At this moment, the old man in black was close to Ye Fan.
Qingjiu exclaimed: "Be careful!"
Ye Fan instinctively took a step back.
"It's over!"
The moment Ye Fan stepped back, the speed of the old man in black surged again.
quick!
This is what Ye Fan has in mind.
The old man in black was completely obsessed with Ye Fan.
He did not use his fists, but raised his kick and kicked Ye Fan.
retreat!
At this moment, all Ye Fan could do was to step back, one step, two steps, three steps, four steps...
When Ye Fan took six steps back, he was already less than two meters away from the blind spot.
At this time, the old man in black once again swept out his right foot like a rainbow.
Although Ye Fan knew the huge power of this kick, he did not dare to retreat, otherwise he would be in trouble if he retreated to a blind corner.
The old man in black will definitely suppress himself and attack.
So when the old man in black kicked out, Ye Fan also kicked him straight in the crotch.
Surround Wei and rescue Zhao.
The old man in black narrowed his eyes, swung his right foot, and collided hard with Mark's leg.
What he was least afraid of was a head-on confrontation with Mark.
"Bang!"
The legs and feet of the two collided violently.
A dull sound exploded.
Ye Fan only felt as if his calf had hit a rock, and there was a heartbreaking pain.
He didn't have time to buffer the pain, but immediately dodged to the right.
He wanted to escape from the encirclement and suppression by the old man in black.
It's a pity that the movement was too slow for the old man in black.
The old man in black had already pressed forward and struck him with three knees.
Then he blasted out another seven cubits in one breath, pouring out like mercury.
Ye Fan gritted his teeth and resolved them one by one.
But every time he blocked the attack, his energy and blood boiled, and his whole body was shaken with pain.
This was still the case when the old man in black was afraid of his ability to slay dragons to preserve his strength.
If the old man in black had attacked with all his strength, Ye Fanxun thought he would have been beaten away.
He had to admit that he still couldn't bear the old man in black.
"Block? Let me see how you block it!"
After an attack, the old man in black forced Ye Fan into a narrow place, and then kicked Ye Fan who was retreating.
Fast and fast.
Ye Fan subconsciously used his hands to protect himself.
There was a bang, a strong collision.
The body of the old man in black swayed, but still stopped in place.
Ye Fan took three steps back with a bang, hit the wall and spurted out a mouthful of blood.
Before Ye Fan could dodge, the old man in black exerted force on his left leg again.
He suddenly rushed forward, and his whole body bounced into the air.
A powerful and heavy side kick hit Ye Fan's chest.
Qingjiu couldn't stop shouting: "Ye Fan, be careful!"
Ye Fan's expression changed slightly. He knew he couldn't dodge, so he had to raise his hands and block them in front of him.
"Bang!"
The old man in black kicked Ye Fan hard on the palm of his hand.
Ye Fandun felt a burning sensation in his palms, and his whole arm seemed to be numb.
At the same time, his body could not bear the blow, and he fell sideways with a groan.
Ye Fan's body hit a wall.
After a loud noise, the force of the rebound pushed his body back again.
The old man in black didn't stop at all, and raised his feet with a sneer.
This time it was suddenly a cheating!
The rebound from the wall caused Ye Fan's body to rush straight towards the legs of the old man in black.
Ye Fan narrowed his eyes, suddenly lowered his center of gravity, and pressed his feet firmly on the ground.
The old man in black wiped Ye Fan's forehead with his kick.
The sharp Qi Jin scratched Ye Fan's forehead, and blood instantly poured out and stained his chest, which was shocking.
When the old man in black landed on his feet, Ye Fan endured the severe pain in his forehead and kicked out his right leg.
A powerful side kick hit the head of the old man in black.
The old man in black had a disapproving smile on his face.
He freed up his left hand, stretched out like a flash point, grabbed Ye Fan's feet, and then pulled hard!
"call."
Ye Fan could not support his body with one leg and knelt on the ground uncontrollably.
At the same time, he saw the old man in black trying to break his right leg.
If his right leg is broken, life will be worse than death.
How vicious.
A ruthless look flashed in Ye Fan's eyes, he raised his head and shouted behind the old man in black:
"Nine thousand years old, I'm here!"
When he heard that he was nine thousand years old, the movement of the old man in black froze.
Ye Fan's hand on the ground took the opportunity to exert force.
He broke up a handful of wall dust and scattered it.
At the same time, the body suddenly rotated his left leg and swept out a leg sweep.
"You bastard, are you trying to trick me again?"
The old man in black turned his head to avoid the dust on the wall, and stretched out his hand to block Ye Fan's kick.
His injured left palm hurt.
The old man in black subconsciously let go of Ye Fan, but quickly moved out with his right leg.
"Bang!"
Ye Fan was unable to defend at all and was kicked out by the old man in black.
A pain that penetrated deep into the bone marrow came from Ye Fan's body.
His underwear was torn and his pants were torn.
