Seeing Tang Zhan and the others staying behind one by one, Ye Fan's face was blank at first, and then he anxiously shouted to Tang Zhan and the others: "Come in quickly."
At the same time, Ye Fan discovered that Zheng Fei did not follow them all.
"Doctor Ye, please come into the hall and let Tang Zhan guard the last door for you!"
Tang Zhan smiled loudly at Ye Fan: "Singing over wine, how long is life, we meet in a hurry, and we will meet again in the next life."
"This small box contains the last wishes of the five of us."
"If you have time, Divine Doctor Ye, you can do it for us."
"If you don't have time, just burn it..." He raised his hand, threw a small box to Ye Fan, and then closed the door with a smile.
The figure slowly closing the door is extremely free and easy, and extremely straight.
"Tang Zhan!"
Ye Fan caught the box and subconsciously wanted to step forward, but Tang Shi'er held him back.
Tang Pingfan stared at Ye Fan and spoke word by word: "The enemy's bite is too tight. We have no way to get rid of them. Someone must interrupt and delay."
"Tang Zhan and the others are doing what they should do. They believe that they deserved their death, and they also believe that we will avenge them!"
"It is precisely because they firmly believe in this that they are willing to die. Ye Fan, don't worry about it. People in the world have already predicted it!"
"Let's go to the Black Dragon Underground Palace. Leave here and try to survive. Only in this way will Zheng Fei's death make sense."
Tang Shi'er obviously knew that Ye Fan valued love and righteousness: "If you die together, everything they do will lose value."
"Shut up!"
Ye Fan grabbed Tang Shi'er's neck and shouted: "It's all your plan, otherwise how could these people die?
Why do not you go to hell?"
Tang Shi'er's eyes were as calm as water: "If it weren't for my sensitive status, I could stay."
"roll!"
Ye Fan couldn't help but push Tang Shi'er away, clenching his fists and getting into endless tangles.
He only met Tang Zhan and Zheng Feijiang yesterday and didn't know much about each other, but after two days of fighting side by side, he had already developed feelings for these people.
A feeling that requires no words but is heartfelt.
He knew that what Tang Shi'er said made sense. In this situation, someone had to die, otherwise no one would be able to escape. However, it was still difficult for him to accept Tang Zhan and the others to die.
In his heart, he longed even more for himself to be left behind.
"Ye Fan! Let's go!"
Tang Shi'er pulled Ye Fan and shouted: "If we don't leave, we will run out of time!"
Ye Fan could only retreat slowly, imagining Zheng Fei's silhouette against them, with a flash of tears in his eyes.
Outside the door, through the cracks in the open doors and windows, came the singing voices of General Zheng Fei, Wang Jackal, Yuan Yijian and others: "How can I say that I have no clothes if I share the same robe with you?"
The king raised his army and repaired my sword and spear.
I share the same hatred with you."
"How can I say that I have no clothes when I share the same lake with my son?
The king raised his army and repaired my spear and halberd.
Work together with me."
"How can I say that I have no clothes if I share the same clothes with you?
I raised my troops and repaired my armor.
Go with me."
Ye Fan murmured to himself: "How can I say that I have no clothes if I share the same robe with you?"
"Let's go -" Tang Pingfan tried his best to drag Ye Fan into the passage, and two Tang disciples immediately blocked the Buddha statue and the door.
At the same time, the channel monitoring restored communication, one after another lit up, and the scenes outside passed through Ye Fan's field of vision one by one.
He saw Elder Mai, saw Kuzi Umekawa, and saw General Zheng Fei covered in blood.
"kill!"
The Blood Medicine Sect attacked Zheng and the others like locusts, wave after wave without stopping.
The Blood Doctor Sect charged frantically, but Zheng Fei blocked them tenaciously.
Intensive gunshots, arrows, and flying knives continued to sound, and from time to time there were explosions and screams. The chaos reached the extreme for a while.
Zheng Fei treated them like a lonely boat, floating up and down in the sea, drowned by the crowd, but they could be seen again soon.
Ye Fan, who passed through the first steel door, happened to see through the monitor that the Blood Medicine Sect, which had been unable to attack for a long time, directly used its volley of guns and poured bullets on Zheng Fei mercilessly.
Five or six children of the Zheng family fell in a pool of blood.
General Zheng Fei laughed loudly and rushed out of the bunker in the face of the siege. He chopped off several heads with two backhand swords.
Gunshots rang out, blood splattered on his body, and his body armor became tattered.
It's just that he showed a fearless and murderous attitude, which made the blood doctors who rushed towards him instantly realize his cowardice and insignificance.
Taking advantage of this gap, Zheng Fei jumped towards the blood doctor gate and fired the thunder on his back with his backhand.
