The ghost mastiff's expression was very complicated. I don't know whether he was glad that he didn't press the remote control, or regretful that he didn't detonate it earlier.
For a long time, he stared at Ye Fan and said: "It is indeed a difficult target!"
Ghost Mastiff's understanding of Ye Fan is very limited. It should be said that he deliberately did not track down Ye Fan's information.
All he needs is the time, place and people, so as not to know that the target is too powerful and affect his confidence.
"I don't seem to know you."
Ye Fan played with the yellow fried food: "Why do you want to go to war to kill me like this?"
"It's very simple, take people's money and eliminate disasters for them!"
The Ghost Mastiff exhaled a breath of hot air: "If someone pays for your life, we will come to kill you!"
He glanced sharply at Ye Fan several times to see if there was any chance of a headshot, but he never found a gap.
He felt that as soon as he drew his gun, Ye Fan would pounce on him and kill him.
"Removing disaster for others?"
Ye Fan sneered when he heard this: "Before you eliminate the disaster, have you ever asked about who I am?"
"Many people who are stronger and more powerful than you have died in my hands. A bunch of desperadoes like you want my life, are you too naive?"
He showed disdain and domineering, but from the corner of his eye, he quickly scanned the car and calculated the distance and time to kill the five people.
"Everyone has the same brain, why do you think you won't die?"
Ghost Mastiff stared at Ye Fan and snorted coldly: "If some of you hadn't searched the VIP compartment, we could have installed explosives at the bottom of the compartment and killed you."
"Even now, I admit that you are very powerful. You seriously injured five of my brothers and rushed into our carriage."
"But if I change my mind, you will be shattered to pieces."
He maintained his due strength and gave his four companions a little confidence.
"If you were really determined to die together, you wouldn't talk so much nonsense to me."
Ye Fan smiled lightly: "Now you have only one way, either die or surrender!"
The ghost mastiff laughed wildly: "Boy, you are so arrogant!"
"There are five of us, four guns, and a remote control."
"It's almost enough to kill you, but you still want to kill me?"
He licked his lips: "Are you too naive?"
"You just returned ten guns, and we were still your targets. What's the result?"
Ye Fan was noncommittal: "Didn't I kill five people and rush in here?"
"Arrogant and ignorant!"
The Ghost Mastiff moved and hid in a corner, and then gave an order: "Kill him!"
The four companions raised their guns hesitantly.
They were very afraid of shooting, not only for fear of hitting yellow explosives, but also for fear of shooting in a cramped carriage and accidentally blowing their heads off with a stray bullet.
"bring it on!"
Ye Fan raised his left hand, and the yellow bomb threatened him again.
At the same time, Ye Fan's peaceful eyes suddenly burst into fierceness and violence.
This made the four gangsters feel heart palpitations and fear for no reason, and their movements could not stop being sluggish.
In this gap, Ye Fan rushed into their crowd instantly.
The fish intestine sword in his right hand was swung and swung like lightning, and his legs were also swept across and he knelt down.
"Ahhhh——"
"Click, click!"
A series of blood and crisp sounds exploded, and the three people in front of them all screamed and fell down in circles.
Either their hand tendons were severed, or their legs were severed by Ye Fan.
The smell of blood instantly filled the air.
After knocking down the three of them, Ye Fan didn't take a breath and jumped up again to avoid an incoming bullet.
Then, he kicked the fourth man in the chin.
"Snapped!"
There was a sound of bones cracking, and the sudden huge pain caused the fourth person to scream and fall to the ground.
The next second, Ye Fan stepped on his right hand again, causing the gun in his hand to fall out.
This battle started suddenly and ended just as quickly.
Soon, Ghost Mastiff was horrified to see that he was the only one standing in the entire carriage.
All nine companions fell in a pool of blood.
Although they did not die, they all lost their fighting ability.
Ye Fan didn't kill them, but he just made the ghost mastiff unable to make up his mind to die together.
