Just when Lei Tianbao was about to kick Yang Jianxiong, a garbage can suddenly flew towards him.
Lei Tianbao's face changed slightly, and he moved his hands horizontally in front of him to block the attack.
There was a loud noise, and the trash can shattered, leaving a mess all over the ground.
But Lei Tianbao also took two steps back.
He was furious: "Which bastard attacked me secretly?"
Before Yigan's men could lock onto the target, they saw a figure bump into him. The bodies of the tough men who pulled Chen Xiaoyue were shaken violently, and their hands and feet were shaking and falling.
Ye Fan hugged the staggering Chen Xiaoyue, then moved his steps and rushed forward.
Another four or five men in black were knocked away.
Yang Jianxiong’s dilemma was suddenly solved.
"Lao Yang, are you okay?"
Ye Fan helped Yang Jianxiong up again, with a hint of apology on his face. He drank too much water and stayed in the toilet for a long time. He didn't expect that Yang Jianxiong would be harmed.
"It's okay, it won't kill me."
Yang Jianxiong gritted his teeth and stood up: "But someone is going to die."
Illegal possession of weapons, committing crimes in public, and the shame of group fights are all destined to pay a heavy price tonight.
"Click——"
Ye Fan didn't waste any time, stretched out his hand and restored Yang Jianxiong's dislocated arm.
Then he stared coldly at Lei Tianbao and his group: "Are you tired of touching my brother?"
"Ye Fan?"
At this time, Lei Tianbao had already reacted and stared at Ye Fan: "Are you Ye Fan?"
Ye Fan said in a low voice: "That's right, are you from Meng Dajun?"
Apart from Meng Dajun, Ye Fan couldn't think of anyone else who came to the door so quickly and attacked ruthlessly.
Hearing the name Meng Dajun, Yang Jianxiong's eyes flashed with evil intent.
"You bastard, was it you who named Mr. Meng?"
A tough man in black got so angry that he picked up a trash can and threw it at Ye Fan.
"boom--"
Ye Fan didn't even look, his steps slipped and he ran directly into the opponent's arms.
"boom--"
The strong man in black was knocked away instantly, taking down two burly companions.
"call!"
Taking advantage of his opponent's confusion, Ye Fan rushed forward again and hit a knee in the air, knocking a big man over several times and tripping up a group of people.
Then, he ran into the crowd arrogantly, his fists whistling like wind.
Screams, collisions, and shouts came and went.
Someone falls, someone bleeds, and someone makes up for it at the same time, like moths flying into the flame, in an endless stream.
Ye Fan rescued Liu Fugui, then leaned over with a sneer, overturned the three of them with his domineering sweep, and then bounced again.
He struck with a ferocious and condescending elbow, causing the muscular man to slump to the ground and twitch all over.
Destroying and invincible, powerful and invincible.
"Asshole!"
Seeing most of his accomplices fall down, Lei Tianbao was angry and frightened. He was angry at Ye Fan for hurting his good brother, and shocked that Ye Fan was so good at fighting.
He flashed a dirt gun.
"Don't move!"
He felt that Ye Fan was powerful, so he gave up the idea of a duel: "If you move again, I will destroy you."
At the same time, several accomplices also took out shotguns and pointed them at Ye Fan's vitals.
Ye Fan frowned slightly.
Lei Tianbao's short gun is fine, but the shotguns of several of his accomplices are troublesome.
These guns are not very powerful, but their impact range is very wide, with one shot firing hundreds of iron balls.
Ye Fan has no problem taking care of Lei Tianbao and the others, but if there is chaos, the safety of Yang Jianxiong and the others is not guaranteed.
Bullets have no eyes.
"Point a gun at me?"
Yang Jianxiong was furious: "Do you know who I am?"
Lei Tianbao raised his gun: "Believe it or not, I killed you?"
"stop!"
Ye Fan shouted: "He is Director Yang!"
"He is Director Yang, and I am also Mayor Yang."
