Chapter 235 Bloody House
Chapter 235 The house is full of blood
What should I do if I am in a weak position?
The answer is actually very simple, it is: rely on equipment!
This is the one that can quickly narrow the gap between the two. Ye Fan made this judgment in an instant, fighting against the four elders with one hand, and waved his other hand, and white teeth and then turned over and white light flashed.
"Hahaha!" The old man who was fisting with Ye Fan laughed loudly, full of contempt at the white light that Ye Fan waved. Then he saw the white light passing through his arms, and his hands had already separated from his arms.
The aura of the four people was strongly impacted, and the old man's arms were like an open fire hydrant, but what he sprayed out was not water, but blood.
Ye Fan dodged the blood dragon head, staring incredible eyes like an old man.
No one knew how much blood was sprayed out in an instant under the strong urging of this breath. He only knew that the whole room was covered with a bright red color. The old man's face turned pale in a blink of an eye, and the surprise in his eyes was covered by a dry color of lights. He opened his mouth, but he didn't say a word and fell to the ground.
Ye Fan was stunned for a moment and said sneeringly: "Why don't you hide?"
Ye Fan cut down this knife just to get rid of the dilemma of entanglement of breath. He thought that the old man would definitely shrink his hand if he continued this knife. However, he didn't expect that the old man was so stubborn and would rather be cut off than compete with him?
After Ye Fan muttered, the other three old men who were completely dead came to their senses.
Why didn't the old man hide? Of course, it was because his arms were protected by something. If it weren't for that super powerful weapon, how could he be so easy to slash him?
But now, it is not like slashing, but just removing the hand. Moreover, the blood was sprayed wildly, even the savage could not resist the old age and weak body. In an instant, it completed the process of dying of excessive blood loss and death.
The remaining three old men looked terrified. At this time, they didn't care about being sad for the dead. After living for so many years, they could tell when to do what. Ye Fan's aura was so strong that it was the joint force of the four of them that could suppress it. Now that one is missing, they are not Ye Fan's opponent.
The three of them took a step back and stood in the shape of "character". Two of them were in front and one behind. An old man in front of them said in a deep voice: "Is that dagger white teeth? How could it be in your hands? Who are you?"
Ye Fan was still staring at the old man's corpse on the ground, and suddenly looked up after hearing this, and immediately felt that the situation in front of him was a little wrong. The three guys were two in front and one behind, the two in front were like a wall to block their people and their sight, the one behind...
Just as he thought of this, the two old men in front of him had already pounced on him desperately, and the one who was at the end rushed towards the exit of the room.
You must not let him go out! Otherwise, he would definitely be exposed. Ye Fan only had this idea for a moment, and he had never thought that the current situation was difficult to recover.
He tried hard to make a ripple. This was probably the fastest time Ye Fan had learned this move. The two old men felt that they had a flash of sight, and the target they were rushing towards was already air. Ye Fan had already walked behind the two of them in a flash.
The two of them felt a crazy aura behind them. They quickly turned around and saw a white light in Ye Fan's hand.
Shoot and kill!!! The extremely powerful white teeth rushed away. The old man who rushed towards the door was not ready to attack after changing defense. When he felt the breath was strong, he thought that Ye Fan and the two were fighting. He subconsciously looked back and saw only a ball of white light wrapping him up.
If you just learned the White-Year Soldier, Ye Fan must have lost his hand and shot him with the wall.
But now, it has been so long since I learned this trick. When I was by Qingling, I often had nothing to do and Ye Fan did not have enough time to study it.
Nowadays, the White-Take Extreme Soldier will no longer let go like a flying knife.
Simply put, with the previous rough technique, Ye Fan changed the overall shape of the white teeth, so he shot out.
Now, with the sophisticated technology, the form of the White Teeth Super Soldier can be maintained only at the blade. In this way, the White Teeth does not have to fly away from her hands, and can control the distance and range of shooting by adjusting the breath. Moreover, because the range of the Super Soldier is reduced, the required breath is also greatly reduced. Compared with the past, its power has decreased, but its practicality has been significantly improved.
The only thing that has not changed is that the aura required by the White-Our Extreme Soldier is too strong to keep it in this state with the breath. Therefore, the White-Our Extreme Soldier is a temporary explosive weapon, and unlike Ye Ping and the others, if the weapon is not separated, it can be sustained.
