Chapter 69: Killing Ghosts (1)

"Ah Hong, what warehouse is it?"

For Ye Tan, his brother's life is much more expensive than those stupid devils.

"Brother Tan, Pier 7, 41, 42, 43, 44, these four warehouses connected together, are all stupid devils."

With Ye Tan personally taking action, Jing Hong believes that they will save the day.

Ye Tan didn't go far before he was followed by five or six Annan people.

According to later WikiLeaks, the number of Annan and Ah San entrenched in Chinatown is only more than 2,000. But they are very united, and they are very fierce and desperate, and they are not afraid of death.

They not only often bully the Chinese, but even rob and kill those Chinese who are lonely.

Ye Tan sneered, not taking them into account at all.

got into a carriage and gave the coachman the address of Pier 7, Ye Tan wanted to close his eyes and pretend to sleep.

"Huh?"

Suddenly, the action of the coachman touching the gun in his hand made Ye Tan suddenly open his eyes.

If it weren't for the fact that it was getting late, Ye Tan wouldn't have opened his perspective eye, and he wouldn't have found this abnormality.

Seeing that the other party did not mean to shoot immediately, Ye Tan was also happy to accompany him to the end.

The carriage was quickly driven to a ten-shaped alleyway and came to an abrupt stop. The American coachman, who was bribed by the Annanese, just wanted to shoot, but was kicked away by Ye Tan and smashed against a wall. Sticking there, it slowly slid down, leaving a humanoid blood mark.

More than 50 Annam people poured out of the four lanes. In their hands, they were either holding M1831 flintlock pistols or Sharps rifles.

Everyone didn't say a word, and there was a frenzied shot at the carriage.

When the Annan people loaded their ammunition, Ye Tan swaggered out of the carriage. On the belt of his waist, 4 M1911 Browning Desert Warrior military pistols with silencers were inserted. On one hand, there are two more. The sky aimed at continuous shooting, and at such a close distance, the gun and gun violently collapsed on the brains of the Annan people.

Ye Tan's shooting speed was very, very fast, in less than 0.6 seconds, the two Browning pistols had 16 rounds (7+1,), and they were all gone.

As soon as his hand was loosened, the pistol without bullets had not yet fallen to the ground, and Ye Tan had already replaced two full Browning pistols.

Another round of shooting!

killed those Annanites before they had time to react, and they were drilled into the head by a bullet.

Ten seconds later, the ground was littered with corpses. Two of them were still killed by Ye Tan's punch.

Picking up the Browning pistol on the ground, Ye Tan walked over to a middle-aged man who was hiding behind half a wall and was already sitting on the ground in fright, the corners of his mouth raised a cruel coldness, and fired two shots in a row at the top of his head.

From the moment he was attacked, Ye Tan knew that Jing Hong's fool had fallen into someone else's trap.

The use of penicillin in the Huisheng Hospital has saved so many people, how can no one covet it? There are a lot of people there, the situation is complicated, and it is easy to start.

"Humph! Play with me to tune the tiger away from the mountain, sound the east and attack the west, I Ye Tan want you stupid devils to know, play conspiracy, Chinese are your ancestors! ”

Ye Tan ran back quickly, and the violent killing in his heart became more and more prosperous!

Ah San, whose head was wrapped in a half-zhang white cloth, appeared, and there were a total of 8 people. Coupled with their dark skin and long beards, they are instantly recognizable.

The height of one meter nine is in front of Ye Tan, which looks condescending.

Their legs and hands are very long, and apparently the practice of yoga reaches a certain level.

The leader is an old man in his 70s, with white eyebrows, white hair and a white beard. Don't look at his age, his falcon-like eyes are extremely sharp.

Ye Tan smashed his fist into his heart. The opponent's torso flashed to the right, like a broken jackson's head dance, easily dodging Ye Tan's blow.

With just one temptation, Ye Tan knew their routine.

Smiling slightly, his right hand turned into an eagle's claw, and his shot was like electricity, reaching the other party's throat.

