You haven't won yet yet, Ye Fan changed the subject and shouted: "Get down!"
He clicked three times with his left hand, and then lunged to the side.
Three white lights flashed away, all hitting Gatlin's ammunition box.
Just listen to three series of earth-shattering explosions.
Three commanding heights and six muscular men were instantly lifted into the air by the blast.
Then they were beaten into a pile of minced meat by countless warheads, and then scattered in pieces.
It was like a bloody rain fell from the sky.
And in the rain of blood, there were countless warheads passing by.
"Boom! Boom! Boom!"
When Dugu Shang and the others instinctively lay on the ground, countless bullets rained down in all directions.
The air was heated by the friction of countless ballistic missiles, and the violent rain followed, causing a sudden feeling of suffocation.
The momentum flying all over the sky made everyone tremble, destroying all creatures within the shooting range.
Jia Zihao knew how powerful Ye Fan and the others were, so although he surrounded the Ling family's children, they all stood far away.
Most people were still standing near Gatlin.
Their original intention was to keep a distance and suppress Ye Fan with heavy firepower.
As a result, he is now the first life to be harvested by stray bullets.
Although Jia's thugs instinctively bent down when the ammunition box exploded, they still had no way to avoid being hit by such dense bullets.
The bullets covered an area of more than ten meters.
The body armor worn by Jia's elite thugs was as fragile as paper, falling apart and falling into pieces.
They were beaten until their bodies were twisted, shaking, retreating, spurting blood, and finally fell to the ground.
The body seemed not to have been penetrated by the bullet, but all the internal organs were shattered and lifeless.
And the explosives they were holding in their hands fell to the ground and exploded a lot.
"Boom boom boom——"
Although the Jia family murderer who was lagging behind fell to the ground, he was still knocked over more than ten meters by the air wave because he was too close.
When they fell, everyone vomited blood and looked indescribable pain.
Jia Zihao, who hid under a pillar in time, also trembled, and his shoulder was hit hard by a steel ball, causing blood to pour out.
In just ten seconds, Jia's thugs killed more than 100 people, and more than 200 people were overturned and injured.
"kill--"
Before anyone could react, Ye Fan kicked Dugu Shang in his arms again.
Without saying a word, Dugu Shang violently exerted force with his hands, causing Ye Fan to rush towards Jia Zihao like an arrow from a string.
Then the two deaf-mute old men also rolled around and rushed into the dizzy enemy group and started killing.
Do not give them a chance to reintegrate their suppression.
Dong Qianli even swished at the playing cards, knocking down more than a dozen enemies armed with spears to the ground.
Afterwards, the Ling family's disciples shook their heads and waved their knives to join in the scattered enemies.
"Son of a bitch!"
The good situation was ruined by Ye Fan, and before he could see Ye Fan's tactics, Jia Zihao was furious.
Seeing Ye Fan rushing over, he retreated towards the office building while shouting to his companions:
"Kill him, kill them!"
As soon as the words fell, several of the Jia's gangsters who gathered around immediately raised their guns, pointed at Ye Fan who was leaning against the pillar, and pulled the trigger.
Ye Fan flashed, his figure disappeared instantly, and he flashed into a pillar.
Dozens of warheads hit the pillars, but there was no scream as they wanted.
Then, they saw a black shadow falling to the side, and they reflexively fired bullets at the shadow.
The bullets battered the black shadow until his flesh and blood flew away.
When Jia's murderer was happy, Ye Fan turned around from the other side.
The firearms spurted out flames mercilessly, and bullets hit six people. Jia's murderers screamed and rolled out.
Jia Zihao didn't expect Ye Fan to be so cunning, so he raised his right hand and shot Ye Fan.
As if Ye Fan had some sense, he pulled someone over and placed him in front of him.
"flutter!"
The enemy in front of Ye Fan was shaken and died with a scream.
Jia Zihao didn't stop and grabbed an explosive to throw.
"Bang!"
Ye Fan quickly shot backhand, hitting Jia Zihao in the shoulder.
There was a loud noise, and Jia Zihao's shoulder hurt, and he fell backwards, and the explosive was released.
He took out a short gun with his backhand, but was hit with another bullet by Ye Fan.
The gun body shook, and Jia Zihao fell out again with the gun.
But he quickly stood up again and moved back with his steps.
Ye Fan raised the short gun in his hand and shot Jia Zihao again.
But what depressed him was that there was no bullet in the gun, so he could only throw it away.
"when!"
Jia Zihao flashed out a sword and cut off the empty gun, staring at Ye Fan with sharp eyes: "Kill him!"
"Whoosh!"
