaking and retreated.
The Golden Ghosts endured the pain to fight back, but was hit by Ye Fan.
"Flutter-" Then, Ye Fan pulled the golden ghost's clothes and rushed towards the street opposite.
Sniper, on the seventh floor of the rooftop opposite.
"Fop!"
On the way forward, there were two elastic shot. Ye Fan moved the body of the golden ghost, and suffered these two shootings.
When it is about to reach the streets opposite, Ye Fan throws another golden ghost.
In the air, a gunshot, the golden ghost guy splashed blood on the back, and then fell to the ground.
Vitality goes out.
" -" Taking advantage of this opportunity, Ye Fan's body was vertical and hid under the eaves.
He didn't stop, moved his footsteps, found the floor entrance and export, rushed into the stairs, and then went to the rooftop as quickly as possible.
Dare to put a cold gun, Ye Fan was unwilling to see him.
"!"
Ye Fangang opened the tattered iron door, and a muzzle faced him.
Ye Fan slipped, and immediately broke away from the muzzle lock. The other party had no time to respond. The fingers had already pulled the trigger, and a bullet sprayed it out.
"boom!"
The iron door became tattered, and the air was still filled with a smoke.
A mask man showed his body.
Without a shot, the opponent immediately smashed the sniper rifle at Ye Fan, and then pulled out a troops and rushed up.
While Ye Fange blocked the sniper rifle, he quietly stabbed to Ye Fan's heart.
Fast, cruel, and very poisonous.
Ye Fan held his footsteps in time and jumped to the side. After avoiding the other party's hit, he was polite to split a ax.
The ax is straight into the man's chest of the man.
The corner of the mask man's mouth touched, and a knife was swept backhand.
"when!"
With a crisp sound, he fiercely opened Ye Fan's vigorous ax.
Ye Fan moved to the side, and his body made a few steps in inertia.
The mask man also quit two steps, but the movement was too fierce, letting his mask dropped.
Ye Fan suddenly recognized the identity of the other party.
Ye Feiyang's bodyguard is also a person who had had a hand with Tang Qi, the Red Buddha, "I thought Ye Feiyang would move and move, and it would not be so reckless."
Ye Fan smiled faintly: "I didn't expect that he was so small, and he opened the scene in person.
The Red Buddha did not speak, nor did he wear a mask, but stared at Ye Fan.
He tried to overestimate Ye Fan as much as possible, but he didn't expect to underestimate it.
Luggage explosives, dozens of people surrounded, plus their own sniper, and Ye Fan also carried a burden. It would undoubtedly die.
As a result, he was not only killed by Ye Fan, but also asked him to find himself.
He regretted that the first shot was not in time and did not withdraw it in time.
It's just useless to be annoyed at this moment. He can only roar: "Kill!"
The Red Buddha waved against Ye Fan.
Ye Fan calmly stopped blocking.
"Dangdang!"
The twelve memo sounds are endless, the sword ax collides, and the sparks are shot! "Domestic!"
After blocking the thirteen knives, Ye Fan suddenly sang and started a counterattack.
He was slashing like a rainbow, a bloody light, reflecting the red sky.
This ax goes down and lifts up a blood.
The red Buddha's chest fluttered, and the flesh flew.
"Um!"
The Red Buddha flew out with a knife, and the blood sprayed on the way, across the edge of the rooftop.
He struggled to get up and touched the short gun on his legs.
Ye Fan's footsteps slipped again.
"!"
The ax is ruthless, and the sharp whistling.
The Red Buddha raised the army's stabbing, and there was a loud noise, and even the person fell back to the ground with a knife.
He sprayed a bite of blood.
"I lost."
The Red Buddha was lying on the ground, and the cough said: "The whole thing has nothing to do with Ye Junshi and Yang Shao. It is my Red Buddha anger and you hit Ye Shao's face."
"Whether you hand over me to the police or Hengdian, I will carry all the matter."
"I won't give you the opportunity to deal with Ye Shao."
His eyes were very firm.
"You can see that you are loyal, I also believe that you will carry it alone."
Ye Fan smiled faintly: "The official needs to make you carry all the pots for stability."
The Red Buddha looked at Ye Fan sneered: "So you cut off the idea of borrowing the question."
"You can do back the pot alive, but if you die, you can't carry anything ..." Ye Fan flew the Red Buddha out of the rooftop.
"Ah-" Red Buddha's hands and feet fell from high altitude, and a loud noise smashed at a car downstairs.
The car fell down, distorted, ruptured, and the alarm sounded ... For Ye Fan, the current situation is intricate and the best protection is to engage in big things ... when Ye Fan came down from the heavenly platform, Chen Xiaoyue was from the archives from the archives.
Climbing out of the cabinet, wearing a Bluetooth headset and evacuating.
She was panicked on her face and had a calmness.
While she went out of Starbucks's side door, she played a number.
The phone was connected quickly.
Chen Xiaoyue whispered: "Wang Shao, I am Chen Xiaoyue, at Starbucks Cafe, Ye Fan played with the Yang family, and your plan was successful."
"Chen Xiaoyue?"
The other side was puzzled, and then the voice sank: "Where do you get my number?
Who asked you to contact me in person? "
Chen Xiaoyue's voice trembled: "I'm just happy, I want to congratulate Wang Shao's plan to succeed ..." Between speaking, Chen Xiaoyue turned into a street and poured into the pedestrian street where people came.
Wang Qiaochu drank again: "Who gave you my number?
You should contact Xiongzi, not me! "
Chen Xiaoyue apologized and apologized: "Wang Shao, I'm sorry, I am not intentional ..." "Bang--" The words did not finish, Chen Xiaoyue collided with a passerby.
She was subconsciously aiming at the other party, but now the other party has left.
And there was a pain in her abdomen.
Chen Xiaoyue looked down, with an extra knife in the abdomen, blood flow ...