If the opponent were three flesh-and-blood killers, Ye Fan would kill them with real swords and guns.
But the three flight attendants are just like the waiter killers. They are very likely to be intelligent robots. Ye Fan will naturally not fight stupidly.
It is difficult to kill, cannot hurt the opponent, and can be held by them at any time and self-destruct. Only fools would fight head-on.
So Ye Fan ran away immediately and jumped on a motorcycle to stare at him.
Just hearing a few chirping sounds, Ye Fan instinctively turned the motorcycle.
The next second, several red lights shot out from the side and hit the glass of several shopping malls.
The glass shattered with a loud bang, leaving the clerk stunned as he didn't know what was going on.
Ye Fan didn't pause at all, and made another snake-like move.
There were two more chirps, and two red lights grazed his hair and hit the tires of a shuttle bus.
There was a loud bang, the shuttle bus' tires burst, and the car rolled over.
The driver and passengers screamed and fell heavily into the car.
Ye Fan's eyelids jumped, and then he pressed the motorcycle and ejected.
Almost as soon as he left the motorcycle, six red lights hit the motorcycle.
The motorcycle exploded with a loud bang, not only breaking into pieces, but also thick smoke billowing from it.
"Damn, so cruel?"
Ye Fan, who rolled to the ground, screamed in surprise when he saw this, and then ejected from the place.
He rolled repeatedly to avoid the red light that followed.
Then Ye Fan jumped into a maintenance truck that was repairing the aircraft, stepped on the accelerator and rushed towards the three flight attendants.
In the billowing black smoke, Ye Fan charged like a sharp arrow.
He had to kill a carbine and give the opponent a heavy blow, otherwise it would be difficult to escape from the encirclement attack of the three of them.
Because the speed and precision of the three flight attendants were terrifying.
"Bang bang bang!"
However, despite the thick smoke blurring the vision and flying debris, the three stewardesses quickly locked onto Ye Fan.
They raised their hands and pointed at Ye Fan to shoot.
Ye Fan suddenly swung a big wrench.
The big wrench flew toward the three stewardesses with a whoosh.
Choo Choo Choo!
The three stewardesses subconsciously shot at the flying wrench.
After a tugging sound, the big wrench broke into three pieces and fell to the ground.
In this gap, Ye Fan had already rushed over in his car.
He roared: "Go to hell."
The car roared like a mad bull.
The maintenance truck slammed into three flight attendants.
Ye Fan was very fortunate that these three stewardesses could only deal with crises instinctively, rather than dividing work and cooperating.
Otherwise, if one of them had shot down the wrench and the two of them continued to shoot themselves, he would have jumped out of the car and gone away.
Thinking of this, Ye Fan stepped on the accelerator, unwilling to miss this opportunity to get close to him.
"Bang bang bang!"
Seeing the car crashing towards them, the three flight attendants still didn't have much reaction.
They took a few steps back and stretched out their hands at the same time.
Six fair and slender hands pressed against the bumper of the car.
The next second, a surge of brute force poured out.
The car shook momentarily and then slowed down.
"boom!"
Ye Fan roared: "Death!"
He stepped on the accelerator crazily and rushed forward against the three stewardesses.
The car roared with full force, leaving black rubber marks on the ground.
The three flight attendants also retreated more than thirty meters, forcing the airport runway into six ravines.
Shocked and horrified.
Many passengers and staff who saw this scene opened their mouths in shock.
"Woo——"
Although Ye Fan felt that the car was subjected to strong brute force and the engine and tires were smoking, he still did not let go of the accelerator.
He stepped on the accelerator to the bottom, pushed the three stewardesses against a wall, and then released his trembling right foot.
The three flight attendants' backs were pressed against the wall and their hands were compressed by the car, making them unable to break free for a while.
Taking advantage of this opportunity, Ye Fan slapped the seat and ejected.
He kicked three stewardesses three times without mercy.
The three stewardesses were shaken several times by the thumping kicks, their chests collapsed and white smoke came out.
It's just that they didn't give Ye Fan a chance to kick his head off, and their ruthless eyes instantly became hollow.
The next second, six red lights flashed.
"I go!"
Seeing this, Ye Fan slapped the hood of the car and rolled out, landing like a civet cat.
Almost as soon as he escaped from the car hood, six red lights shot over him.
The car's windshield, seats and trunk suddenly had six more holes.
Ye Fan did not attack again, turned around and ran away again.
"boom!"
Ye Fan ran a few dozen meters and heard a loud noise behind him.
Then the car was overturned and hit Ye Fan like a cannonball.
Ye Fan's legs accelerated and he ejaculated.
With a bang, the car fell to the ground, a pile of debris.
Ye Fan didn't even look at it and continued running forward.
"Whoosh whoosh!"
Seeing Ye Fan running away like a rabbit, the three stewardesses also twisted their necks and chased after him.
At this time, dozens of agents with protective shields and weapons surrounded him.
They yelled at Ye Fan and the three flight attendants: "Don't move, don't move!"
Ye Fan hurriedly raised his hands and slid over and shouted: "Help, help, they want to kill me, they want to kill me."
When Agent No. 10 saw that Ye Fan had no weapon in his hand, he subconsciously raised his weapon and pointed it at the three stewardesses.
"call!"
The three flight attendants chasing Ye Fan not only did not stop, but their bodies suddenly erupted.
They were like three torrents of steel, knocking away all the shields in front of them.
More than a dozen detectives also fell out with blood spurting out.
Before they could get up, the three stewardesses continued to rush forward.
They waved repeatedly to the remaining dozen or so agents.
Just a series of clicking sounds were heard, and all the weapons that the dozen or so agents were trying to shoot were broken.
Then the three stewardesses pulled their weapons and swung them.
A dozen agents shook their hands and feet and fell out with screams.
Three flight attendants also punched a police car blocking the road.
There was a loud bang, and the car flew up like a toy, knocking over the seven or eight secret service officers behind it.
They also pointed to several commanding heights.
A red light flashed and three snipers fell down.
The man turned his back on his horse.
Screaming in agony.
The surrounding passengers watching the show were all in disbelief, as if they didn't expect the three sexy stewardesses to be so domineering.
Ye Fan's scalp was also numb.
Can't stop it?
Is modern technology so intimidating?
Seeing the three stewardesses knocking down so many people, Ye Fan quickly got up and continued running.
It's better to rely on yourself.
He avoided several laser beams that followed and ran toward the woods behind the cliff airport.
Ye Fan thought about using the airport building to get around, but he was worried about hurting other innocent passengers, so he changed the place to get around.
Moreover, he believed that someone was manipulating the three stewardesses behind the scenes, trying to distance themselves and lure out the enemy behind the scenes.
While running, Ye Fan pressed the Bluetooth headset again.
At the same time, while there were still a few people blocking the three flight attendants, he turned around and scanned the three of them with his mobile phone.
"Bang bang bang!"
After the three stewardesses defeated the agents, they targeted Ye Fan and pursued him.
On the rooftop not far away, a blond man also stood up, stared in the direction of Ye Fan and sneered:
"Want to run? Childish!"
Then he clicked his fingers a few times, and the three stewardesses sped up.
