When the gas tank was smashed, it did not explode, but the fire burst out randomly.
The Vatican doctor was immediately frightened and ran away, and the rotating formation stopped.
And the black clothes they lifted up were immediately burned by the flames.
So more than a hundred Vatican doctors shouted in panic and fired sparks from their bodies.
The flames of the gas tank, the sparks on his body, and the sizzling sound that was about to explode at any moment instantly broke Vandance's hypnosis.
Fandansi couldn't help but take a few steps back, fearing that the explosion would affect him.
When the team was in chaos, thousands of patients also pressed forward ferociously.
Thinking of the tricks played by the Vatican doctors just now and the unscrupulous hypnosis of Vatican, the patients became even more angry.
"Kill, kill these Brahma doctors!"
"You bastard, it's not enough to hurt us secretly, but you also dare to hypnotize us in public."
"Brothers, kill these evil doctors!"
Countless patients rushed up with sticks and beat up the Vatican doctor.
On average, five or six people surrounded a Sanskrit doctor and beat him mercilessly.
The Sanskrit doctor who had been practicing medicine for many years could not bear it at all, and did not dare to go to the vital points, so he was quickly defeated.
One after another, the Vatican doctors fell down, either with broken hands or legs, or with bruises on their noses and swollen faces.
These patients originally had sequelae, and when they knew that Brahma doctors were harming them, their hearts were filled with hostility.
Now that they had the opportunity to seek justice, they naturally took crazy revenge on the Vatican doctor.
"Prince, go quickly, go quickly!"
Seeing the screams and companions falling to the ground, hundreds of core Vatican doctors were in a panic.
But they bravely defended Vandance and retreated, and soon approached the red crossbow.
At this moment, Ye Fan and Song Hongyan came down from the seventh floor.
Ye Fan walked out of the China Medical Alliance Building, stared at Vandance with his hands behind his back and smiled:
"Vendance, why don't you kneel down? Are you willing to gamble rather than admit defeat?"
"Do you want yourself and the Vatican doctors to die here?"
Ye Fan joked: "I don't mind using your blood to scare chickens and monkeys."
Fandansi raised his head and shouted: "A scholar must be killed but not humiliated!"
"You stood in the way of the Vatican doctors and killed my seventh sister and Arthur. How could I kneel down to you?"
He directly tore up the verbal agreement between the two: "You can only kill me, but you can never expect me to kneel down."
Hundreds of Buddhist doctors were also filled with righteous indignation: "Scholars can be killed but not humiliated! Scholars can be killed but not humiliated!"
Ye Fan smiled lightly: "Really? Then I will kill you all."
"Come on, fight them!"
The hundreds of Vatican doctors who were protecting Fandansi rushed towards Ye Fan with a rush of blood and screams.
Ye Fan waved his finger gently.
"Swish swish——"
The sound of crossbows firing suddenly sounded all around.
Each crossbow arrow flashed past and disappeared into the charging crowd.
Brutal and ruthless.
Blood spattered, the Vatican doctors rolled around, and screams broke out. All thirty charging Vatican doctors were shot dead mercilessly.
Seeing the violent death of his companion, the Vatican doctor did not give in. Instead, his blood surged and his eyes turned red.
Dozens of Sanskrit doctors picked up their crossbows and rushed toward Ye Fan like wolves.
An extremely vicious curse came out of his mouth.
"Swish swish——"
Without Ye Fan's instructions, another round of crossbow arrows shot over.
The arrows flashed like lightning, sharp and short, blood spattered, people looked up, and there were earth-shattering screams.
In the blink of an eye, more than thirty people fell to the ground again.
Blood flowed freely, and blood filled the entire street.
"Is there anyone else who wants to charge?"
Ye Fan put his hands behind his back and looked at Vandance and the others: "Come together, let me kill one of them."
Hundreds of Sanskrit doctors clenched their fists, their eyes were so wide open that they were deformed, their teeth bit their lips, and the blood dripped unconsciously.
Seeing the tragic death of their companions, they wished they could turn into crossbow arrows and rush over to tear Ye Fan into pieces.
It's a pity that they can't do anything.
Ye Fan had a knife, a gun, and a crossbow in his hand. If they charged, they would die.
"Prince Brahma, do you still want to fight to the end?"
Ye Fan looked at Vandance with sharp eyes: "Are you sure you want to tear up the verbal agreement between you and me?"
Fandansi did not respond, but looked at Mark with rapid breathing.
"The limited time has long passed!"
Ye Fan did not look at Fandansi anymore, but stood on the steps and looked at the Vatican doctor who was suppressed by the patient:
"You no longer have the freedom to leave."
"Now, you can only save your lives by kneeling down and surrendering."
"I'll give you three minutes."
"In three minutes, all standing Vatican doctors will be pierced by thousands of arrows."
"You can't blame me for being ruthless. You can only blame Prince Brahma for his willingness to gamble and not admit defeat."
Ye Fan's voice remained quiet: "Everyone, take care of yourself!"
The whole fight has stopped.
All the Vatican doctors stared intently at Ye Fan.
They wanted to tear this opponent to pieces, but they knew there was nothing they could do, and they also knew that they were at a critical moment of life and death.
Fandansi also lost the majesty of the past, let alone the bloody spirit that he had just raised his arms.
He seemed to be more than ten years older looking at the dead.
Ye Fan is such a bastard, he doesn't play by the rules at all.
Many Vatican doctors also looked at the leading wolf, but they no longer saw courage in their eyes.
Thousands of people only have a sense of desolation and desolation.
Ye Fan occupies the moral high ground with his left hand, and holds an iron-blooded sword in his right hand, which they cannot hold back.
"Two minutes left!"
Ye Fan slowly walked down the steps and kicked an injured person away:
"In two minutes, the crossbow arrows of the martial alliance disciples will shoot at a level of one meter."
"That is to say, if the Vatican doctor was standing or squatting, he would die like a fool."
Following Ye Fan's instructions, another two hundred martial arts disciples flashed out from both sides, and their crossbow arrows were pointed flatly at the Vatican doctor in sight.
One thousand two hundred crossbow arrows flashed with cold light, like the merciless eyes of the god of death.
At the same time, there is an extra layer of protective shield in front of the patient.
It not only protects the patient, but also blocks the way for the Sanskrit doctors to retreat.
The Vatican doctor was unwilling and angry, but the remaining courage was also disappearing.
Vandance's voice sank: "Ye Fan, do you really dare to risk the disapproval of the world?"
"Fandance, the bet between you and me is evidenced by video."
Ye Fan was noncommittal: "If you are willing to bet and refuse to admit defeat, I will be ruthless and no one can say a word about me."
"It is better to say that these Vatican doctors were killed by you than by me."
"You gouged out your own eyes. I will let all the Vatican doctors on site go free immediately."
"I will also persuade the China Medical Alliance to restore the status of Vatican medicine, and even allow the Vatican Medical College to obtain an operating license."
"How about it? A pair of eyes, in exchange for 5,000 lives, 13,000 medical qualifications, and the operation of the Vatican Medical College, is it a good deal?"
"Don't worry, with so many people watching, I can't escape what I promised."
Ye Fan directly defeated Vandance: "Will you do this deal?"
As soon as these words came out, the whole place fell silent.
