"Whoosh whoosh-" When the woman in black fell to the ground, three more men in suits jumped out from beside her.
They jumped towards Tang Pingfan not far away.
But just as they bounced up, three Tang Sect masters who were mixed in the crowd also jumped out like sharp swords coming out of their sheaths.
Passing each other, three faint white lights flashed past.
The three men in suits fell to the ground with a plop, their chests splattered with blood and their vitality suddenly disappeared.
The three Tang Sect masters were not injured at all, and they retreated with blood on their swords.
Ye Fan was slightly surprised. He didn't expect that after one night, Tang Sect would gain many masters.
Moreover, their aura is very similar to Grandma Zombie, so there is a high probability that they come from the tomb guardians.
He had to lament that the Tang clan had a profound foundation. In the first battle of Yang Kingdom, all eight hundred men died, but Tang Pingfan could still gather so many good players.
At this time, the disciple of the Tang clan who was beside Tang Pingfan closed his eyes with difficulty and slowly fell back.
Ye Fan pulled Song Hongyan and rushed over, wanting to see how Tang Pingfan was doing.
However, the grieving and angry Tang Shi'er refused to let anyone touch him at all. He hugged Tang Pingfan and shouted sternly at the Tang clan disciples: "Those who are rude to elder brother will die! Surround them for me!"
"Surround all the guests around me."
He was hysterical and gave instructions with red eyes: "Check one by one, and whoever has problems will be killed without mercy!"
"Woo--" Just as the disciples of the Tang Sect dispersed to surround the audience, Ye Fan's ears suddenly moved and he heard the roar of the helicopter.
Something happened to the helicopter! Ye Fan's face changed drastically. Tangmen did not order the helicopter to support him, but the helicopter ran up. Obviously something happened.
Song Hongyan also trembled and subconsciously looked at the sky.
She didn't know what was going on, but she knew very well that the danger had expanded countless times.
More importantly, no one noticed that the helicopter was captured and no information was transmitted, which illustrates many ulterior things.
This not only showed the enemy's powerful methods, but also showed that there might be someone inside the Tang Sect to support them.
Otherwise, how could the helicopter be easily taken away?
The other party was determined to kill Tang Pingfan, and he was worried that he would fight to the death due to the unexpected incident at the funeral.
"Let's go!"
"Let's go!"
"Retreat to the small temple!"
Thinking of the firepower contained in the helicopter, Ye Fan's nerves became tense.
While pulling Qian Qian and Song Hongyan away to the small temple, he yelled at Tang Shi'er and Yuan Huihuang.
The guests present also realized the danger and screamed to disperse.
"Buzz--" At this moment, the helicopter was approaching from far away.
A light flashed from the helicopter.
"boom!"
A ball of sparks fell from the sky, whistling with the aura of death.
Ye Fan's heart trembled and he threw Song Hongyan and Qian Qian down.
As soon as they fell to the ground, a ball of fire hit the podium.
With a bang, the high platform was blown to pieces, the pillars shook, trembled, and made a collapse sound.
Countless fragments were thrown around, causing many guests to lie down to avoid it.
Tang Shi'er roared like crazy, then rushed to the small temple with Tang Pingfan in his arms.
"boom!"
The helicopter turned slightly to one side and slowly locked onto Tang Shi'er's position.
A Tang clan disciple fired a series of bullets.
The helicopter instinctively pulled up, and at the same time the muzzle fired again.
The second fireball swooped down again, but it did not hit Tang Shi'er, but instead hit Murong Wuxin's grave.
There was another explosion, with mud flying everywhere and flames shooting into the sky.
As if this was not enough, a third fireball followed and hit the Lincoln motorcade directly.
With a series of intensive explosions, six Lincoln cars were overturned with a loud click.
It was torn apart and in a mess.
More than a dozen Tangmen snipers fell out and fell to the ground, their life or death unknown.
The entire Feilai Peak was trembling, and wet soil was splashing everywhere.
There were cries of ghosts and howls at the scene.
Fortunately, the disciples of the Tang clan and the guests dispersed in time, and Tang Shi'er and the others also carried Tang Pingfan and evacuated to the small temple.
