Although the attacks were all unfamiliar faces, seeing a group of foreign gunmen, Ye Fan still thought of Yang Po for the first time.

Because only Yang Po likes to use foreigners as bodyguards.

I saw them rushing towards them like wolves, carrying military spurs and guns in their hands.

Then several vans drove on both sides to block the road, the doors opened, and dozens of people in black appeared murderously.

Obviously, Yang broke the game and broke the net.

"What's going on? What's going on?"

Chen Xiaoyue screamed in panic: "Is it Yang Po who wants to kill me? Is it Yang Po who wants to kill me?"

She heard Ye Fan say that the Yang family was a gunman just now, and she also knew that Yang Po was surrounded by foreigners, so she instinctively decided that the other party was looking for her to retaliate.

It's really Yang's killer who breaks the game, but the other party is coming at me, not at you......

A sentence flashed in Ye Fan's heart, he knew that with Yang's mind to break the game, he would not guess that Chen Xiaoyue was a ghost for the time being, so he would not be able to find her head for a while.

Today's episode is more of Yang Po's revenge on him.

The Longjing Hotel was blocked, he was facing imprisonment, Tang Ruoxue couldn't move, and Yang Po could only vent his anger at him.

However, Ye Fan didn't point out to Chen Xiaoyue, just glanced ahead and thought about the way out.

"Ye Fan, Ye Fan, you protect me, protect the safety of my family, I will tell you everything. ”

Seeing the gunman in front of him rushing through the crowd and approaching, Chen Xiaoyue pulled Ye Fan's sleeve and trembled and spoke:

"It was Wang Qiaochu who bought me, and it was he who wanted to provoke your strife......"

Her pretty face turned pale: "Ye Fan, you must save me." ”

"Remember what you said, and I'll talk to me later!

Ye Fan had already thought of a strategy to break the enemy, and pulled Chen Xiaoyue to withdraw to the café.

At this moment, not only is the café full of smoke, the people are scattered, the tables and chairs are also knocked over, and there is chaos.

Ye Fan glanced around, grabbed a fire axe, and then pulled Chen Xiaoyue through the hall and came to the manager's room with a neat movement.

The manager had long since run away, and the room was empty with desks and chairs, filing cabinets, and a floor-to-ceiling glass window.

Ye Fan pulled over a chair and slammed it on the floor-to-ceiling glass.

The glass shattered, and there was an extra hole, but Ye Fan didn't get out immediately, but took Chen Xiaoyue to hide in the filing cabinet.

"Boom!"

Almost at the same moment, the door was savagely slammed open, and three foreign men rushed in first.

They moved their feet, formed a fan, and pulled the trigger in unison.

Bullets fly.

Computers, desks, chairs, and walls were instantly mottled, but the filing cabinet against the wall by the door was unscathed.

Seeing that the bullets had smashed the room and that there was no screaming as they wanted, the three foreign men stopped shooting.

In the next second, seven or eight more foreign men who heard the movement poured in, holding knives and guns and looking around with murderous eyes.

Didn't find what they wanted.

A blonde ghost guy rushed to the window and shouted: "Jumped out of the window and ran, call the back door brother to intercept, quickly." ”

"Whoosh!"

When a bearded man picked up the walkie-talkie to make an announcement, he suddenly smelled a touch of danger with his back against the filing cabinet.

He subconsciously turned his head to look at the cabinet, and saw not only a pair of deep eyes through the gap, but also a soul-stirring light.

Strike!

Before he could let out a shout, the fire axe slashed down, knocking him to the ground with the phone in hand.

Blood splattered, and almost everyone present was stained with drops of blood.

"Bang!"

When the blonde ghost was slightly stunned, Ye Fan, who broke out of the cabinet, roared angrily and kicked the bloody corpse.

"Boom!"

The huge corpse rolled and smashed into the rushing crowd, and seven or eight people were hit on the spot, screaming and screaming, and a lot of blood was splashed out.

Ye Fan flipped the desk out again.

The desk slammed into the doorway with a loud bang, hitting not only two enemies, but also blocking the doorway.

The blonde ghost roared, "Surround him, kill him!"

"Whoosh!"

When more than a dozen foreign men turned their guns and pointed them at Ye Fan, Ye Fan rushed into the crowd with half a beat first.

He did not give the other side a chance to shoot at all.

He held the axe and swung it continuously, slashing fiercely, and in the blink of an eye, seven or eight people fell at his feet, not knowing whether they were alive or dead.

