When the gas tank was smashed, it did not explode, but the fire was gushing.
The Vatician was immediately shocked to avoid it, and the rotating formation stopped.
The black clothes they lifted were immediately burned by the flames.
So more than a hundred Buddhist doctors panicked and shouted, slapped the sparks on their bodies.
The firelight of the gas tank, the sparks on the body, and the sizzling sound that would explode at any time instantly disintegrate Vandans's hypnosis.
Vandans couldn't stop taking a few steps, worried that the explosion would affect him.
When the team was in chaos, thousands of patients also rushed over.
Thinking of the tricks that the doctor of Fan just played and the unscrupulous hypnosis of Vandans, the patients became even more in love.
"Kill, kill these Buddhist doctors!"
"Bastard, it's not enough to hurt us secretly, and he dares to hypnotize us in public."
"Brothers, cut down these evil doctors!"
Countless patients waved their sticks and rushed forward, beating the Fan Doctor.
On average, five or six people besieged a Buddhist doctor, and they still took ruthless measures.
The Buddhist doctor who has been practicing medicine for many years can't stand it and dare not greet him at all, so he was quickly defeated.
One after another, the Buddhist doctor fell down, either his hands and feet were broken, or his nose and face were swollen.
These patients had sequelae. Knowing that the Buddhist doctors harmed them, their hearts were filled with resentment.
At this moment, they had the opportunity to seek justice, so they naturally took revenge on the Fan Doctor.
"Prince, go quickly, go quickly!"
Seeing the screams around and the companions falling to the ground, hundreds of core Buddhist doctors were very panicked.
But they gritted the bullet and escorted Vandans back and soon approached the red crossbow arrow.
At this moment, Ye Fan and Song Hongyan came down from the seventh floor.
Ye Fan walked out of the Shenzhou Medical Alliance Building, stared at Vandans with his hands on his back and smiled:
"Vandans, don't kneel down? I'm willing to bet without giving up?"
"Do you want yourself and the Fan Doctor to die here?"
Ye Fan joked: "I don't mind using your blood to kill the chicken to warn the monkey."
Vandans raised his head and shouted: "Soldiers can be killed but not humiliated!"
"How could I kneel down on you to kill my seventh sister and Arthur?"
He tore up the verbal agreement between the two: "You can only kill me, but don't even think I'll kneel down."
Hundreds of Buddhist doctors were also filled with righteous indignation: "Soldiers can be killed but not humiliated! Soldiers can be killed but not humiliated!"
Ye Fan smiled faintly: "Is that so? Then kill all of you."
"Go ahead, fight them!"
Hundreds of Buddhist doctors who were protecting Vandans rushed forward with passion and screamed at Ye Fan.
Ye Fan waved his finger lightly.
"Swoosh swish swish--"
The sound of crossbow arrows shooting suddenly sounded around.
Crossbow arrows flashed and disappeared into the charge crowd.
Fierce and ruthless.
Blood splattered, the Buddhist doctor rolled and screamed everywhere, and all the thirty chargers were ruthlessly shot to death.
Seeing his companion die suddenly, the Fan Doctor did not give in, but instead his blood veins were ignited and his eyes were red.
Dozens of Buddhist doctors picked up crossbow arrows and rushed towards Ye Fan like a wolves.
He was extremely vicious and scolded.
"Swoosh swish swish--"
Without Ye Fan's slightest command, another round of crossbow arrows shot towards him.
The arrows were like lightning, fierce and short, blood splattered, and people looked up, and there were earth-shaking screams.
In the blink of an eye, more than thirty people fell to the ground again.
Blood flowed freely, and blood filled the entire street.
"Is there anyone else going to charge?"
Ye Fan looked at Vandans and the others with his hands on his back: "Let's go together, let me kill you."
Hundreds of Buddhist doctors clenched their fists, their eyes became deformed, their teeth bit their lips, and their blood was dripping.
Seeing their companions tragically die, they wished they could turn into crossbow arrows and rush over to tear Ye Fan to pieces.
Unfortunately, they can't do anything.
Ye Fan had a knife, a gun, and a crossbow in his hand. Even if they charged forward, they would die.
"Prince Brahma, do you still have to fight to the end?"
Ye Fan looked at Vandans sharply: "Are you sure you want to tear down your oral agreement?"
Vandans did not respond, but looked at Ye Fan with shortness of breath.
"The limited time has passed long ago!"
Ye Fan did not look at Vandans anymore, but just stood on the steps and looked at the Vandan doctor who was suppressed by the patient:
"You are no longer free to leave."
"Now, you can only save your life by kneeling down and surrendering."
"I'll give you three minutes."
"In three minutes, all the Buddhist doctors standing will suffer from arrows piercing the heart."
"I can't blame me for being cruel and ruthless, I can only blame Prince Brahma for being willing to bet and not admit defeat."
Ye Fan's voice remained a little cold: "Everyone, please do your own thing!"
The battle has stopped.
All the Buddhist doctors stared at Ye Fan.
They really want to tear this opponent apart, but they know that they are powerless and know that they are at a critical moment of life and death.
Vandans also lost his former prestige, nor did he have the bloodiness he had just raised his arms and screamed.
He looked at the dead man as if he was over ten years old.
Ye Fan is so bastard that he doesn't play by the rules at all.
Many Buddhist doctors also looked at this leading wolf, but they never saw the courage in each other's eyes.
Thousands of people have only a trace of sadness at the end of their journey.
Ye Fan occupied the moral height with his left hand and held the iron-blooded knife in his right hand, which they could not withstand.
"Two minutes left!"
Ye Fan slowly walked down the steps and kicked a wounded person away:
"In two minutes, the crossbow arrows of the disciples of the Wu League will be shot in a level of one meter."
"In other words, if the Fan Doctor stands or squats at that time, he will die like a grass mustard."
With Ye Fan's instructions, two hundred other members of the Martial Arts League flashed out from both sides, and crossbow arrows were placed flat towards the vision of the Chinese and Fan doctors.
One thousand two hundred crossbow arrows flashed cold light, like the ruthless eyes of the god of death.
At the same time, there was an additional layer of protective shield in front of the patient.
It not only protects patients, but also blocks the way for the Buddhist doctor to retreat.
The Buddhist doctor was unwilling to accept it, but the remaining courage was also passing away.
Fandangs' voice sank: "Ye Fan, do you really dare to take the blame for the world?"
"Vandans, your bet is proved by video."
Ye Fan refused to say anything: "You are willing to bet and never admit defeat. I will take ruthless measures and no one can say a word about me."
"These Brahman doctors are not as good as killing them by me."
Ye Fan looked at Vanda in disdain.
Vandans shouted: "Ye Fan, don't provoke discord!"
"Soul the discord?"
Ye Fan sneered:
"Vandans, I'll give you another chance."
"You dug up your eyes and I will let all the Buddhist doctors on the scene immediately."
"I will also convince the Shenzhou Medical Alliance to restore the status of Fan Medicine, and even let the Fan Medicine College obtain an operation license."
"How is it? A pair of eyes can be exchanged for five thousand lives, ten thousand people's qualifications for medical treatment, and the operation of the Fan Medical College, isn't it cost-effective?"
"Don't worry, so many people are watching, I can't escape what I promised."
Ye Fan directly took the Vandans army and said, "Do you do this transaction?"
As soon as these words came out, the whole audience was silent.