The old man's eyes flashed with a sneer. Then his neck tilted to the right. The talons grazed his neck.

However, before the old man had time to be happy, Ye Tan's eagle claws bit back to the left. The index and middle fingers were hooked behind his cervical vertebrae, and the thumb was already pressed against his throat!

The old man's eyes had changed from ridicule to incomparable fear. His hands, as if they appeared out of thin air, turned into two claws, and went straight to Ye Tan's eyes.

"Click!"

Ye Tan's movements were faster, and the sound of the bones of his throat and cervical vertebrae shattering sounded!

The old man's dilated pupils remained terrified until he died.

Ye Tan's right knee slammed into the top, and the old man's corpse flew up like a kite and smashed directly into the bodies of the two Ah San in the back.

The whole process of killing takes less than 3 seconds.

Ah San, who was left and right, couldn't see what was going on at all.

If they are at the same level, these three yoga still have several times the advantage. With both hands and feet and a head, the strange movements make people unguardable. But in Ye Tan's eyes, he is just a little stronger than an antfly.

These Ah San who are in the way are really annoying. Of the remaining 7 people, each Ye Tan just threw a punch and brutally smashed their throats.

Fifteen seconds later, Ye Tan was on his way to the hospital again.

Suddenly, a fierce murderous aura locked on Ye Tan.

Stopping, more than 30 samurai, holding sharp katana swords, rushed out from all directions.

Ye Tan shook his head, not bothering to pay attention to these warriors who were not afraid of death. A silver sword appeared in his hand out of thin air.

There was wind under his feet, a burst of lightning-like movement, Ye Tan's silver sword, where it passed, there were big heads, and in an instant, their heads were in different places.

When the blood was filled, Ye Tan, who had not been stained with blood, was already more than 500 meters away.

"Huh?"

Feeling the shadow flashing quickly in front of him from a distance, Ye Tan opened his perspective eye.

"Hehe, did you get it?"

Looking at four or five masked ninjas dressed in black and carrying katanas, one of them had 5 penicillins in his arms. Ye Tan turned around and quickly chased after him.

The four or five ninjas were very alert, using the surrounding objects as cover as they quickly jumped and moved, and looked back from time to time.

"Pier 6, Warehouse 14."

Seeing them enter the warehouse, Ye Tan secretly shook his head. Compared to these ninjas, this is the gap. It seems that the establishment of a full-fledged intelligence network will not be achieved overnight.

"I hope Ah Hong will grow up as soon as possible."

Ye Tan knew that if he didn't have the experience of the later generations, he wouldn't do much better than Jing Hong. However, a deflated San and an Annan monkey, plus a devil, were in the same stream, and they dared to challenge him Ye Tan. If there was no one behind him, Ye Tan would not believe it.

"Xinben, those foolish Chinese, are they still in the four warehouses?"

As soon as he entered the warehouse, a ninja led by him removed the black scarf from his bottom and asked the young man who was in charge of closing the door.

"Wu Benjun, the Ghost Lord of the Tibetan Palace said, don't pay attention to those stupid Chinese. The key is that Ye Tan. Also, the 30 samurai we sent out may not come back. ”

Xinben lowered his head and said respectfully.

"Tell the Ghost Emperor of the Tibetan Palace that the things have been brought back, and it went very smoothly. It seems that Ye Tan is not as powerful as everyone says. Adults make a little tricks, and we lead them by the nose. ”

Takemoto said as he handed the five sticks of penicillin wrapped in a white scarf to the letter.

"Hey!"

As if he had seen a holy relic, he bowed his head and respectfully took penicillin with both hands, held it high above his head, and turned into the secret room behind the warehouse.

Ye Tan opened the perspective eye, and in the secret room, the so-called Tibetan Palace Ghost Emperor was only in his early 40s. A few arts, are helping him with massage.

"Hunting clothes?"

Ye Tan's gaze fell on the clothes on the hanger. This is a costume unique to Onmyoji.

PS: Ask for recommendations, ask for collections. Not much to say. Not in the state these days. Poorly written.