Chapter 1182: I can't help myself
"Bang-"
When the taxi fell into the sea, Ye Fan also jumped out of the broken window.
He swam dozens of meters in one go, avoiding the collapsing bridge before he surfaced from the gray water.
He angrily wiped the water from his face.
Looking at the bridge that had become a ruin, he was glad that he found it in time, otherwise it exploded in the center of the bridge, and now he is estimated to have been blown away.
The amount of explosives that could blow up the bridge was enough to blow him to pieces.
He never thought that there would be a killer targeting him, and he would still end up in such a rude way, carrying himself to the Baozhu Bridge that was about to be blown up.
"Who the hell is this?"
A thought flashed in Ye Fan's heart, wanting to drag the middle-aged aunt out and ask.
But when he saw the gray sea, he knew that the middle-aged aunt was unlucky, after all, she was knocked unconscious by herself and was still wrapped in a seat belt.
"Whew-"
Just as Ye Fan was about to swim ashore, he suddenly heard a fishing boat suddenly coming from the dust.
There were a lot of people standing on the fishing boats, armed with spearguns, as if they were looking for something.
Ye Fan was about to shout for help, but suddenly felt uneasy, and he instinctively rolled into the water.
"Whoosh-"
Almost at the same moment, dozens of spearguns were thrown at them, stabbing into the water quickly and hard.
Ye Fan dodged again and again, writhing like a fish, narrowly avoiding the deadly weapon.
Then, he grabbed a speargun with his backhand and threw it at the fishing boat.
Only three screams rang out, and three figures fell from the sudden fishing boat.
Three people in one shot.
The fishing boat was silent.
They didn't seem to expect Ye Fan to fight back, and he also killed three people with one shot.
Then, they raised their hands in unison towards Ye Fan, who was plunged into the water.
The sound of sharp weapons breaking through the air.
The blades shot into the water like snowflakes, with a hint of red visible to the naked eye.
The blade enters the water, cutting out marks one after another.
At the same time, the surface of the water turned red, and it looked terrifying.
Ye Fan's face changed slightly, he rolled over again to dodge, and then plunged into the water and tried to sink, approaching the fishing boat as fast as possible.
More than ten seconds later, Ye Fan appeared at the stern end of the fishing boat with a bang, stretched out his hand and pulled the railing, and his body rose vertically.
At the same time, the fish intestine sword waved.
"Ahh
Two screams, the two killers who were looking down for Ye Fan fell backwards with blood spurting from their throats.
Ye Fan took the opportunity to flip into the boat.
"Whoosh-"
As soon as Ye Fan appeared, eighteen black-clothed killers flashed out of the fishing boat, raising their hands with both hands.
Crossbow bolts erupt.
"Whoosh!"
The crossbow arrows covered the sky and the sun, shattering the space, making Ye Fan's body the most domineering and dangerous place in the world.
In contrast to the terrifying sound of the metal bowstring, there is also the eerie whistling sound of sharp arrows piercing the air.
These voices represent the strength of the black-clothed killer, and they also represent the irresistible killing intent.
The sky is full of sharp arrows, the sky is full of murderous energy, and it is difficult for anyone to survive in such a dense attack of sharp arrows.
"Broken!"
In the face of these more than 100 crossbow arrows, Ye Fan waved the fish intestine sword with his backhand, shaking this rain of arrows.
"Dangdangdang—"
The sword light flickered, and countless sharp arrows fell to the ground.
Ye Fan swept away all the dangerous arrows one by one, and the timing and direction he took it were quite perfect.
He knew in his heart that no matter how many arrows he had, it would only be within the range of a human form, so he guarded his whole body.
"Aggressive—"
Sharp arrows grazed the hilt of his sword, his clothes, and his calves, but he didn't even look at them, just slashed the arrows that shot at his body.
It didn't take long for the arrows to stop, and Ye Fan was surrounded by sharp arrows, only the front of him and his feet were clean.
The black-clothed killer was in a trance, but he didn't expect Ye Fan to even dodge the rain of arrows.
At this moment, Ye Fan was standing in the middle of the arrows and smiled indifferently:
"Come again!"
Without any nonsense, the formation of the eighteen black-clothed killers changed, forming a fan-shaped structure and raising their hands again.
The bolts were not destroyed in their hands, and they used them with the same skill as a butcher slaughtering an ox.
"Canopy—"
With a flash of light, more than a hundred crossbow arrows shot at Ye Fan.
"Dangdangdang—"
Ye Fan waved his sword again.
He calmly fended off incoming crossbow arrows, including those that swooped into his legs.
Then, with a slam of his left foot, he reflected a dozen bolts back.
The crossbow bolts pounced and shot at several black-clothed killers in front of them, but there was no scream that Ye Fan wanted, only a sound of metal collision.
The black-clothed killer who was protecting his head took two steps back with an expressionless face, and then spat out a mouthful of blood, but fell to the ground and died without being hit by an arrow.
The next second, they raised their hands again.
Countless crossbow arrows were shot at Ye Fan.
Relentless pouring.
"Armor?"
"It's really expensive. ”
Seeing that the crossbow arrows reflected back had no effect, Ye Fan quickly judged that the enemy had armor on his body.
He threw himself on a vertical pitch and swung his bowels to shoot down the bolts.
"Whoever stands in my way, die!"
Ye Fan had already felt that there was a strong man's aura in the cabin, and guessed that it must be the person who calculated himself today.
In any case, he wants to find out the other party.
Ye Fan's nose snorted coldly, and his right foot slammed on, shattering more than a dozen crossbow arrows.
Then he swept it away, and the debris rained down on the black-clad killer.
This time, Ye Fan used eight success powers.
only to hear a series of screams, the six black-clothed killers in front of them had blood splattered from their hearts, and they shook and fell down one by one.
As soon as Ye Fan's footsteps moved, his body was like a cannonball rushing straight towards the remaining enemies.
Seeing Ye Fan pounce, the remaining black-clothed killers trembled, subconsciously retreated, and shot out two flying knives.
At the same time, he felt out a sharp sword.
"Whoosh-"
Throwing knives are overwhelming, as terrifying as locusts.
It's just that Ye Fan didn't pay attention to it at all, and rushed directly from the rain of knives, and his body floated out of the gap calmly like a fallen leaf.
Extremely arrogant, extremely calm.
"Whoosh-"
When the black-clothed killer wanted to retreat again, Ye Fan had already passed between them, and the fish intestines drew several arcs.
The black-clothed killer's body was shocked, and he held the sword to assassinate Ye Fan, but as soon as the sword arrived, he heard a 'click' sound and fell to the ground one by one.
Blood spurts from the throat.
The fish intestines pierced through their armor and slit their throats.
The black-clothed killer's eyes widened, and he didn't blink a blind eye, as if he was sad and angry, how could there be such a powerful person in this world?
Ye Fan didn't look at them, waved his hand to disperse the faint dust, and then walked into the cabin.
The cabin is refreshing and has a lily scent.
Ye Fan saw his old friend at a glance.
Chen Long sat at the table, washing the pot and making tea, very kind: "Brother, we meet again." ”
Behind him, eight red-clothed killers were ready to attack.
"Tsk...... Big brother misses me, just make a phone call. ”
Ye Fan slowly approached and smiled: "Another taxi, another bombing bridge, and another speargun, it's a bit energy-consuming." ”
"Actually, I don't want to meet my brother. ”
Chen Long showed a touch of helplessness: "Helpless people are in the rivers and lakes, and they can't help themselves." ”
Ye Fan narrowed his eyes:
"Tang Pingfan had an accident?"