Qingjiu glanced at it and his cheeks instantly turned red, and his whole body was boiling with blood uncontrollably.
She originally had no power to restrain a chicken, but now she has gathered some strength to capture a dragon.
The old man in black rushed towards Ye Fan: "It's time to end!"
"Don't kill Ye Fan!"
Before the old man in black could kill Ye Fan, Qingjiu suddenly swung the half-cut knife.
Whoosh, the half-cut knife slashed towards the neck of the old man in black.
The old man in black hesitated slightly, turned around and swept away the broken knife with a wave of his sleeve.
"Chirp——"
Just when the broken knife was swept away by his sleeve, Ye Fan, who was at a close distance, also raised his left hand.
A ray of light was released.
The old man in black jumped up suddenly when he smelled danger.
He disappeared from Ye Fan almost instantly.
But there was still a wisp of blood falling in the air.
The old man in black reappeared more than ten meters away.
He looked at his bruised waist and laughed angrily: "You bastard, you are really tolerant."
He was very angry and helpless. He didn't expect that Ye Fan had a trump card, and he didn't expect that he still couldn't escape.
How many times has this happened? Why can't he avoid it?
As long as Ye Fan casts it, as long as he relaxes a little, he will definitely get hit.
This made the old man in black extremely frustrated.
Ye Fan ignored it, touched his hair, and then rushed towards the old man in black.
At the same time, he roared repeatedly: "Kill, kill, kill!"
More than a dozen rays of light flew out.
The old man in black reacted and retreated dozens of meters in a row!
More than a dozen silver needles failed.
"Walk!"
Taking advantage of this opportunity, Ye Fan hugged Qingjiu and ran away quickly...
"Bastard thing!"
Seeing that he was fooled by Mark again, the old man in black was so angry that he almost vomited blood.
The old man in black completely empathized with Ye Tianri's frustration with Ye Fan in the past.
He kicked away the silver needle, dodged his body, and chased Ye Fan like a sharp arrow.
When he rushed to the exit of the alley, the old man in black jumped up and landed lightly on the mottled wall.
He glanced sharply at the shadows of Ye Fan and Qingjiu.
Soon, he caught that little bit of red.
Ye Fan was rushing into a large warehouse like a vulture and rabbit.
The old man in black had a cold look in his eyes.
But halfway through the chase, he stopped abruptly.
He thought of the explosion in the abandoned yard and the oxygen bottles in the demolished apartment.
A trace of hesitation flashed across his expression, fearing that he would be plotted again if he rushed in.
Ye Fan's cunning is everywhere.
While the old man in black was struggling, Ye Fan, who had disappeared, came back again.
He shouted arrogantly to the old man in black at the door: "Come here, come here, come here and beat me."
While talking, he also moved an extra fabric satchel on his body.
There was something bulging in the shoulder bag, which was similar in shape to a large grenade.
It seems that Ye Fan has replenished his ammunition.
The green eagle in my arms has a black line on its head.
"Shu Zi!"
The old man in black shouted, raised his legs and rushed over.
Ye Fan saw this and ran away again, kicking the iron door before leaving.
The iron door clanged shut.
This loud noise caused the old man in black to tremble and stop again.
He looked at the nearby iron door of the warehouse and thought about the bulging cloth bags, and finally held back.
He was worried that he would be bombed again if he went in.
"Woo——"
At this time, there was a roar in the sky, and thirty-six drones flew over in a team.
Sometimes it forms a personal character, and sometimes it forms a single character, and then dozens of red dots cover the old man in black.
The murderous intention jumps instantly.
The expression of the old man in black changed slightly, and then he jumped back to avoid it.
Almost as soon as he left the spot, countless warheads pouring out white smoke poured over him.
The ground shattered instantly.
After missing a hit, the drone changed its formation again and formed a fan shape to surround the old man in black.
"Ye Fan, I will never let you go."
The old man in black no longer thought about killing Ye Fan, but fired continuously to avoid being chased by the drone.
He will have many opportunities to deal with Ye Fan in the future, and he doesn't want to gamble and capsize in the gutter now.
After a few jumps, he retreated back into the alley, dodged toward the gap, and disappeared instantly.
At the same moment, Ye Fan also took advantage of the white smoke billowing in front of the warehouse and quickly ran away from the back door of the warehouse with Qingqiu in his arms.
Not to mention the oxygen bottles for explosives, there were no fire sticks in the warehouse, only seven cents worth of corn.
"Woo——"
Three minutes later, Ye Fan stuffed Qingjiu into a commercial vehicle.
Qingjiu was slightly in a trance, vaguely recognizing that this was his car.
She drove to the dock to meet Ouyang Yuan and Chen Chenxi in the car in the morning.
It's just that the loyal female driver has disappeared.
The weak Qingjiu wanted to speak, but was knocked unconscious by Ye Fan's palm.
Then Ye Fan tore open Qingjiu's clothes with a crash, flashed out a silver needle and stabbed it...
