When the driver subconsciously stopped, his left hand also reached into the bottom of the driver's seat.
The bodyguard in the passenger seat immediately took out his weapon and pressed a red button on his belt.
"Master Ye, there is a gunfight at the intersection five hundred meters ahead."
"I don't know if it was an accident or if it was directed at us."
"You and Miss Tang don't get out of the car, wait for us to explore the situation."
"This vehicle is specially made and modified. It can shoot sniper bullets and carry ordinary rockets."
The Korean-style uncle in the windbreaker on the passenger seat reminded Ye Fan, and then took out a drone and placed it on the roof of the car.
The driver in the driver's seat also maintains the attitude of driving and charging at any time.
These two are Ye Tang masters sent by Uncle Dong to protect Ye Fan personally.
Uncle Jin, Uncle Mu.
Behind the white Hummer, in addition to the nanny car of the agent's assistant, there were twelve gunmen secretly following him.
They are all masters of the Sixteenth Department who have changed their appearance from the past.
Ye Fan had already broken up with Temujin. Although Ye Fan used his heavenly skills to frighten Temujin, he was still worried that Temujin's brain would be overheated.
Therefore, when Ye Zhendong was being interrogated by Tie Muqing, he also arranged a team of personnel to protect Ye Fan.
Although Ye Fan felt it was a bit redundant, in order not to worry Uncle Dong, he still asked them to protect him.
Seeing that the other party was so conscientious, Ye Fan whispered: "Uncle Jin, be careful."
The windbreaker uncle nodded: "Understood!"
"Woo!"
The drone quickly took off and rushed towards the sound of gunfire ahead.
Ye Fan comforted Tang Qiqi, who woke up, not to panic.
Soon, the screen in the car lit up, showing the scene of a fierce battle ahead.
Five hundred meters ahead, I saw two convoys engaging in a fierce and reckless exchange of fire.
One group, a group of gunmen wearing leather jackets and clown masks, numbering more than fifty, was shooting wildly at the five jeeps in front of them.
There were also five jeeps with more than a dozen men in Chinese tunic suits fighting back.
The more than ten men are also fierce and tough.
Everyone's face was as cold as an iceberg, and everyone's eyes were filled with murderous intent like a cheetah.
From their tacit understanding of filling positions and cross-fire, it is clear that they are weapons that have been tempered on the battlefield.
They guarded the surroundings tightly, protecting a young man in the car in the middle.
The young man was wearing a white Chinese tunic suit, sitting in the car, holding a cigar, watching the fight coldly.
Next to him, there was a long gun.
Ye Fan's eyelids twitched and he tilted his head slightly towards Uncle Jin: "Uncle Jin, zoom in on the young man's facial features."
As Ye Fan's order was issued, the scene quickly changed. The drone broke through the hail of bullets and came diagonally opposite the young man.
The other person's facial features quickly became clear.
At this moment, the young man in white Chinese tunic suddenly raised his hand and knocked down the drone with a bang... "I'll go, this bastard, if he dares to hit my drone, I want him to pay 100 million yuan."
Ye Fan recalled the features of the young man in white Mao suit and laughed: "Uncle Jin, please bring someone to escort Qiqi and the others to leave first."
"But don't go back to Government House, go to No. 1 Deep Water Bay."
"I'm going to support the young man in white Chinese tunic."
My brothers still have to help out... After Ye Fan asked Tang Qiqi and the others to change paths and leave, he immediately took Uncle Mu and others to touch it.
Ye Fan swiftly killed six tough men in leather jackets guarding the perimeter, and quietly seized three of their cars.
Ye Fan and the others quickly put on their leather clothes and clown masks.
Then Ye Fan got into the car and drove it himself. He took Uncle Mu and others and turned around and rushed directly to the fierce battle circle.
"Woo--" The three cars roared and rushed to the center of the fierce battle like cannonballs.
The same car, the same leather jacket, and the same clown mask not only did not arouse the suspicion of the warring clowns, but also kept them urging them to join the battle group.
The group of people in Chinese tunic suits are too powerful, they need more manpower to attack.
"Block the east side, block the east side!"
Amidst the hail of bullets, the clown leader kept waving and shouting at Ye Fan and the others.
Ye Fan nodded, stepped on the accelerator, and reached a speed of 100 per hour.
The car suddenly roared like a mad bull and crashed towards the clown leader.
"boom!"
The clown leader couldn't avoid it, and there was a loud noise and he was hit by the car and flew dozens of meters away.
He vomited blood in mid-air and died with broken bones without even letting out a scream.
Ye Fan didn't even look at the other person. The car turned the steering wheel again and used its inertia to sweep sideways.
Bang bang bang, there was another series of loud noises, and four more clown killers were knocked away.
"asshole!"
The other killer clowns were furious when they saw this, and they all turned their guns to shoot Ye Fan.
Uncle Mu and the others did not give the Clown Killer a chance, and the car swept past at high speed.
In a series of screams, more than a dozen clown killers were swept away.
Then, Ye Fan lowered the car window, took out his weapon and fired mercilessly.
Amidst the clicking sound, six killer clowns screamed and fell to the ground on the spot.
Uncle Mu and the others also lowered their car windows and fired randomly with weapons.
Three thermal weapons fired in a triangular shape, unleashing a stream of intense firepower.
"Ahhh!"
The clown killers who were so powerful just now were twisting as if they were being shocked by electric shocks.
Blood splattered and limbs flew, as if they were performing a dance of death.
"Bang bang bang!"
The sound of falling to the ground, the scream of dying, and the sound of gunshots as thick as fried beans were intertwined at this moment.
The Killer Clown's defense quickly fell apart.
The group of young men in white Chinese tunic suits who were originally surrounded by the Killer Clowns were surprised at first that someone came out to rescue them.
Then they responded quickly.
He personally led a group of his men out from behind the jeep and poured bullets at the clown killer who turned around.
In the rain-like bullets, the remaining seven or eight clown killers all fell to the ground with their heads blown apart.
Several killers who were injured after being hit by a car also died in the cold re-shooting.
Soon, there was no longer a killer clown between Ye Fan and the young man in white Mao suit.
However, the group of young men in white Chinese tunic suits did not relax their vigilance and still stared at Ye Fan dressed as a clown with weapons in hand.
Obviously they are all experienced people.
"Who are you?"
The young man in Mao suit shouted: "Zheng is very grateful for such a helping hand. I wonder if I can show my true face and make friends?"
"Forget about making friends, just remember to compensate me with 30 to 50 million yuan."
Ye Fan kicked open the car door and got out, tearing off the mask and leather jacket on his face.
It's too hot.
"ah?
Mr. Ye?"
The young man in Chinese tunic suit was stunned for a moment when he saw Ye Fan's true face, and then laughed.
Then he threw away the weapon in his hand and strode forward: "Master Ye, long time no see, long time no see!"
Ye Fan also smiled and gave the other party a hug: "It's been a long time since we last met. Why is Mr. Zheng so embarrassed and being surrounded and beaten?"
