Back to the last moment, when Brother Lei just called out to Yang Fan, as soon as his voice came out of the vault, the two robbers guarding the door heard it.

After glancing at each other, just a simple eye contact, the two understood each other's thoughts.

Quickly press the switch on the micro-communication device on the ear to turn on the call on his side to all his teammates, and then the robber with a light machine gun in the two of them walks in front, and the one behind aims in front of the former to prevent a sneak attack.

Bypassing the half-open superalloy gate, the robbers in front happened to see Yang Fan's sharp eyes when he raised his head.

His eyes also noticed the situation in the vault, and at this time, as an experienced robber, before he could fully react, he followed his subconscious reaction and directly raised the muzzle of the gun and fired.

Originally, Yang Fan could have avoided it completely, but his purpose was not just to come in and kill all these robbers, so he couldn't turn a blind eye to the hostages behind him, if he dodged, these hostages would inevitably suffer heavy casualties.

Yang Fan, who had made up his mind, suddenly sank down his body and began to mobilize the qi in his body.

The next moment, the bullets that flew slowly became slow in his eyes, his eyesight and reflexes rapidly improved at this moment, and even the sparks of the bullets flying out of the muzzle and the trajectory of the bullets caused by their friction against the air in flight were clear in his eyes.

The hands surrounded by qi are covered with a transparent film that is imperceptible to the naked eye.

As if slowly, Yang Fan's hands took the bullets fired at him one by one at a speed that the other party could see, and the strange and huge sense of difference that was fast but able to see each step made the robber who shot the bullet feel dizzy.

Rich experience is indeed extremely valuable in many cases, and this robber actually restrained the uncomfortable ** at this time and continued to shoot.

When he temporarily restrained Yang Fan, he finally reacted.

"Let's go! He is a high-level martial artist who can catch bullets with his bare hands! Hearing the warning from his teammates, the robbers behind him flickered their eyes and withdrew, while all the other robbers learned the news through their communication devices.

There were only so many bullets from the machine gun, and in order not to be killed, the robber was ready to retreat while shooting.

Facing the oncoming bullets now, Yang Fan used his right middle finger to condense a large amount of qi and flicked it violently.

In an instant, the tip of the bullet deflated, and the completely deformed bullet returned at a faster speed than the rate of fire under Yang Fanqi's wrapping.

The robber, who had already stepped out of the vault with one foot, was shot through the center of his eyebrows by Yang Fan's bullet and killed with one blow.

The gunfire that rang through the vault finally stopped, and only the hostages inside hugged themselves and sobbed quietly.

Glancing at these hostages who didn't dare to make a sound, Yang Fan let go of his hands, and under a "ding, ding, ding" sound, completely deformed bullets fell from his palms.

Ignoring these hostages, Yang Fan walked towards the door, but when he walked by himself, he still explained his plan as he walked: "Now I will fight the remaining robbers, I will close the door of the vault, you just stay inside and wait for rescue!" ”

Looking at this figure like a god descending from heaven, everyone's hearts were full of gratitude, worship and envy, until the door was closed, they finally recovered, and then under several leading organizations, they tied up Brother Lei and Xiaohai, who were not dead, and then they could only wait for the outcome of the matter with peace of mind.

The door of the superalloy was completely closed, and Yang Fan was also relieved, and then he could finally fight without scruples, and the kind of restrained attack that always needed to estimate the lives of others really made him unaccustomed.

Although the cultivated qi can block bullets, the consumption in this is not ordinary, and the three of these robbers in the passage should be masters of combat fighting, and their boss is likely to be a real martial artist.

The lights in the corridor at the entrance of the vault suddenly went out, and the sudden darkness made Yang Fan's eyes unable to adapt for a while, and at this moment, two bullets shot directly towards Yang Fan's eyebrows and throat.

Beyond the senses of ordinary people, he found the bullet when it was just discharged, although he could not dodge it in time due to the influence of his eyesight, but Yang Fan still used his condensed hands to catch the bullet up and down.

A pitch-black dagger stabbed at Yang Fan's waist, and with his perception of the air current, Yang Fan, who was just able to block the bullet with both hands and could not attack the opponent, had to dodge the attack sideways.

As soon as he recovered, Yang Fan was ready to deal with this sneak attack first, who knew that every time he moved, the other two people would be able to use the bullet to cooperate with the third person to block his attack.

Although Yang Fan cultivated qi, he could not reach the point of circulating his whole body, and the place where there was no qi to protect was directly hit by a bullet, unless he was a master of cultivating **, it would be difficult for other people to be intact.

Yang Fan, who was forced back by two bullets again, was also annoyed: "It's not okay to go on like this, I'm completely at a disadvantage in just a few seconds of confrontation, I don't know what's going on outside at this time, it seems that I have to deal with these three guys quickly!" ”

Reaching out and taking out two crumpled red tickets from his pocket, while dodging, the index fingers and middle fingers of both hands grabbed the middle of the red tickets and squeezed them to both sides, and the qi attached to the fingers made the paper unusually flat.

Hold a red ticket between the index and middle fingers of both hands, and the rich qi forms an invisible membrane along with the fingers attached to the red ticket.

Again, the bullet came, feeling the direction of the other party's bullet, and suddenly threw out the two red tickets in his hand.

After the attached red ticket was thrown out by Yang Fan at high speed, it seemed to become a blade that could cut through the air, and even the bullets fired by the other party to block the red ticket were cut through the middle like tofu.

Without resistance, two red tickets, each slit the throat of a robber.

Letting go of the pistol in their hands, their hands squeezing the blood-spattered necks with their hands, the two experienced criminals with excellent marksmanship widened their eyes and mouths wide open, and lost their life after making some inexplicable "uh-uh" sounds.

Without the restriction of two gunmen, the remaining robber would not be able to pass a few moves under Yang Fan's men.

With two fingers in his left hand and two fingers in his hand, he reached forward with the index finger of his right hand, and the robber who had just been active in the darkness for a few seconds also followed in the footsteps of the previous ones.

Inadvertently, his finger touched something on the other party's face, and then Yang Fan smiled: "It turned out to be night vision goggles!" ”

Crushing the night vision goggles that the robber was wearing on his head, Yang Fan walked along the dark passage towards the outside.