Ye Fan grabbed a long knife, then jumped up and kicked the heavy iron door.
The door fell open with a bang, and the six guards in black who came after hearing the news were unable to evade and were instantly knocked to the ground, followed by another flash of sword light.
Six people fell to the ground. There was no sneak attack or assassination.
Ye Fan went straight in, drew an arc with his long knife, and chopped down another opponent who was not yet dead.
"Enemy attack!"
The originally brightly lit building once again lit up a dozen dazzling lights, all directed at Ye Fan's location.
Apparently the guards had discovered the clues from the surveillance.
At the same time, a shrill alarm sounded, as if an ancient army was nervous when it was attacked by an enemy.
The surrounding buildings were filled with people and murderous intent.
When Ye Fan stepped inside with a long knife and an expression of indifference, a rush of footsteps suddenly sounded on the side road.
The soles of his feet hit the brick-paved ground, making a crisp sound like heavy rain.
A patrol team soaked in water rushed over from the side with lightning speed.
They were well-trained and approached Ye Fan very quickly. The weapons they held in their hands sounded in the wind, and there was a cold glow in the light.
"kill!"
They didn't know who Ye Fan was or his identity, but they had the obligation to kill him if he broke into a prison area to kill someone.
But before they could rush in front of Ye Fan, Ye Fan swayed and quickly passed between them.
Several rays of light bloomed subsequently.
"Bang bang bang!"
The eight enemies took a few steps and were still standing, but when the wind blew, they all fell to the ground.
When they fell to the ground, Ye Fan crushed a dagger with his foot and then swept it away.
The fragments swished and flew,
Several enemies with weapons aimed at Ye Fan screamed and fell heavily to the ground, clutching their throats.
"kill him!"
At this time, more than ten guards who were not even dressed yet emerged from the front. They brandished daggers and attacked Ye Fan.
Just after rushing out two or three meters, Ye Fan shot over first.
Thousands of flashing lights were instantly covered by him, and he was in front of the enemy in just a few leaps.
The enemy smelled the danger and took action to meet Ye Fan who was coming to kill him.
Ye Fan was like a murderous god who was soaring above the nine heavens, like a sharp sword, nailing into their encirclement and killing camp from mid-air.
The screams were particularly clear on the road where there was only the sound of wind and breathing.
With just one face-to-face encounter, all the enemies fell to the ground.
They looked at Ye Fan with disbelief and horror, as if they did not expect that this guy was so domineering, killing more than a dozen people with one move.
"Don't block my way!"
Ye Fan succeeded with one blow and moved forward at a speed that seemed slow but was actually fast.
More than ten meters in front of him, the enemy who rushed towards him had no time to react and was knocked away by his powerful momentum.
The other enemies were shocked and angry when they saw this, and when they saw him charging towards him, they moved out of the way like waves.
When several enemies upstairs saw Ye Fan's open door, they flew down from mid-air with murderous intent.
Fierce and domineering, without losing precision and speed.
Ye Fan remained calm and dodged the deadly weapon by bending his body, and then the antelope picked out a sword with its horns hanging.
A ray of light flashed.
The next second, blood spurted from the enemy's throat and flew backwards, knocking several companions behind him to the ground.
The enemy who died suddenly never expected that Ye Fan was so domineering, winning or losing in just a moment.
Faced with the joint siege of the enemy, Ye Fan always maintained an indifferent expression. There was no blood, no anger, no impatience, only a state of indifference to everything.
The next second, he rushed into the enemy camp and swung his fish intestine sword repeatedly.
More than a dozen people were killed by him on the spot with a knife.
During this period, Ye Fan did not forget to shout: "Don't block my way, or you will die."
The sword flashed and another human head fell to the ground.
After killing all these enemies, Ye Fan continued to advance like a rainbow.
Not only did he advance extremely fast, he also threw many incendiary bombs along the way, causing smoke to billow again around the building.
There were bursts of killing cries, and flames shot into the sky.
As the killing cries rang out from all around, the entire dark prison began to boil, creating an atmosphere of impatience and anxiety.
There were the roars of the guards, the excitement of the prisoners, plus the fire and screams, all in all giving people indescribable impatience and anxiety.
Only Ye Fan always remained calm, like a sharp arrow shooting into the depths of the dark prison.
"Stop him!"
As soon as Ye Fan rushed into the building, several shields attacked him.
Ye Fan kicked a shield, and with the speed from high to low, he kicked out with both feet in a series, attacking three people almost in no particular order.
One person's head exploded, another person's chest collapsed, and one person's throat was hit with bloody flesh.
Ye Fan landed and the three of them fell to the ground dead.
The remaining enemies seemed to be in a dream, staring blankly at the place.
At this time, Ye Fan, who was half-crouched on the ground, was holding the Fish Gut Sword, kicking on the ground with his toes, and instantly straightened his body in a half-crouch, releasing the huge strength that he had accumulated for a long time.
He flew toward the crowd like a cheetah pouncing on prey.
A faint arc of light slit the throats of the other six people again.
The light of the sword dissipated, scarlet blood spurted out, and the surrounding enemies reacted. Nine corpses were already lying on the ground.
The leader, who had a scar on his face, was surprised when he saw this, and then shouted angrily: "Kill him!"
More than a dozen enemies slashed out machetes like wolves and tigers, and more than a dozen people cooperated with each other to attack fiercely.
Ye Fan snorted coldly and swung his sword with his backhand.
Dang, Dang, Dang! The sound of metal collision sounded, and the enemy felt his hand light up, and then saw that the tip of the knife was completely cut off by the Fish Gut Sword.
Cut iron like clay!
When they were shocked, Ye Fan had already rushed over.
The Fish Intestine Sword waved indifferently, and the two men immediately screamed and fell to the ground. Ye Fan kicked back at the same time, and the other person also flew away.
Then Ye Fan jumped up and rushed past the scarred man. The scarred man didn't have time to pull the trigger, so he clutched his throat and fell down.
Ye Fan didn't even look at the enemy. He moved his steps and charged forward again.
Ten minutes later, Ye Fan appeared in the cell on the 18th floor.
Almost as soon as he landed, dozens of enemies pulled the trigger on him, and countless bullets poured out.
Ye Fan was well prepared. He held a shield and withstood the bombardment. Then he raised his hand and shot six times, breaking the locks of the six cells on both sides.
The cell lock exploded with a bang, and then the steel railings shrank and shrank.
Dozens of enemies saw this and roared: "The door has been opened, suppress them quickly!"
But before they could turn their guns and attack the six cells, six burly and fierce men had already rushed out of them.
They were full of resentment and murderous intent, and rushed into the group of guards like cheetahs.
Without saying a word, they beat the guards hard, beating dozens of guards until they were all in pieces.
The sword and gun in his hand were also trampled to pieces by six burly men.
When the scene was in chaos, Ye Fan slipped past like a civet, and then went straight to the last cell with a three-story steel door.
Bang bang! Ye Fan directly used the dragon-slaying technique to blow open two steel doors, allowing himself and the cell to have a clear view.
Hearing the noise, a man stood up in the cell, his hands wrapped in iron chains and his eyes red.
Because of his standing up, the entire cell was filled with a sense of suffocation and endless violence.
It was like a wild beast bursting out with murderous intent.
Ye Fan looked at Zha Long and said softly: "See—you—again!"