"boom!"
With a loud noise, Zheng Fei was blown to pieces in the crowd.
The explosion sounded like the earth was shattering, a huge fireball shot into the sky, and the steam waves caused the surrounding trees to tremble, as if they were experiencing an earthquake.
And all the steel balls from the mine poured down on the Blood Doctor Sect.
A large number of people from the Yang Kingdom screamed and fell to the ground... Ye Fan couldn't stop clenching his fists, and his steps stagnated. Tang Shi'er pulled him forward again and shouted: "Let's go!"
As soon as Ye Fan passed the second steel door, the Tang clan disciples locked the first steel door.
Then, he took out a welding tool and welded all the seams in the door, and also pulled out a poison smoke bomb.
Ye Fan's eyes kept falling on the monitor that kept passing by.
The Blood Medicine Sect advanced very quickly, and their attacks were even more ferocious, with swords and guns coming down, making it difficult for Zhu Yinshan and the others to resist.
They faced death one by one without the slightest fear. When they ran out of ammunition and food, they blew up the thunder and killed them all together.
The fresh and exciting life is often annihilated and disappeared in the sound of explosion in an unyielding posture.
Seeing all this, Ye Fan felt very uncomfortable, but at the same time, he felt that something bloody was boiling in his heart.
"Bang-dang--" When Ye Fan and Tang Shi'er walked through the last gate and walked into the laboratory, they saw the door of the sacrificial hall being attacked by a swarm of disciples of the Blood Medicine Sect.
More than two dozen Tang clan disciples fought bravely and fought fiercely, blocking the enemy's attacks one after another.
After Tang Zhan also used up all his bullets, he also brandished his sword and charged forward.
Amidst the flash of swords and shadows, batches of Blood Medicine disciples fell to the ground, one against a hundred but nothing more.
Just a moment later, two bullets hit Tang Zhan in the back.
Tang Zhan was pushed to the ground by the powerful impact and coughed. He was about to stand up and grab a gun on the ground.
Suddenly, a bullet made a "pop" sound and instantly penetrated the right side of his waist. The huge momentum knocked him over and fell to the ground.
At this time, all the disciples of the Tang Sect had died in the battle, and countless elites from the Blood Medicine Sect pressed forward.
Tang Zhan dragged one leg up and pulled out a Tang knife from his waist.
The blood doctor sect was about to shoot randomly, but Umekawa Kuzi, who was leading the team, waved his hand to stop him, then tilted his head at a group of ninjas: "Go!"
The twelve Aso ninjas charged with their katana swords.
"Kill -" Tang Zhan also roared angrily, dragging his injured body forward, with swords and swords flashing, flesh and blood flying, and his stumps and broken arms falling to the ground.
The blood was sprinkled on the snow, which was shocking. Twelve Aso ninjas looked up and fell. Tang Zhan was also stabbed four times, and his body armor was in tatters.
However, the sword was still clear despite dripping blood, and Tang Zhan's fighting spirit was still overwhelming.
The two blood doctor sect gunmen couldn't hold themselves back and fired at Tang Zhan, breaking all his hands and feet.
Tang Zhan fell to the ground with a thud.
Umekawa Kuzi waved his hand to stop the siege, but stared at Tang Zhan and said word by word: "I admit your bravery, but you have already lost! Lost!"
A flash of light emerged in her eyes: "Admit defeat and I will give you a way to live!"
During the pursuit, she witnessed too many of the five families who looked down upon death, and this spirit deeply impacted the hearts of the people of Yang country.
She hopes to defeat Tang Zhan and regain some confidence.
Facing nearly a hundred blood doctors who surrounded him, Tang Zhan spat out a mouthful of blood, his eyes burning with unyielding fighting spirit: "How can I be without clothes when I share the same robe with my son..." "I am a dignified son of China, with strong iron bones.
How can I bow my head to the Japanese like you?"
"Come and fight again!"
He raised his head and spit out a tooth from his mouth.
His teeth were bloody and he was full of energy.
A disciple of the Blood Medicine Sect who fired the gun had no time to dodge. He only felt a pain in his throat, and then he screamed and fell out.
He rolled a few times and then lost his life.
"Okay, I'll give you a ride myself!"
Seeing that Tang Zhan was so difficult to deal with, Umikawa Kuzi grabbed his katana and stabbed him.
"flutter!"
The samurai sword pierced Tang Zhan's throat, and a large flower of blood bloomed.
Tang Zhan opened his hands and fell to the ground.
At this moment, in his eyes that were about to disappear, he seemed to see the prosperous Longdu, the sunshine in the alley, and the beautiful girl with a beautiful smile...