When Ye Fan stepped forward and chased Jia Zihao, a short Jia master rushed over.
He was extremely agile, and after a few ups and downs, he was close to Ye Fan's body.
Instead of using a gun, he held a sharp blade in his hand and slashed directly towards Ye Fan's neck.
Ye Fan's eyes turned cold.
He turned his body to avoid the opponent's back and stabbed him.
Then he reached out with his left hand and quickly tightened the opponent's neck. His right hand grabbed the opponent's blade and swiped it across the opponent's neck.
Blood spattered and fell on Ye Fan's body, and his face was unusually warm.
Then, Ye Fan threw the blade with his backhand.
Not far away, a Jia family murderer who rushed over was shaken and fell to the ground with a knife in his chest.
Ye Fan did not stop there and threw out the body in his hand to block several bullets.
Then he rolled on the spot and grabbed a gun.
While retreating and chasing Jia Zihao, he shot at the other enemies who were escorting him.
"Bang bang bang!"
The warhead quickly penetrated the heads of three enemies.
This also gave the enemies coming from behind a break.
And in this gap, Dugu Shang had already rushed over, blocking the enemy's reinforcements with one man and one sword.
Ye Fan had no worries, grabbed the gun and walked straight towards Jia Zihao.
"Swish swish——"
Before Ye Fan could pull the trigger on him, three more enemies emerged from the hall and pounced on Ye Fan.
Ye Fan fired the warhead without mercy, killing three enemies on the ground.
When he wanted to take another shot, he found that he had run out of bullets again.
He used the waste and smashed it out again, knocking off the gun Jia Zihao picked up.
"Go to hell!"
Unable to escape, Jia Zihao roared and rushed up.
He rushed towards Ye Fan like a ghost, and the terrifying speed caused a gust of wind.
When he was about to get close to Ye Fan, Jia Zihao suddenly stopped his body and kicked out his right leg in vain.
"call."
Before the legs arrive, the leg wind arrives first. With the momentum, it makes people unable to guard against it.
Facing Jia Zihao's fierce kick, Ye Fan just turned his body slightly and dodged it easily.
Missing a hit, Jia Zihao followed up with his left leg, which was stronger than his right leg.
Ye Fan did not dodge this time and stretched out his arm to block lightly.
"Bang!"
Jia Zihao's foot kicked Ye Fan's arm, making a dull sound.
When Jia Zihao felt numbness in his calf, Ye Fan stretched out his fingers in vain, wrapping around Jia Zihao's calf like a python.
Without waiting for Jia Zihao to retract his slender legs, he then threw them hard!
"Bang!"
Jia Zihao's body was immediately thrown out and hit the wall hard. The sound was very shocking.
The violent impact caused severe pain in Jia Zihao's shoulders and back.
But he was still a character. He didn't even blink an eyebrow. He straightened up like a carp, stood up again, and gritted his teeth:
"Son of a bitch!"
He shouted: "What on earth did you use to blow up Gatling?"
He refused to accept it, he was unwilling to give in, he kept a distance and took precautions against gunshots. Why did Gatlin have his ammunition box exploded?
Ye Fan smiled: "I will burn this answer for you."
Ye Fan made a mistake in his steps and rushed over, punching out with great force.
The moment he disappeared, Jia Zihao quickly swept back.
He tried his best to avoid Ye Fan's fatal blow.
At the same time, he endured the pain and flicked his hands suddenly, and two military spikes with blood grooves flew out from his cuffs.
Seeing two military thorns flying towards him, Ye Fan showed no signs of stopping.
He danced with one hand, twirled gently in the air, and two military spikes landed on the ground.
Jia Zihao's eyes changed rapidly several times.
"Is there any trump card?"
Ye Fan said calmly: "If you don't have other abilities, I believe you will die tonight."
"Go to hell!"
Jia Zihao was not depressed, he picked up a sharp dagger and stabbed Ye Fan fearlessly.
The cold dagger pierced Ye Fan with a chill, like a white light.
With momentum, it's fast and sudden.
"Whoosh——"
However, Ye Fan just flashed to the side, and then stretched out his left hand like lightning.
He grabbed Jia Zihao's wrist.
Instant power.
Jia Zihao's wrist was grabbed by Ye Fan, as if it was stuck in a pair of pliers. He tried to break free but couldn't move.
"ah--"
Later, his wrist could not bear the strength of Ye Fan's hand, and he instinctively let go of the sharp dagger.
The moment the dagger escaped Jia Zihao's hand, Ye Fan grabbed it.
Seize the blade with bare hands!
The next second, Ye Fan held Jia Zihao hostage in front of him, and Feng Qingyun said calmly:
