A car in the middle opened, and Song Hongyan, dressed in red, landed gracefully.
She led a few people and slowly walked towards Changsun Siyu and the others.
The appearance of Song Hongyan not only added a touch of color to the bloody battlefield, but also slightly eased the tense momentum.
Even Jia's murderers looked at her a few more times, lessening the grief and indignation over Jia Zihao's violent death.
Just when Song Hongyan attracted everyone's attention, the Song gunmen scattered around opened their safety guards and locked their targets.
Ye Fan immediately shouted happily: "Oh, wife, you are here!"
"Song Hongyan? Mr. Song?"
The eldest grandson Siyu had obviously done enough homework and hummed to Song Hongyan:
"Mr. Song brought so many people and guns here, does he want to launch a war against Jinyi Pavilion?"
She put on a hat directly.
"Lord Changsun is wrong. How can I have the courage and strength to disobey Jinyi Pavilion?"
Song Hongyan smiled lightly and walked towards the crowd: "I came here tonight for two purposes."
"One came to respond to Jinyi Pavilion's call and took the initiative to hand over swords and guns."
"Only if weapons are controlled, the number of killings will be reduced by more than half."
"After all, you can't kill a few people with your fists and teeth in a day and a night."
"Another reason is that I was worried that Mr. Changsun would not be able to suppress the situation when he first arrived, so Hongyan came over to see if she needed any help."
"You must know that the Jia family's thugs standing in front of Lord Changsun are all extremely vicious."
"They kill Hongyan, but no matter you are the King of Heaven or I, they will all fight to death."
Song Hongyan told her eldest grandson Siyu the reason for her visit tonight, and pointed out that the children of the Jia family were all murderers with criminal records.
"Answer the call? Come and help?"
The eldest grandson Siyu sneered when he heard this:
"With this kind of formation and this kind of firepower, Mr. Song's words are so high-sounding..."
There are more than a hundred people, carrying heavy firepower, and better equipment than Jinyi Pavilion. She believes that Song Hongyan is weird.
"Is it possible that Lord Changsun thinks I came here to annihilate you?"
Song Hongyan gave a playful smile: "Hongyan doesn't have the courage to do anything non-stop like Jia Zihao and others."
The eldest grandson, Siyu, hid a needle in his cotton: "You don't have it, but Ye Fan does..."
"This is impossible!"
Song Hongyan looked at Ye Fan and smiled softly:
"My husband is a miracle doctor. He saves patients and kills bad guys. He has accumulated countless virtues and shed countless blood."
"He is not a truly good person, but he is not a bad person, let alone a disobedient criminal."
"Otherwise, Lord Changsun will tell you something about my husband that is disobedient and harmful to the country?"
Song Hongyan led the eldest son Siyu's army: "As long as you tell us, my husband and I will be at your disposal."
Ye Fan gave a thumbs up: "It's better to know your husband than your wife."
The eldest grandson Siyu sneered: "Isn't he a bastard? Kill Jia Zihao in front of me..."
"Jia Zihao died before the ban on martial arts."
Song Hongyan smiled: "Master Changsun cannot use the sword after the ban on martial arts to kill things before the ban on martial arts."
"Otherwise, if Jia Zihao ambushes everyone in the Luo family cemetery, you should be the first to blow off his head and give Hengcheng an explanation."
She said softly: "So I feel as sorry as you about Jia Zihao, but we must respect the facts."
The eldest grandson Siyu's face turned gloomy.
"Brothers, don't listen to their nagging, kill them to avenge Brother Hao!"
At this moment, a roar suddenly came from behind Jia's murderer.
Then a man in a mask emerged from a sewer.
He shot Ye Fan and Changsun Siyu several times.
"careful!"
Ye Fan roared and threw down Siyu, the eldest grandson.
The two fell to the ground almost at the same time.
The warhead swished and hit the spot, leaving three bullet holes.
After missing the blow, the man in the mask immediately ran back to the sewer.
Ye Fan roared: "Protect the eldest grandson——"
"kill--"
Song Hongyan hooked her fingers instantly.