Otherwise, a lot of people would probably be blown up.
The next second, the helicopter bombarded another rock, blocking everyone's evacuation.
It also rushed forward and blasted out several fireballs to suppress the Tang Sect elites.
There is no doubt that it will kill the entire population of Feilai Peak.
Ye Fan stuffed Song Hongyan and Qianxi into a bunker.
Then he shouted to Zheng Qiankun and others who ran in: "Support, call for support quickly and ask them to send a helicopter up!"
He also rushed out more than ten meters and pulled Murong Yanran in.
Murong Yanran glanced at Ye Fan, her pretty face was complicated beyond words.
Zheng Qiankun and the others hurriedly took out their mobile phones to call for reinforcements.
"Buzz--" At this time, the rain fell heavily again, and the sky shook again.
After suppressing the Tang Sect elite, the helicopter returned to the sky above the cemetery.
Ye Fan still clearly heard the sound of 'da da da' this time.
Everyone couldn't help but panic, and the next second, the helicopter slowly lowered from the sky.
It also poked out a Gatling gun.
This scene is extremely thrilling.
It looked like a murderous god coming from the underworld.
The muzzle of the gun with a metallic luster appeared and disappeared in the rain, as if it was about to harvest all human life.
With such a domineering momentum, they would be subdued without a fight! The Tang clan disciples hurriedly fired bullets from all directions and concentrated on the helicopter, trying their best to buy time for the reinforcements.
The helicopter had to be raised dozens of meters.
"Hongyan, take Sissi and hide in the temple."
Ye Fan stared at the helicopter and said, "I'll deal with this helicopter."
Song Hongyan's heart trembled and she quickly grabbed Ye Fan: "No, no, it's too dangerous!"
Although she knew that Ye Fan was powerful, she felt really unsure when facing a helicopter that was armed to the teeth.
Sissi also shouted: "Dad, don't go!"
"If we don't kill this helicopter, not only will Tang Pingfan die, but you and I may not survive."
Ye Fan pressed her hand and said: "Don't worry, I'll be fine -" "No, brother Ye, you can't take risks!"
Before Ye Fan could rush out, Yuan Huihuang also grabbed Ye Fan.
Zheng Qiankun also grabbed Ye Fan: "Yes, it's too dangerous. Hide first. Support will arrive soon."
"Ye Fan, don't be impulsive. You may not survive if you hide, but you will die if you rush forward."
Wang Sanfeng also stopped Ye Fan: "Besides, Tang Pingfan is still breathing, and he needs first aid from a miracle doctor like you."
Being blocked by three people like this, Ye Fan couldn't rush out... "Dang Dang Dang!"
At this moment, many of the bullets fired by the five elites desperately hit the helicopter with a crisp sound.
But there was no harm to the cabin crew at all.
The next second, the barrel of the Gatling gun suddenly deflected, and the sound of intensive gunfire sounded earth-shattering.
Countless bullets poured down on the elites of the five families, and the ground beneath Ye Fan's feet began to shake again.
Hundreds of bullets rained down, directly sifting the cemetery, the ground and the corpses.
More than a dozen elite members of the Five Families were overthrown.
"Spread out! Spread out!"
Zheng Qiankun yelled: "Don't crowd together."
The helicopter's machine guns blasted away mercilessly, not only beating Feilaifeng beyond recognition and injuring many, but also destroying their fighting spirit.
Compared to the opponent's powerful firepower, the firearms in the hands of the five families were as pale as fire sticks.
They are not afraid of death, but it is too useless to die like this.
The disciples of the Tang clan dispersed again, and the nephews who were guarding the small temple also rolled out.
There were only a dozen or so people left in the entire small temple, including Ye Fan and Tang Shi'er.
"Crack--" Just when the helicopter was about to advance further and shoot, Gatlin suddenly misfired and ran out of bullets.
This gives people the impression that the killer only cares about having fun and forgets to refill the bullet in time.
"Whoosh whoosh-" When Gatlin turned off the engine, Ye Fan's eyelids suddenly twitched.
He saw a dozen people lying on the ground getting up amid the smoke and rain.
