This table is made of solid wood and is very sturdy. It was kicked and thrown far away just now, but it is still intact and is suitable for use as a shield.
Breaking through the house door is the most critical. As long as he can rush out, Ding Fan is confident that no one can stop him!
"Sister Huan, I'll rush out first. Five seconds later, you'll rush out too. Believe me, these losers can't stop us," Ding Fan said in a low voice.
"I'm with you!" Wu Yahuan took Ding Fan's arm, eyes sparkling with stars.
"No, the risk is too great. You can still handle me from behind." Ding Fan said calmly.
"Okay, I believe you." Wu Yahuan nodded heavily, and then wiped his tear-stained eyes with the back of his hand.
Ding Fan flew down the stairs, picked up a wooden chair that had fallen on the ground, and threw it towards the door!
Bang bang!
Several gunshots were fired in succession, hitting the wooden chair. Taking this opportunity, Ding Fan used his arms to grab the Eight Immortals Table and rushed to the door again.
Less than two seconds later, when the gun-wielding bodyguard saw another black shadow appear in front of the door, he hurriedly raised his shotgun again.
Bang bang!
There were two more gunshots, all hitting the Eight Immortals table. No matter how strong the wooden table was, it could not withstand such an impact and broke into two halves.
But within these few seconds of delay, Ding Fan had already rushed into the crowd!
Like a tiger rushing into a flock of sheep, the bodyguards fell to the ground one after another with screams. The last shot was fired in the sky.
Wu Yahuan's heart was in her throat. When she bravely rushed out, what she saw was the bodyguard lying in the yard.
I finally saw how ruthless Ding Fan was, and I didn't take action easily because it was rare to meet an opponent!
Following Ding Fan's footsteps, the two rushed out of the yard immediately. At this time, another bodyguard holding a shotgun rushed over from the side of the wall.
The gun was aimed at Wu Yahuan and he was pulling the trigger.
At the critical moment, Ding Fan swung his whip and accurately wrapped it around the opponent's wrist. As soon as he pulled it, the gunshot rang out!
In the end, it missed the target, and the bullet flew over Wu Yahuan's head, knocking down a layer of leaves from a tree not far away.
Boom!
Deafening thunder rang out in the sky, and the ground trembled. Almost instantly, heavy rain poured down, covering everything in an airtight rain curtain.
Ding Fan decisively grabbed Wu Yahuan and ran all the way through lightning, thunder, and violent storms, and finally reached the shore.
The heavy rain came at the right time, like rain falling from the sky. The bodyguards' sight was blocked and they were unable to locate the two people. More importantly, the rain extinguished the flames on the speedboat.
That's right, Fu Dongyang thought of the speedboat and arranged for someone to set it on fire. After pouring gasoline on it, it was just ignited when it was forcibly extinguished by the heavy rain.
Without air, nothing can burn!
Wu Yahuan jumped into the cabin, found a raincoat and put it on. While cursing loudly, he quickly checked the speedboat. Fortunately, the engine was intact and other damage could be ignored.
Quickly turning the bow, the speedboat immediately rushed into the heavy rain, away from Qingming Island!
After Ding Fan entered the cabin, he also found a raincoat and put it on, pulled off his hood, turned around and ran out again, and forcefully took the steering wheel from Wu Yahuan.
The rain was so heavy that Wu Yahuan turned blue from holding it in and was about to suffocate.
The principle of driving a speedboat is similar to that of driving a car. When he arrived, Ding Fan had already observed that it was effortless to drive. He constantly adjusted his breathing to make the breath very weak, forming a closed cycle.
Ding Fan, who has been practicing for many years, is far superior to Wu Yahuan even in the art of holding his breath.
At this moment, the heavy rain falling in the night sky seemed to merge with the sea surface, and the strong wind also stirred up layers of surging waves.
Fortunately, it was offshore, and the waves were not too big. Ding Fan controlled the steering wheel with all his strength, and passed through the heavy rain and strong wind. The small sailboat fought tenaciously with nature. He didn't know how long it had passed before finally approaching the shore.
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The bow of the speedboat was caught between two rocks and temporarily stabilized.
Ding Fan rushed into the narrow cabin and took a big breath. Wu Yahuan had already taken off his hood and was combing his messy hair. He said distressedly: "Xiao Fan, you have been holding your breath for so long, are you okay?"
"Of course it's okay, I can just hold it in for another half hour, but I can't see the direction clearly." Ding Fan said with a smile.
"Thanks to you this time." Wu Yahuan's eyes were filled with tenderness.
"Sister Huan also performed very bravely. She beat the enemy to pieces and made them run away. It was very enjoyable." Ding Fan showed off his muscles.
Wu Yahuan chuckled, and then said in review: "Xiaofan, I'm sorry, I'm too selfish and arrogant, I shouldn't have come tonight."
"We have successfully completed the mission, why are we talking about this? As the saying goes, auspicious people have their own destiny, and the heavy rain helped us escape from Qingming Island smoothly." Ding Fan said disapprovingly.
"Yes, thanks to the heavy rain. Fu Dongyang was well prepared. Now that I think about it, I'm really scared. This decision will cost us both our lives."
"Thanks to the early power outage, we still have enough time, otherwise, we would probably have gunshot wounds." Ding Fan comforted.
"The stimulation is too much. I have heart failure. Please give me a hug." Wu Yahuan put his arm around Ding Fan's waist and hugged him tightly, letting the sudden fragile tears flow out. No one could see him anyway.
But Ding Fan felt the warmth. No matter how strong a person is, there will be a moment when he collapses. They just patted each other gently, and the two hugged each other speechlessly.
The heavy rain came and went away quickly. Ten minutes later, the thunder gradually faded away and the rain outside gradually became lighter.
Wu Yahuan left the cabin, drove the speedboat again, backed up, turned around, adjusted the direction, and drove all the way towards Xiaoyao Palace.
Soon, they saw the Xiaoyao Palace Club on the beach. They threw the speedboat on the shore and someone would naturally transport it away. The two returned to the room on the third floor.
After returning safely, the two of them were completely relieved. There were guest rooms on both sides of the hall. They took off their clothes and rushed into their respective rooms.
Twenty minutes later, when Ding Fan took a shower, put on dry and breathable pajamas, and walked out of the room, Wu Yahuan was sitting on the sofa chair, relaxing and smoking, unabashedly exposing her long, long legs under the light.
Exuding a moist glow.
The wet clothes on the ground have disappeared. This is the territory of the Wu family. Naturally, someone will clean up these items as soon as possible without leaving any trace.
There were four items placed on the round coffee table. Ding Fan and Wu Yahuan's mobile phones were both turned off, a delicately embroidered brocade bag, and a small plastic bag containing snuff bottles.
Ding Fan sat down and picked up the kit first. Wu Yahuan couldn't help but ask: "Xiao Fan, where did this come from? Why does it look like a woman's belongings?"
"What I snatched from that stinking Taoist priest may have been a gift from his sweetheart!" Ding Fan said with a smile.
"That person's martial arts skills are definitely better than mine. I'm really scared." Wu Yahuan was very depressed when she thought of this incident. If Ding Fan hadn't taken action in time, she would have almost been injured and might have been maimed.
"The smelly Taoist has great cultivation, and his reaction speed is of course very fast. However, I took revenge for you and broke his knees and all his ribs, which was enough for him to lie down for two months." Ding Fan smiled scornfully.