Then he waved his hands.

Countless fragments shot out quickly.

Plop, plop, in a series of sharp sounds, dozens of bats were all pierced and fell to the ground.

Before Ye Fan could stop, he swiped his left foot again and nailed a dozen rats and four-legged snakes that were coming towards him.

"Protect Mr. Ye!"

Shen Hua shouted.

Everyone was busy shooting together.

"Bang, bang, bang--" His vision was blurred, gunfire roared, and ammunition poured out like running water.

Bullet casings fell all over the ground, and bats, rats and four-legged snakes fell to the ground one after another.

Blood flowed all over the floor.

The roar of gunfire and the roar of poison were intertwined, and mixed with the crazy and trembling shouts of the diners.

As bullets continued to fly, poisonous creatures fell one after another.

No matter how ferocious it is, it can't withstand bullets, and blood and minced meat keep splashing in the air.

Not long after, nearly a thousand poisonous creatures fell to the ground, which was even more hateful than the real hell.

"Whoosh whoosh!"

But before Shen Hua and others could be happy, a cold flute sound came from the door.

Then thousands of rats, bats and four-legged snakes poured in through the door.

Behind them are six women in black robes, holding flutes to control the movements of mice and bats.

Behind the six women in black robes, there was a man in red robes, with his face covered and leaning on a cane, appearing like a ghost.

He slowly approached and said in a long voice: "Is Ye Aniu here?"

Looking for your own?

Ye Fan was stunned for a moment, then stood up and shouted: "I am Ye Aniu, who are you?"

"It's good that you are here, lest I kill the wrong person."

The man in red robe didn't say anything nonsense and tilted his head slightly: "Kill!"

Six women in black robes immediately started playing the flute.

Urgent and poignant.

"Ouch!"

Rats, bats and four-legged snakes suddenly rolled in and pounced directly on Ye Fan like snowballs.

Shen Hua, the others, and all the diners were all in despair and were done for.

"Ding——" At this moment, a string of piano sounds suddenly came from upstairs, piercing the poisonous smoke, piercing the void, and piercing the eardrums.

Thousands of bats and mice stopped charging instantly, and each one stagnated in place as if they had been tapped.

There was blood oozing from their mouths and noses, as if they had been severely injured.

"Ding——" Another string of piano sounds floated over slowly and quickly.

It was like the hand of a death god, strangling the hearts of six women in black robes... "How dare you, a mere Shenlong Xiaoxiao, be so presumptuous in Wangbei Teahouse?"

A bohemian, arrogant and contemptuous voice hummed from upstairs: "Die!"

The next second, there was another ding, and a string of piano sounds shot out.

Bang bang bang! All the rats and bats that rushed into the tea house exploded.
Chapter completed!