At the moment when the gunshot rang out, Zhao Fan pounced on Lin Shiqi without the slightest hesitation. The broad body completely protected her, and he didn't care about the bullets that kept falling on her back, and pushed her all the way to the bottom of the Tiguan car.

"Zhao Fan!"

When Zhao Fan used his body to block the bullet for her, Lin Shiqi was already screaming loudly. She opened her mouth wide and inhaled vigorously, but she felt as if she was in a vacuum, and her whole chest was like a sharp pain like a knife, and her whole body was about to suffocate.

"I told you to run, I told you to run! Why are you so stupid!"

The mournful cry echoed in the factory, and those people in the factory walked towards Zhao Fan, who was motionless on the ground, with indifferent expressions.

"Hurry up and get rid of this woman, evacuate quickly! This place has been exposed, and if we delay any longer, none of us will be able to leave!"

Brother Hua walked quickly to Zhao Fan's side with a pistol, the pistol in his hand was already aimed at Lin Shiqi, who looked miserable, and the foot he raised was about to kick Zhao Fan.

"It really hurts!"

An inopportune voice sounded slowly, and Brother Hua felt his body stiffen suddenly, and then saw Zhao Fan, who should have been dead, suddenly turned over, reached out and grabbed the foot he kicked out.

Zhao Fan's voice was very soft, but it was like a thunderclap in the ears of everyone in the factory. Everyone was trembling in fright, and their bodies began to retreat unconsciously.

"Bullets can't kill? How is it possible? Are we the hell?"

"Hell, hell, if you're dead, you can still get up and talk, we must have seen hell!"

Screams rang out all over the factory, and Zhao Fan got up from the ground with a quick support, and Brother Hua's foot with a dull expression was always grabbed by him. After getting up, there was no delay in the slightest, and he directly smashed this person on the ground.

"Shoot, shoot!"

Brother Hua is very strong, his body has a close contact with the hard ground, and he hasn't fainted yet. The gun in his hand was aimed at Zhao Fan again, and his mouth was almost crazy and howled.

Zhao Fan raised his foot and kicked the sand eagle in his hand out, and the fast-spinning pistol hit the forehead of an unlucky man, and the guy covered in blood basically fell straight to the ground without even having time to snort.

With a hook of his toes, Brother Hua's entire body was hooked and flew up, crashing into a group of people who were already holding guns and were at a loss.

This Hua Ge should be regarded as the heaviest one among these people, seeing him flying head-on, where did those people dare to shoot? Bullets don't have eyes!

It was only a brief hesitation, but it brought them a catastrophe. Although the ending was already doomed, they also created a better opportunity for Zhao Fan. When they hurriedly caught Brother Hua flying in the air, as soon as they raised their eyes, they saw Zhao Fan's eyes that were so indifferent that they were chilling in the depths of their bone marrow.

If it weren't for the protection of Lin Shiqi, these people wouldn't even have a chance to shoot.

Now that Zhao Fan has rushed to the front, he is really like a vicious wolf rushing into the flock.

Originally, seeing that he was shot and did not die, the psychological impact had already made these people's brains blank, coupled with Zhao Fan's simple, direct and extremely fast shot, after a few ups and downs, there was no one here who could stand.

"How the hell did he do it?"

Including Lin Shiqi, who was looking at Zhao Fan with a dull expression under the car, everyone had the same idea in their hearts. Firearms, in this day and age, are almost invincible weapons. As long as you are hit by a bullet, the chances of surviving are slim.

Don't look at those film and television dramas where people are hit by bullets, they can still overturn a few opponents majestically, the reality is much more cruel than that.

After a large-caliber bullet hits the body, the powerful impact and whirling force are like a speeding car crashing into a single point, which can almost completely shatter your internal organs in the blink of an eye, where is there the slightest chance of survival?

And even if it is a small-caliber bullet, after hitting a person's body, it will be followed by a huge pain that you can't shout even if you want to. This kind of pain, even if a person with strong willpower is unable to do anything else by will, and even go into shock.

But now, the unthinkable is happening right in front of my eyes!

There is no doubt that Zhao Fan was shot, everyone is not blind, they can see clearly, and they clearly know that more than one bullet hit him!

Ordinary people have long become a sieve, but he got up from the ground strangely, and he can still solve all the opponents in front of him.

"Corpse!"

Those people in the factory subconsciously thought of this word.

And Lin Shiqi also thought of this word unconsciously at this moment, her location was behind Zhao Fan, and at a glance, she could see Zhao Fan's clothes full of bullet holes, and the direction of her back was completely soaked with blood, and the red blood was falling down the hem of the clothes.

There was no panic, only endless sadness, which made it difficult for her to breathe, and her body was chilled.

"Is there anyone with the surname Xiao in this?"

Zhao Fan didn't have time to pay attention to these people's thoughts, and casually walked in front of a tall thin man in a floral shirt. Possessed to look at the guy who was howling in a cold sweat after his hands and feet were broken, he asked lightly.

