Chapter 152: Break the top and rushed out

White flash! This was the assassination skill of the White Teeth traversing the world back then. As a student of White Teeth, Ying Ye naturally regarded this hand as a trick. Qing Ling could think of this. But she never thought that this move would be used from Ye Fan.

Even though Ying Ye is selfless and teaches Ye Fan this trick to achieve his goal, it is far from being as simple as you and I teach me. Those who practice different techniques have different breathing properties, and even if Ying Ye is willing to teach, Ye Fan may not be able to learn it. In fact, there is no possibility at all. Different techniques will cultivate the same breath, and this probability has not been triggered yet. But all this is true now. Qing Ling was extremely shocked at first, but forgot to consider the others for a while.

On this side, Ye Fan put the white-toothed dagger on Qing Ling's neck with one hand, and quickly took out the air-cut bracelet with the other hand, handcuffing Qing Ling's hands behind her back. Then he shone his stern eyes: "Be honest, don't move."

No one moved, but obviously no one was panicked, and no one even looked at Ye Fan. Everyone's eyes were staring at their boss, Qing Ling's face.

Ye Fan's heart skipped a beat. Looking at the expressions and attitudes of these people, I'm afraid that if Qing Ling said "fire at me", they would definitely have been bombarded with their boss without any pretentiousness.

Sure enough, Qingling sneered and said, "Do you think you can take me as a hostage and walk out safely from here?"

Ying Ye came over and said with a smile: "Where! If you are willing to answer what I asked just now, we will go out by ourselves."

Qingling sneered.

Ying Ye shook her head and sighed: "I have to take you away."

Qing Ling was about to open her mouth, but Ying Ye suddenly reached out to cover her mouth. She waved her other hand at everyone: "Let's go first."

While talking and waving his hand, two thin ropes in his sleeve were thrown out and straight towards the roof. He immediately shouted to Ye Fan: "Jump!"

Ye Fan didn't have time to think about it anymore, and he realized that Ying Ye had already dragged Qing Ling's arm to jump up, so he naturally did not dare to neglect and jumped up quickly.

Xu Ling's bar is just decorated with an ordinary bungalow. No matter how luxurious it is, the roof is just so high, which is still within the slightest jump of the sensation. However, Ye Fan was unsure whether this jump was enough to penetrate the roof. After all, he had never tried it before.

Two ropes flying out of Ying Ye's sleeves pierced through the roof, and the other suddenly hanged down, coiling around the three of them. Ye Fan was puzzled, and he could hear a crackling sound in his ears. After seeing again, the Xu Ling people below were not idle, and they really started firecrackers at the three of them. The wine bottles and glasses flew up, but they were throwing something beside them. A big man roared in a huge manner, picked up the small round table beside him and flew over.

Unfortunately, these things can't pass Ying Ye's rope that was turning around, and the sound of bursting one after another was very lively. Although it was inevitable that there were a few small pieces of them splashing on their bodies, it was no big deal. This little trick could not stop the three of them from casting.

Ye Fan couldn't help but exclaim: "Damn, Nebula Chains!"

Ying Ye's expression was solemn, and she shouted: "Right up her high."

There was no place to borrow power in the air, but for the craftsman, it was not difficult to raise a person. Ye Fan had no time to ask why, so he quickly raised his arm upwards. Ying Ye was obviously also struggling, and Qing Ling pulled up a lot of it. But Ye Fan used his force and borrowed his rising momentum, and his body paused slightly in the air, and then he was about to fall down.

This pause was just a moment of feeling. Ye Fan had passed without having time to worry. There was no need for him to worry about the following situation: he was still flying upwards. The current situation is that Ying Ye dragged Qingling upwards, and he seemed to drag Qingling on the side, but in fact he was holding Qingling tightly, according to the transmission of force in physics, so he was also moving upwards.

When Ye Fan felt that Ying Ye had great power, the three of them had already broken through the top and rushed out. Ye Fan took advantage of the rising momentum and fell steadily on the roof. Looking around, there were two people in the room, which were Ying Ye's two subordinates, and they were still holding the rope that Ying Ye flew up. It turned out that they were pulled up, and Ye Fan woke up.

"It's so dangerous!" Ying Ye patted the gray on his head.

"It's not over yet! Go quickly!" Ye Fan shouted.

The two continued to drag Qing Ling, one left and one right, and jumped straight towards the other roofs.

"I mean it was a dangerous situation when I got in the room just now!" Ying Ye ran and didn't forget to speak.

"Why is it dangerous?" Ye Fan replied, he must show that he has enough energy to run.

"Fucking lucky I just lifted her up, otherwise wouldn't it be my head to open the way?" Ying Ye said.

Ye Fan then understood why Ying Ye suddenly shouted anxiously, "Right up her higher."

When I saw Qing Ling again, the passing head was indeed very miserable. The head was full of soil and grass. Ye Fan and Ying Ye had a little head, but in addition, there were many scratches on Qing Ling's forehead, and the blood was mixed with soil, which was another color, which was much more skillful than Ye Fan's makeup technique when changing hairstyle and wearing glasses.