The Song gunmen around him immediately pulled the trigger.
Dong Qianli and Qinghu also shot quickly.
Countless warheads spurted out instantly, all pouring into the Jia family's murderers...
More than two hundred of Jia's murderers instantly fell into a pool of blood.
The remaining enemies subconsciously pulled the trigger to counterattack.
The isolated Jinyi Pavilion elites bore the brunt of the attack, and five or six of them fell.
This forced the other Jinyi Pavilion elites to follow suit and shoot at Jia's murderers.
If the Jia family's thugs don't be killed quickly, the people in Jinyi Pavilion will die in random bullets.
"Bang bang bang——"
"Da da da--"
The gunfire lasted for less than a minute, and more than 400 Jia's murderers fell into a pool of blood.
Each of them had anger and confusion on their faces, as if they didn't expect that they would die like this.
However, the remaining consciousness had not dissipated, and they were subjected to the habitual follow-up shots from Jinyi Pavilion.
More than a dozen of Jia's wounded and corpses were shot again.
Soon, there was no one left alive in Jia's camp except the enemy who escaped from the sewer.
Three Jinyi Pavilion masters jumped down from the tunnel to chase the murderer, but after working for a while, they didn't see anyone.
The following is complicated and difficult to follow.
And they couldn't remember the characteristics of the mask killer because he moved too fast just now.
"No--"
The eldest grandson Siyu got up and shouted at this scene: "No!"
She was not only in pain, but also in despair.
This time, not only are there no agents left, but all the cannon fodder are dead.
But she couldn't vent to Mark and the others.
Ye Fan saved her, and Song Hongyan even stopped the red-eyed Jia family's murderers from killing her.
"Lord Changsun, are you okay?"
Ye Fan also got up from the ground and ran to the eldest grandson Siyu to greet him:
"This Jia family murderer is too crazy and has no bottom line."
"Even if you don't abide by the ban on martial arts, you still dare to kill Lord Changsun in a hurry. It's really lawless."
"Fortunately, I discovered the clues in time and pounced on the spot, otherwise Mr. Changsun might have suffered a brain injury."
"But Lord Changsun, there is no need to thank you now, just keep it in your heart."
Ye Fan reminded: "Just repay me if you have the opportunity in the future."
Changsun Siyu woke up and turned to look at Ye Fan jokingly:
"Don't worry, Mr. Ye, I will remember your kindness."
His words were polite, but his expression was indescribably ferocious, as if he wanted to eat Ye Fan alive.
"That's what you said!"
Ye Fan took over the topic: "Don't turn your back on me then."
He also turned around and shouted at everyone:
"All the enemies are dead, why don't you put down your weapons?"
"Are you ignoring Lord Changsun's authority?"
"Let it go, let it go, let it all go!"
"Miss Qinghu, why are you still holding a gun? Are you worried that Lord Changsun will turn against you and shoot you if you put down the gun?"
"What do you think of Mr. Changsun?"
Ye Fan scolded Qinghu: "Ignorant!"
"lay down!"
Ye Fan waved his hand to the Ling family's children and the Song family's gunmen to put down their weapons.
Qinghu gave Ye Fan a hard look and threw away the weapon.
This bastard not only used himself to block the eldest grandson Siyu from turning her back and killing people, but also gave her and the coalition forces some eye drops.
Qinghu now seriously suspects that the mask murderer was probably secretly arranged by Ye Fan.
The purpose is to take the opportunity to eliminate the troubles caused by Jia's thugs.
Qinghu suddenly felt that dealing with Ye Fan was too tiring.
"Everyone responds to Lord Changsun's call."
Song Hongyan also smiled calmly: "Forbidden martial arts!"
More than two hundred people immediately ran over and threw all their weapons in front of Changsun Siyu.
Then, they surrounded Ye Fan and Song Hongyan and quickly left Jia's camp...
"Bang bang bang -" Behind him, Changsun Siyu fired a series of bullets into the sky, venting his anger tonight...