He was shot to death by White Teeth in front of him, and there was no need to say much about the consequences of the old man.
Ye Fan's scalp also felt numb, and in a blink of an eye he had already killed two of them.
This time the murder is completely different from the situation where Ye Fan took ruthless actions.
In the past, when his life was threatened, he would kill him to remove the other party, so even if he had a burden on his mind, he would be eliminated quickly.
This time, in order to complete the task and realize his important mission, Ye Fan shot and killed the old man just now. His head was a little unsteady for a moment. He felt a little confused.
The only two old men left were completely calm at this time, and looked at Ye Fan carefully up and down, left and right.
"What to do? What to do now?" Ye Fan was at a loss. "The current situation seems to be the only way to kill these two. Killing is not a difficult task, but he destroyed the four senior executives of Xu Ling at once. How can I explain this to Qing Ling? Isn't this a big exposure?" Ye Fan finally realized this more profound problem and lost his mind for a moment.
"Pseudoform? White teeth? Ripples? And the move just now seems to turn White teeth into a militant force? Who are you?" an old man asked in a deep voice.
Ye Fan had no words, and now he only had three words in his brain: What should I do!
"We are not your opponent." An old man smiled. "When we are old, we still have no good ending. This is probably the fate of a craftsman." The topic suddenly began to be heavy, and it suddenly shifted to the discussion of life.
"We no longer care about what purpose you came here for. Because we are powerless to stop it," said an old man.
"Yes, dead people can't do anything." Another said.
"We just want to know, who are you?"
"Ye Fan..." Ye Fan hesitated for three times and vomited out the truth, because he had no idea at this moment. When he had no idea, the truth was the only choice.
"Ye Fan!" An old man seemed a little surprised, "I seem to have heard this name frequently in the past year."
"You did a lot of things." Another old man nodded.
"But everyone clearly says you're an idiot?"
Ye Fan felt like shooting these two guys immediately.
"Of course they were all wrong. It is impossible for idiots to practice the technique to this level!"
Ye Fan blushed a little. Most of his skills were passed down to his breath by his father. However, in addition, he was also a little proud because most of his skills were studied by himself and summed up by practicing.
"Okay, very good, young and promising..." The two old men seemed to mutter in unison.
Then, one old man fell down, and the other old man fell down too.
Ye Fan was shocked and quickly stepped forward, took two steps and stopped again. Is there a fraud?
"It's so miserable that you killed." An old man was still breathing a sigh of relief and glanced at the two of them who left first. One broke up with his hands and the other made a sieve. The only thing in common was the bloody color. It was a romantic house like blood.
"You two..." Ye Fan was no longer suspected of being cheated at this time. When he rushed over quickly, both of them had already died. What method was used? Ye Fan didn't know.
"I haven't decided whether to kill you..." Ye Fan murmured. Four more lives were on his back.
But what should he do next is what makes him even more nervous.
As a result, the more he was afraid of the trouble, the more he was. Before Ye Fan could figure out what to do, he knocked on the door twice, and then he walked in without waiting for the reply inside.
Qingling! The person Ye Fan didn't want to see the least. Liao Tao was followed by.
It seems that at this point, I can only kill Qing Ling and run away... It turns out that the ending of the matter has long been expected. Ye Fan smiled bitterly, held Baiya tightly, and was ready to take action. He just waited for Liao Tao to give in quickly, but he didn't want to shoot him together.
When they entered the house, Liao Tao and Qing Ling were both stunned.
In the dim room, there was a pungent smell of blood. Four corpses were lying on the ground. Ye Fan was covered in blood, holding a white-toothed dagger in his hand, glaring at this side full of murderous slaughter.
"What are you doing?" Liao Tao first asked.
Ye Fan did not make a sound, and urged Liao Tao to get out of the way quickly. His White-Toothed Soldiers have not yet been trained to the point where they can gather.
Liao Tao did not move, but Qingling moved.
Ye Fan was ready to take action, but Qing Ling's actions made him stop temporarily.
Qing Ling hurriedly covered the door tightly.
He turned around and looked at Ye Fan: "What's going on?"
"Uh? They... doubt me..." Ye Fan said the truth again. But the truth this time seemed to be just enough to fool him. Ye Fan suddenly realized that the plan might be remedied.
Chapter completed!