When Ye Fan and Han Sizhi were talking in a low voice, Ye Fan's ears twitched slightly.
A piece of news came from Dugu Shang.
Ye Fan pressed the Bluetooth headset and didn't look back, just nodded unobtrusively.
Then he and Han Sizhi put their arms around each other, dipped their hands in coffee and wrote a few words on the table.
Then the two laughed loudly, then put on masks and went to check out.
Almost as soon as the two of them moved, several figures in the cafe were also involved in the thread, reacting to their movements.
The Western woman taking a selfie also pressed her earphones and shouted a few words in English.
Ye Fan and Han Sizhi didn't pay attention at all, they were talking and laughing as they walked through the open-air area towards the main entrance.
But Ye Fan took a few steps forward and then stopped. There were a few more cars in his field of vision.
One of the cars opened and Tang Ruoxue, wearing a shirt, got out.
She didn't seem to be in a good mood, with a trace of depression and sadness between her brows, and she walked towards the coffee shop with Aunt Qing.
Apparently Tang Ruoxue also came here to drink coffee.
Ye Fan laughed at himself: This world is really a coincidence.
However, Ye Fan did not come forward to say hello. In addition to not wanting to expose himself for the time being, Tang Ruoxue had a habit of hitting the earth with him.
Ye Fan didn't want to argue too much with her.
"Uncle Han, let's go through the back door."
Ye Fan smiled faintly, changed direction with Han Sizhi, and walked through the hall towards the back door.
Han Sizhi rolled up his coat in his right hand while chatting and laughing with Ye Fan.
Their movement once again caused the Western female customers to narrow their eyes slightly.
The Western woman even whispered a few words quickly into the earphone.
Then, she raised her head, with a hint of murderous intent in her eyes, and made a gesture.
It seemed like she had received some order.
The whole cafe suddenly felt a bit colder, and people were moving around intentionally or unintentionally.
Ye Fan and Han Sizhi didn't seem to notice at all, and they still walked to the wooden door of the backyard with their arms around each other.
Three meters away, the ajar wooden door was clearly visible and within reach.
At this moment, Ye Fan suddenly squatted down.
He looked like he was about to tie his shoes.
This immediately attracted the attention of several customers to Ye Fan.
"Bang bang bang——"
Almost at the same moment, Han Sizhi also fell down on the spot.
The moment he fell to the ground, he had a silenced pistol in his hand.
He fired five shots without stopping.
Two foreign women screamed and fell out from behind the door.
The two men and one woman following Ye Fan and the others had their heads blooming.
The five people stared with unwilling eyes and lay down on the ground unsteadily.
With a flick of his palm, a short gun fell out.
"Puff puff——"
Han's four fingers did not stop, and he fired three more shots with his backhand.
Three foreign men who peeked out from the second floor of the cafe were shot between the eyebrows almost simultaneously.
The bloody holes not only gushed out blood, but also drained their vitality.
Under the impact of the momentum, the three people fell down the stairs with a bang, and fell to the ground dead with blood spattered from their mouths and noses.
There was a look of shock in their eyes.
There were three other people, two men and one woman, who stood up from the outdoor seats and were also stunned.
They had never seen such accurate and lightning-fast shooting.
The most terrifying thing is Han's natural sense of danger on his four fingers.
The remaining three people felt chills from the bottom of their hearts, but there was no way out!
To actually choose to go out and perform the mission means that he will not rest until death.
Either the target is successfully assassinated by them, or they are killed by their opponents. The killer's path is a cruel one.
So the two foreign men made eye contact and fell to the ground at the same time.
Their bodies are almost overlapping.
The vital points of the big man at the back were completely blocked by the people in front, and almost disappeared from the sharp sight of Han's four fingers.
This is a tragic way of counterattack.
No matter how accurate Han's four-fingered shooting was, the bullet could only hit the person in front.
The person blocked behind can earn time, and then he can shoot Han Sizhi in the head with one shot.
But they didn't expect that Han Sizhi didn't give them a chance.
Han Si pointed out that his face did not change, and he did not dodge. He fired the gun twice in succession.
"Plop-"
There were still two slight gunshots, there were still two corpses with bullet holes, and there was still blood blooming everywhere.
The last woman's face showed unbelievable shock again.
The accomplice behind him was completely blocked, how could he be killed?
Only the companion who died tragically could see clearly.
Han Sizhi shot the person in front with the first bullet, and then hit the first hole with the second bullet.