The guy's painful muscles were constantly twitching and shaking, and when he heard Zhao Fan's question, he didn't react for a while.

Therefore, he didn't have to react anymore, Zhao Fan stepped out casually, and the forty-three yard big foot stepped directly on his neck.

The crunch sound was so clear that the man couldn't imagine that he would die like this.

Zhao Fan didn't look at this person again, and walked over without the slightest pause, and the expression on his face did not change at all, as if he had just stepped on a mosquito to death.

It's a bunch of outlaws, and dead people aren't a terrible thing for them.

But there is still all the difference between the death of others and the death of oneself! And what made them chill the most from the bottom of their hearts was Zhao Fan's indifferent look that made people chill from the bottom of their hearts, they knew very well that it was a real and complete disregard for life.

And this kind of disregard can also be said to be a kind of murderous spirit. I don't know how many human lives it takes to make this kind of murderous aura appear on a person.

"Is there anyone here with the surname Xiao?"

Zhao Fan looked at the other person in front of him again, his tone was as flat as ever, and he asked the same question just now.

"No, no!"

Who dared to hesitate at this time? The man didn't even wait for Zhao Fan to finish speaking, he shouted in a panic. There was a burst of steaming on his pants, and a foul smell began to spread as he spoke.

"It's disgusting!"

Zhao Fan had no interest in asking this person again, so he got up again and stepped over!

"Don't ......"

The scared guy begging for mercy was only half of his voice, and his neck was already broken by Zhao Fan.

"Don't kill me, I'll say everything, I'll say everything!"

Zhao Fan arrived in front of the third person, and this time, before he could speak, the person had already screamed loudly. Although his legs were broken, he was covered in cold sweat, but he still used all his strength to clamp it tightly, for fear that he would accidentally nauseate Zhao Fan and lose his life.

"Who here can contact the people of the Xiao family?"

Zhao Fan had a smile on his face, looking kind, but the person in front of him was already so frightened that his whole body couldn't stop trembling.

The man looked at Brother Hua who was lying on the ground half-dead as fast as he could, and shouted loudly: "Brother Hua, Brother Hua can contact them!"

"Very well, you can go to death!"

Zhao Fan nodded, and when the man heard the word "very good", he was originally relieved. But then he heard the second half of the sentence, so that Zhao Fan's foot had already fallen on his neck.

"Don't come here, if you kill me, the Xiao family will never let you go!"

Brother Hua's black-rimmed glasses didn't know where to fly for a long time, and there were highly myopic eyes in the sunken eye sockets, and he could only see a vague shadow that was constantly approaching him, like a ghost crawling out of hell to ask for his life.

He's lucky, at least now he's only broken a leg.

The intact hands and one leg were desperately propped up on the ground, and the body was desperately shrinking back. Struggled all the way through the ground full of glass shards, leaving behind a path of red blood.

"It seems that if I don't kill you, the Xiao family will let me go!"

Zhao Fan pursed his lips, raised his foot and stepped on Brother Hua's intact leg.

"I said, I said, I'll call the third master right away!"

Feeling the pain in his legs, Brother Hua only stood firm for a second, and then he was directly coaxed.

However, since Zhao Fan had already stretched out his foot, he would not take it back like this, and a crisp clicking sound sounded, and Brother Hua also followed with a loud howl.

"Be smart, did I say you should call him?"

Zhao Fan looked at Brother Hua's two legs with the same broken shape on both sides, felt a lot more comfortable, and nodded with satisfaction.

"Don't kill me, please don't kill me, you can let me do anything! I'm just a small character, you just treat me as a fart, let me go!"

In the face of the threat of death, people are always able to burst into unprecedented potential. At this moment, although Brother Hua died in pain, he still begged for mercy loudly, wanting to live.

"What did you say, the third master, give a call, just say that I lifted their factory and asked him to come over!"

Zhao Fan squatted beside Brother Hua and said lightly.

Brother Hua is going crazy, didn't you just say that I was smart? Didn't you say that you don't need to call the third master? Then what do you mean now? How unjust is my broken leg?

In his heart, he had already scolded Zhao Fan's ancestors for the eighteenth generation, but he didn't dare to hesitate in the slightest, and took out the phone from his pants pocket tremblingly.

When he saw the phone with the broken screen, his whole body trembled violently. He glanced at Zhao Fan in horror, and pressed the wake-up button on the phone vigorously in his hand. Seeing the screen of his mobile phone lit up, he had a look of ecstasy on his face again, and he felt like he had escaped death.

Trembling and flipped out the phone number, after hearing the sound of the phone being connected, he looked at Zhao Fan again with hesitant eyes.

Because he didn't know what to say after the call was connected, he was afraid that if he accidentally said the wrong thing, the person in front of him would directly trample him to death.

"Hey, Ah Hua, what's the matter, I'm busy right now!"

Zhao Fan dodged the phone from Brother Hua's hand and put it to his ear, and after hearing the voice of the third child of the Xiao family, he hung up the phone lightly with a sneer on the corner of his mouth.