Otherwise, without his companions to care about him, he would probably die together due to a sudden fever.
Ye Fan swept away the firearms in the carriage, stared coldly at the retreating Ghost Mastiff and said, "You still won't surrender?"
The Ghost Mastiff said with a stern voice: "Nah! If you take one more step, believe it or not, I will detonate it?"
"Whoosh!"
Ye Fan dropped the yellow fried food in his hand and smiled:
"You set it off and let me see!"
Deterrence has been accomplished, and there is no need to keep the yellow explosives in hand.
"Do you think I only have one?"
The Ghost Mastiff is also a ferocious character. He burst out laughing when he saw Ye Fan throwing away the yellow fried things.
He opened the travel bag with a loud bang, revealing several pieces of yellow fried food and a remote control.
Clearly well prepared.
He stared at Ye Fan proudly: "I can still kill you..."
"Whoosh..."
Before he finished speaking, he saw Ye Fan's figure flash and disappear from front of him.
When Ghost Mastiff subconsciously reached out for another remote control to press, Ye Fan was already standing in front of him, holding his wrist with one hand.
Then he folded it sharply.
"Crack!"
The ghost mastiff's joints made a cracking sound.
Broken hand bones!
The former couldn't stop wailing like a pig being stabbed with a sharp knife in the middle of the night.
The remote control also fell to the ground.
"boom!"
Ye Fan stepped out again, crushing the Ghost Mastiff's right foot directly.
The ghost mastiff fell to the ground in pain.
"If I hadn't caught you and asked your employer, you would have been killed long ago."
Ye Fan raised his leg to crush the other leg of the ghost mastiff.
Across the carriage, Song Hongyan raised her head, relieved, and very pleased that Ye Fan had won again.
"Woo——"
At this moment, the cable car suddenly regained its power, and the upward and downward carriages started at the same time. Ye Fan and Song Hongyan slowly distanced themselves.
With just this movement, Ye Fan's center of gravity suddenly became unstable, his body swayed, and he slid towards the car door.
Song Hongyan subconsciously screamed: "Ye Fan, be careful!"
Ye Fan reached out and grabbed the handle in the car in time to stop himself from moving backwards.
But his expression soon changed again.
Ghost Mastiff took advantage of this opportunity and grabbed the red remote control. He smiled ferociously at Ye Fan:
"You bastard, go to hell!"
He pressed the remote control.
Your uncle!
Seeing this, Ye Fan's scalp was numb. He didn't have time to think about it. He used both feet to push hard and pressed the car door with both hands.
"Whoosh!"
Ye Fan's body was like a cannon shot towards Song Hongyan's car, which was going away.
It's just that the carriage is more than ten meters away, making it difficult to catch him even if he has wings, so he can only grab at the iron rope.
"boom!"
At the same moment, the Ghost Mastiff's carriage also made a loud noise.
The carriage exploded into a pile of fragments, thick smoke rose, debris flew, and the iron cables snapped.
A large ball of flames bloomed in mid-air.
Countless tourists screamed.
"Um!"
Ye Fan, who was about to grab the iron rope, was shaken and was thrown out by the shock wave, rolling and hitting Song Hongyan's carriage.
There was a loud noise and Ye Fan fell against the door of the carriage.
Ye Fan, who was in severe pain all over his body, touched Song Hongyan's ankle, but he took the initiative to let go of his hand in the blink of an eye.
The huge momentum let him know that pulling Song Hongyan like this would definitely pull her down from the sky.
As soon as his fingers loosened, Ye Fan's whole body fell down.
"Ye Fan——"
Song Hongyan suddenly lay down and leaned forward.
She tried her best to pull up the fallen Ye Fan with unprecedented strength.
She reached out to grab it, but missed.
Ye Fan fell ruthlessly to the ground like a big bird.
Song Hongyan was heartbroken: "No -"
The next second, she jumped without hesitation and followed Ye Fan. Sissi's screams could not stop her movements.
