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Text_Chapter 1201 There is another team

"Is it too late to be afraid now?"

When Yang Yunfan saw the remaining three mercenaries, their faces showed great fear, but his heart became increasingly cold.

"Devil! This is a demon, everyone, shoot!"

At this time, Captain James finally recovered from the shock. After seeing Yang Yunfan's actions, he immediately pulled the bolt of the gun, raised the muzzle of the gun, and pointed it at Yang Yunfan to press the trigger.

However, at this moment, he discovered that Yang Yunfan suddenly disappeared!

Yes, she was still in front of him a moment ago, but in a flash, Yang Yunfan disappeared! It was as if he had never appeared before!

This is really weird!

"Left side, right side? None! Could it be, behind?" James couldn't help but turn around, only to find that Yang Yunfan was slowly pulling out a large sword with a hint of curvature from the void.

"brush!"

Yang Yunfan held the sword in both hands, with a cold look on his face. The big sword slashed down hard, with an aura that was about to crush everything! At the same time, the ground under Yang Yunfan's feet also forbeared because of the huge power he exerted.

A deep footprint could not help but be sunk in.

"Tsk!"

Before James could react, the sword roared down fiercely, directly slashing James from the shoulder to the chest!

His strong body did not form any effective barrier to Yang Yunfan's sword, and was split in half by the sword! The next second, there was a "crash", and blood spurted from his body that was divided into two parts.

And out.

"Kaka!" James's limbs twitched twice irregularly. This was because the human body suddenly died, but the neuron cells were still transmitting information, causing the limbs to tremble twice symbolically. However, in fact, he

What is already dead cannot die again.

"What a great sword! It is indeed one of the three famous swords of Japan, the Taisho Sword!"

This sword is the Taisho sword that Yang Yunfan got from Japan. It has never been used in close combat before. This is the first time to use it!

Under the sun, blood slowly dripped from the tip of the Taisho sword. As for its sword, there were beautiful dark clouds and chrysanthemum-like patterns on it. It seemed to be made of the legendary tungsten steel, with Japanese tattoos on it.

The royal chrysanthemum pattern gives people a unique feeling of violence mixed with elegance.

This is a real sword that kills people without blood!

"What a fast speed, what a sharp swordsmanship!"

For a moment, the remaining two mercenaries couldn't help but glance at Yang Yunfan, and their pupils suddenly shrank into thin needles. They were deeply afraid of Yang Yunfan.

Although Yang Yunfan was only holding a long sword, and both of them had machine guns with full magazines, their strength had changed, and they did not dare to shoot at Yang Yunfan. They only thought about how to escape from this devil, get out of here.

Far away, I will never come to China in my life.

At this moment, Yang Yunfan glanced at them and said coldly: "I don't like nonsense. You two, one will die and the other will live. The one who lives, tell me who is the mastermind behind the scenes, and I will let him go. Okay.

Now, you two start to decide for yourselves, who will live and who will die..."

"Bang!"

Before Yang Yunfan finished speaking, one of the white mercenaries had already touched the pistol with his left hand, pointed the muzzle slightly upward, and fired unexpectedly at his companion's head. In an instant, a hole as thick as a finger appeared on his companion's forehead.

, the entire skull on the back of the head was blown away by the bullet.

With a "pop", the man's body fell to the ground.

"It's a very selfish approach! However, only selfish people can live longer." Yang Yunfan gave the mercenary a teasing look, then coldly said: "Tell me, who is the mastermind behind the scenes? Tell me, I will

Let you leave alive!"

"Who are you?"

The mercenary looked at Yang Yunfan with fear, but his eyes were like daggers, and he stared at Yang Yunfan.

"This is an additional question. If I answer it, I may not keep my promise and let you go. Are you sure you want to hear the answer?" Yang Yunfan looked at the mercenary with disdain.

After staring at Yang Yunfan for a while, the mercenary raised his hand and said, "If you don't tell me, forget it. As for the man behind our team, he is a black man from Guangnan named Isiah. He may be

CIA agents and spies in China. They may also be fake identities."

"Isiah..." Yang Yunfan muttered the name, then narrowed his eyes.

He was sure that he had never heard this man's name before, but the American CIA had no grievances against him, so why did it want someone to kill him?

Yang Yunfan was a little puzzled, and then he quickly thought of the Skull and Bones Society. Remembering that he had robbed Alfonso of the Skull and Bones Society's ten years of savings, maybe Alfonso had found someone to plot to kill him, which was not accurate.

However, this is just a single source of information and is not very reliable. It is obviously not enough to use this kind of information to find out the real mastermind behind the scenes. He also needs his own information channels to confirm this!

"Let's go!" Yang Yunfan waved his hand and made way to go down the mountain, letting the mercenary leave.

He is alone. Even if he leaves the Wanhe Cemetery alive, he will be greeted by endless interrogations by the Chinese police and the National Security Bureau. With the monitoring intensity and investigation skills of the East China police, this white mercenary may not be able to leave.

"Do you really keep your promise?"

The mercenary was stunned for a moment when he saw that Yang Yunfan really asked him to leave. Then he saw that Yang Yunfan looked serious and was not lying, so he believed it.

Before leaving, he suddenly thought of something and said to Yang Yunfan: "Let me remind you, besides us, there should be another team."

"Is there another team?"

Yang Yunfan frowned, and then suddenly thought of something.

"No! Qingxue is still on the mountain!" Yang Yunfan suddenly ran towards the mountain.

Qingxue, please don’t let anything happen to you!



Wanhe Cemetery, in front of the tombstones of Yang Yunfan's parents and Ye Qingxue's parents.

A mercenary wearing a tactical vest pointed a gun at Ye Qingxue's head. Seeing Yang Yunfan appear, he showed a cruel smile and said: "That's awesome! He is indeed the ace of the 100,000 field troops of the Southern Hunan Military Region, Colonel Yang Yunfan."

!”

"However, you are still a step too late!"

After the man finished speaking, there was a cold murderous intent in his eyes, he raised his pistol and shot Yang Yunfan three times.

"Bang!"

"Bang!"

"Bang!"

Three gunshots rang out instantly, and three bullets were fired one after another.

"Puff, puff, puff!" The sound of being hit by a bullet rang out, and Yang Yunfan's body couldn't help but burst out three balls of blood.

Blood slowly flowed from the wound.

Yang Yunfan couldn't help but staggered, and he quickly held on to a tombstone to prevent himself from falling.

"Let my wife go! If you want to kill or chop me into pieces, come at me!" Yang Yunfan pretended to endure the severe pain as he spoke. In fact, he was secretly running his spiritual energy to form a protective aura in his body.

The power of the pistol couldn't hurt him much at all.

Although it looked miserable at this time, it was just a flesh wound.

"Okay, I respect you as a man and I will kill you..."

When the mercenary saw that Yang Yunfan was still standing despite being shot, he couldn't help but praise him and wanted to say something.

At this moment, a sudden change occurred!

"brush!"

I saw Yang Yunfan's mouth, and a rainbow flashed instantly, and with lightning speed, it shot through his throat!

"Hoo ho..." He covered his throat and looked at Yang Yunfan in disbelief, but he slowly fell down.

"Today's mercenaries are really rubbish! A person like this wants to kill me?" After saying that, Yang Yunfan stood up as if nothing was wrong. Then, he dug out three flattened bullets from his chest.
Chapter completed!
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