So the first bullet shot from the former's body into the latter's chest under the impact.
This guy is not human!
The two killers who were shot looked sad and angry, then their heads tilted and they died.
Seeing all her companions dead, the Western woman shivered all over!
But the trembling soon stopped, because Han's four fingers shot her head off.
"ah--"
This series of changes caused Starbucks coffee to be in chaos.
Countless people screamed, threw away their coffee and ran around.
The crowd was surging, but Han's four fingers never moved, and the muzzle of the gun he held remained as steady as a mountain.
His eyes also passed over people running away or passing by each other.
Soon, a family of three approached him in panic.
A tall white couple pulled an 18-year-old girl and ran towards them.
They screamed again when they saw Han's four-pointed gun, and subconsciously turned around to run away in another direction.
"Bang bang——"
Just as they turned around, Han pulled the trigger again with four fingers.
After hearing two loud bangs, the white couple fell to the ground with a bloody hole in the back of their heads.
And the right hands they stretched into their arms lowered their heads.
They fell to the ground with a thud.
When the white girl saw this, she screamed: "Dad, Mom!"
"No, no! Mom and Dad, you can't die, you can't die."
"You killed my father, you killed my mother, I will fight with you, fight with you!"
She kept yelling at Han Sizhi, her expression was hysterical, as if she was indescribable grief.
But she always held a Gucci handbag tightly in her hand.
Han's four fingers showed no emotion at all, he pressed the muzzle of the gun and shot the white girl again.
"Bang!"
"Bang!"
Almost at the same moment, a warhead shot over and directly knocked off the bullet on Han's fourth finger.
Then several figures flashed, raising their short guns and pointing at Han Sizhi, while protecting the grieving white girl.
Han Sizhi frowned.
He wanted to shoot again, but found that the person protecting the white girl was none other than Tang Ruoxue and his group.
He released the trigger slightly.
Ye Fan, who was squatting on the ground, also raised his head.
"Team Leader Han! Stop!"
Tang Ruoxue and her men pointed their guns at Han Sizhi and shouted:
"Team Leader Han, I know that you are resentful about Yang Feicui."
"But no matter how unhappy you are, you can't just kill people in the street to vent your hatred."
"In less than a minute, you killed more than a dozen innocent people. Don't you think it's too brutal and terrifying?"
"Besides, Yang Feicui's death was not entirely due to her seeking death. You can't escape the responsibility either."
"If you had been more vigilant at the time, you wouldn't have allowed the snipers to take advantage of you."
"And Longdu has been kind enough to you. They just confiscated your benefits and dismissed you from your posts."
"You just lost a job, but Yang Feicui lost her life. What else are you dissatisfied with?"
"Quickly put down your weapons and surrender to me, so that you can still seek leniency."
"Otherwise you will die here today."
"I will not watch you kill innocent people indiscriminately."
Tang Ruoxue made a strong statement to Han Sizhi and confronted Han Sizhi with a gun.
As soon as she and Aunt Qing came in, they heard gunfire, and then more than a dozen people died.
She rushed to the backyard with her people, and saw Han Sizhi going on a killing spree, including killing a white couple.
Then he pointed the gun at the innocent girl.
Tang Ruoxue naturally couldn't bear it anymore.
So she shot and saved the white girl.
Tang Ruoxue also regarded Han Sizhi as a scum who harbored resentment and revenge against society.
Han Sizhi did not respond to Tang Ruoxue, but pointed his gun towards the white girl.
But he had no chance to lock onto the opponent, as Tang Ruoxue covered the latter with his body.
Tang Ruoxue shouted again: "Finger Han, put down the gun."
"Uncle Han, one of my own, give me the gun."
At this time, Ye Fan had already stood up, and in a flash, he grabbed the firearm from Han Sizhi, then approached Tang Ruoxue and said with a smile:
"Ruoxue, this is a misunderstanding. Uncle Han is not killing innocent people indiscriminately."
"The thing is like this..."
Ye Fan's gentle smile calmed Tang Ruoxue's mood, and the next second he raised his gun and made a bang.
He shot off the head of the white girl who had put her hand into the Gucci handbag.
"Bang--"
The white girl's body was shaken, her head bloomed, and she fell to the ground with tears in her eyes.
Blood everywhere.
"Ye Fan, you bastard, you murderous maniac!"
Seeing the white girl shot to death by Ye Fan, Tang Ruoxue was first shocked and then angry.
She slapped Mark Ye Fan on the face. With a snap, the slap was crisp and loud.