Lei Tianbao held the shotgun firmly and sneered:
"Boy, don't be pretentious. You've hurt Mr. Meng and you can't hide tonight."
"Mr. Meng and the others are waiting for you. Please come with us honestly."
He poked Ye Fan's chest with the muzzle of his gun: "If you dare to say no, I will kill you immediately, do you believe it?"
Liu Fugui subconsciously shouted: "Brother Fan, don't follow them..."
"flutter!"
Lei Tianbao flashed fierce light all the way, the gun deflected, and the steel ball sprayed out from the muzzle, mercilessly hitting Liu Fugui's calf.
A stream of blood spurted out, and Liu Fugui groaned, a trace of pain flashed across his face, but he resisted staggering and held on to the wall to steady himself.
Chen Xiaoyue and the others were silent for a while, looking at the blood on the ground, they were all in a trance.
I never expected that Lei Tianbao would be so cruel.
Lei Tianbao held the handle of the gun tightly: "Go, or not?"
Then, he moved the muzzle of the gun again, and there was another pounce, and Yang Jianxiong's left arm was also shot.
Yang Jianxiong gritted his teeth and held back.
The corridor was filled with smoke and blood.
"Finally, I want to ask you, should you go or not?"
Lei Tianbao pointed his gun at Chen Xiaoyue: "If you can fight again, can you defeat six of our guns?"
"Even if you can hide, your woman and your brother, can they hide?"
Lei Tianbao is also an old man and knows how to threaten Ye Fan, a tiger.
"You bastards, if you dare to touch a hair of Brother Ye, I will make sure you die badly."
Yang Jianxiong held his bleeding arm and shouted: "I, Yang Jianxiong, will do what I say."
As he spoke, he naturally showed a murderous aura, and his eyes became cold and cruel, which made several people subconsciously surprised and let go.
"Regret? Who the hell are you?"
Lei Tianbao poked Yang Jianxiong's forehead with the muzzle of his gun: "Can I, Lei Tianbao, be intimidated by someone like you?"
"One more thing, do you believe it if I blow out your knees and make you sit in a wheelchair for the rest of your life?"
The power of the soil gun is limited, but it is more than enough to break the knee.
Yang Jianxiong wanted to speak again, but Ye Fan spoke first: "You are here for me, and you don't want to attack me."
"He was a chatty hospital patient, an innocent man."
"Let him and my companions go. I'll go with you to see Meng Dajun."
Ye Fan's tone was very calm: "If you dare to touch them, I will kill them all."
Yang Jianxiong vomited out a mouthful of blood in frustration, but did not make any more tit-for-tat remarks.
He didn't expect these people to be so arrogant. Not only did they commit murder in the hospital, but they also all brought their own men with them, and their attacks were even more ruthless and precise.
Even when he had the upper hand at this moment, Yang Jianxiong saw several people pulling away from each other and pointing guns at him and Ye Fan.
Although his face was filled with a sinister smile and ridicule, there was not much contempt for him.
He is really a well-trained person.
A good man never suffers immediate losses.
Yang Jianxiong changed his mentality, but in his heart he sentenced the other party to death.
Lei Tianbao frowned slightly and glanced at Chen Xiaoyue unwillingly. Although this woman was not the best, she could still be enjoyed by taking her back.
Moreover, Meng Jiangnan repeatedly warned that Tang Ruoxue should be arrested.
Just seeing Ye Fan's cold eyes, he knew that if he forced this woman to go with him, he was afraid that Ye Fan would really fight to the end.
His arm still hurts to this day.
Lei Tianbao thought about it for a while and finally gave the order: "Take it away."
He planned to take the thorn-headed Ye Fan back first, and then ask a few of his men to fight back and tie Tang Ruoxue back.
Ye Fan was escorted into the car by more than a dozen people.
The car sped away.
Liu Fugui and Chen Xiaoyue's faces were full of pain.
Yang Jianxiong coughed and spit out a mouthful of blood, full of anger.