As soon as several people flew over the two roofs, Ye Fan heard a loud noise. When he turned around, he saw that all the roofs of the house had collapsed just now. Ye Fan was shocked: "Damn, this end is so fierce?"

Ying Ye and his two subordinates rushed over and said to Ying Ye: "It's detonated, it's quite successful!"

Ying Ye nodded, and a total of five people jumped over several roofs, landed in an alley without people, and ran towards the street quickly. At this critical moment, there was no fear of falling from the sky and seeing people, but they were afraid that there would be too many people, causing traffic jams, or something, which would really affect the escape plan.

After leaving the entrance of the alley, the car stopped beside the road.

Ying Ye waved and pushed his hand, and the two men understood it, and immediately rushed to the back seat with Qing Ling, left and right. Ying Ye shouted at Ye Fan and ran to the driver's seat quickly.

Seeing his desperate posture, Ye Fan immediately became nervous and his feet slowed down: "Why, I'm going to drive again?"

Ying Ye was so anxious that he didn't even bother to open the door and rushed in through the open window. But what made Ye Fan anxious was: Seeing that Ye Fan had questions, Ying Ye Li ignored him, so he started the car and drove away.

"Damn!" Ye Fan yelled, and took his legs to chase him. Fortunately, when the car started, he realized that something was wrong. The car had just started again, and the speed had not yet risen. Ye Fan had already caught up in just one or two steps. The windows here were all open, but he knew that he did not have Ying Ye's skills, so he had to run in. It would be good to be stuck in the window. It was probably half of it, and most of it was hanging down and dragged on the ground. Even the car was speeding like this, even the craftsman could not stand it.

Ye Fan felt cold in his heart and did not dare to continue thinking. He simply used the most relaxed method, grabbed the car door with his hand, and pulled it out with force. Ye Fan threw the car door away. It was no difficulty now that there was such a big hole. Ye Fan ran two steps lightly, and he felt at ease and got into the car with a hug.

Before he could sit down, a flying foot was already coming. Ying Ye kicked him down again, still scolding: "My car door! Go and bury it with the damn!"

At this time, Ye Fan's reaction was always extremely fast. Before the person could fly out, his hands had already grasped the position he could catch. Even so, the speed of the car was too fast at this time. After Ye Fan flew out of the door, he immediately floated like a red flag.

The two men in the back row wiped their sweat and said, "Boss, are you having fun?"

The savage was the savage. Ye Fan's breath sank, and his body drifted with the wind immediately sank. His feet immediately ran on the ground. The speed of "ripples" was not slower than that of the car. After running two steps, Ye Fan got into the car again.

But this time he adjusted his posture and kicked Ying Ye’s face with both feet when he jumped in.

Ying Ye seemed to be prepared for a long time, so he leaned back and avoided, lifted his hand up and pulled it. Ye Fan moved his shape and changed his position, and changed from the right to the left to the red flag fluttered away.

Ying Ye laughed loudly and was about to make fun of him when suddenly the corner of his eyes flashed. When he turned around to look at him, the red flag Ye Fan floating next to him was gone.

"Damn, it's really flying?" Ying Ye muttered and looked back, and a "click" sounded above his head. As soon as he looked up, the snow-white dagger pierced through the roof of the car, and it was still moving. After a while, it was already a hole.

"My car!" Ying Ye roared, "Have you brought a gun? Shoot him down for me."

"No, no!" The two men wiped sweating.

"Where is the bomb! Isn't there a bomb?" Ying Ye asked.

"It's used up, it's used up." The two subordinates replied.

Ying Ye didn't make a sound, and suddenly made a very heroic turn. Ye Fan's floating figure flashed in the car window, but the hole in the roof became larger.

Ying Ye was so angry that he had freed up his hand and was ready to make a move. Suddenly, Ye Fan's head stretched out from one side, and he grinned and said, "I'm in! Don't kick me!"

Ying Ye thought about it for a while before nodding: "Okay."

Ye Fan got in and sat back to his seat, Ying Ye was expressionless: "You have to repair the car for me."

Ye Fan nodded: "Okay, okay, please remember it in my account."

Ying Ye held back and didn't make any more effort.

Ye Fan looked back and Qingling turned a blind eye to the farce and sat there coldly.

"This trip went quite smoothly." Ye Fan was so excited that he didn't even make any mistakes in his own work.

Ying Ye smiled.

"Did you plan to flash people from the roof early in the morning?" Ye Fan asked. In this operation, except for the two-person "White Flash", the killer weapon that captured Qingling, which had not changed, all the other plans were replaced by changes.

Ying Ye replied: "I decided only after entering the house. The music in the house is so loud. Although it was turned off later, even the artist's hearing will inevitably be temporarily affected."

"Aren't you afraid of your breath being exposed?"

"There are so many artists in the same space, and I want to find that there are two people who are different in the space level. This is not something that ordinary breath sensitivity can be detected. Just their second-rate minions, whether they can feel the hidden breaths under my two hands is a problem."

"But I didn't see you telling them to go to the roof!" Ye Fan was still puzzled.

"That's all, one look is enough."

"Tacly understanding!" Ye Fan exclaimed, "Where are you going now?"

"Go to yours!"
Chapter completed!