Enraged, the blonde raised his gun and shot his two companions, one of which bounced back and nearly killed him.

He could only draw his saber and shout, "Kill him." ”

Six foreign men were at the same time, and six pitch-black military thorns fell at the same time!

"Kill!"

Ye Fan's body spun suddenly, and Thunder Wan Jun turned out an axe, only to hear the chaotic sound, and all six military thorns were cut off by him.

The flying blades sank into the dense crowd, and three or five screams rang out.

The six foreign men who charged with swords were stunned for a moment, only to find that the military stab was broken and the tiger's mouth was bleeding.

Before they could react, Ye Fan took advantage of the situation and swung another axe.

Six people fell to the ground with grief, their chests splattered with blood.

Ye Fan didn't even look at their life and death, he stepped on a body, and the whole person flew up, and the axe in his hand swept out with thunder.

The two enemies who rushed were cut off by the necks, blood flew out of the air, and they couldn't live.

Ye Fan landed on his heels, and then spun out an axe, and the two of them turned over and fell down with blood splashed on them.

Ye Fan in the melee, his momentum was like a rainbow, ordinary people were difficult to beat, and ninety percent of the enemies who rushed into the room fell under the axe.

Seeing this, the blonde ghost hurriedly crawled back and withdrew through the shattered floor-to-ceiling glass window.

The remaining two foreign men also withdrew.

Ye Fan followed.

If they don't stick to the blonde ghosts, the enemy who retreats outside the house can shoot calmly, and it is easy to shoot themselves indiscriminately and kill Chen Xiaoyue in the filing cabinet.

"Kill, kill!"

As Ye Fan expected, as soon as the blonde ghost guy retreated outside, he threw away his saber and pulled out his firearm to shoot at Ye Fan.

Ye Fan calmly avoided it, then shook his body and passed past the two foreign men.

The blonde ghost guy shot instinctively, and in a series of gunshots, Ye Fan was unscathed, but the two companions fell to the ground screaming.

He couldn't help but be stunned.

Taking advantage of this opportunity, Ye Fan closed the distance again.

"Kill him, kill him!"

Seeing Ye Fan rushing over like a meteor, the blonde ghost guy who had run out of bullets retreated again, and also gave instructions to his companions who rushed over.

"Kill, kill, kill!"

More than a dozen peripheral enemies carried weapons and screamed and rushed towards Ye Fan.

Ye Fan didn't want to waste too much strength, so he swept the broken glass with his left foot.

Whoosh!

The five foreign men who rushed to the front couldn't dodge, and were pierced through the neck by sharp shards of glass, and the flesh was suffocating.

Some of the remaining glass burst out of their necks and shot blood into the chests of the enemies behind them.

The enemies who rushed towards Ye Fan head-on all fell to the ground as if they had been swept away by the wind.

Ye Fan's ferocity made the blonde ghost men jealous.

They feel that this person should not exist in this world.

However, after hesitating for a moment, the enemy concentrated again, and the sword was bright, and he wanted to kill Ye Fan.

"Come!"

Ye Fan let out a long laugh, his right hand sank slightly, and the axe flashed in an instant, swinging again and again, blocking the saber attacking him.

More than a dozen burly enemies rushed from the front and back, left and right to surround and kill!

Although the enemy's momentum is like a rainbow, no one can be Ye Fan's opponent.

Ye Fan's axe pointed, and the enemies fell one by one.

No one dared to be harsh on it.

There was even an enemy reflex to restrain his footsteps, and no matter how hard they played, they couldn't stop Ye Fan's momentum like a rainbow.

The ground around him was soaked in blood, and there were fewer and fewer enemies surrounding him.

"Kill!"

Ye Fan took the opportunity to rush over, and several foreign men who didn't have time to dodge before they could react, and now they were knocked into the air.

Then several axe flashes flashed, and all of them fell to the ground with a slash.

"It's your turn!"

Ye Fan rushed towards the blonde ghost.

He charged extremely fast, a distance of more than ten meters in an instant, and the axe in his hand scattered bloodthirsty light in midair.

The blonde ghost who commanded the battle changed his face drastically, and he moved his steps and retreated, and their wolf courage was slowly disappearing.

"Whoosh-"

At this moment, Ye Fan suddenly smelled a touch of danger, and he instinctively pounced forward.

Strike!

A bullet hits the spot.

Sniper.