"Chee—"

Just as the broken knife was swept down by his sleeve, Ye Fan at close range also raised his left hand.

A ray of light was cast.

The old man in black suddenly bounced up when he smelled the danger.

He disappeared from Ye Fan almost instantly.

But a wisp of blood still fell in the air.

The old man in black reappeared more than ten meters away.

He looked at the scratched waist and laughed in anger: "Baby, you can really bear it."

He was very angry and helpless. He didn't expect Ye Fan to have a killer move, and he didn't expect that he could still not avoid it.

How many times has this been, why can't he avoid it?

As long as Ye Fan casts it, as long as he relaxes a little, he will definitely be hit.

This made the old man in black extremely depressed.

Ye Fan ignored it, touched his hair, and then rushed towards the old man in black.

At the same time, he roared repeatedly: "Trust weapon! Kill and kill!"

More than a dozen rays of light flew out.

The old man in black reflexes backwards for dozens of meters!

More than a dozen silver needles fell into nothing.

"Walk!"

Taking advantage of this opportunity, Ye Fan hugged Qingjiu and fled quickly...

"Damn it!"

Seeing that he was fooled by Ye Fan again, the old man in black was so angry that he wanted to vomit blood.

The old man in black completely empathized with Ye Tianri's aggrieved dealing with Ye Fan in the past.

He kicked the silver needle away, his body flashed, and he chased Ye Fan like a sharp arrow.

When he rushed to the exit of the alley, the old man in black jumped and landed lightly on the mottled wall.

His eyes sharply scanned the shadows of Ye Fan and Qingjiu.

Soon, he caught that little red.

Ye Fan was rushing into a large warehouse like a green eagle rabbit.

The old man in black shot in a cold look.

Just after chasing him halfway, he stopped again.

He remembered the explosion of the abandoned yard and the oxygen cylinders in the demolition apartment.

A hint of hesitation flashed across his expression, worried that he would be plotted again after rushing in.

Ye Fan's cunning is everywhere.

Just when the old man in black was struggling, Ye Fan, who had disappeared, returned.

He shouted arrogantly at the old man in black at the door: "Come here, come here, come here and hit me."

While speaking, he also moved an extra cloth shoulder bag on his body.

In the shoulder bag, there are bulging things, and the shape is similar to that of a large grenade.

It seems that Ye Fan has replenished the ammunition.

The green eagle in his arms has a black thread.

"Sir!"

The old man in black shouted softly, raised his leg and rushed over.

Seeing this, Ye Fan ran away with a whistle and kicked the iron gate before leaving.

The iron door closed with a clang.

This loud noise made the old man in black shudder and stopped again.

He looked at the iron door of the warehouse that was so close to him, and then thought about the bulging cloth bags, but finally he held back.

He was worried that he would be bombed again when he went in.

"Woo--"

At this time, the sky roared and thirty-six drones flew over in a team.

Sometimes it forms a personal character, sometimes it forms a single character, and then dozens of red dots cover the old man in black.

Killing intention jumped instantly.

The old man in black changed his face slightly, and then he bounced back to avoid it.

Almost as soon as I left the place, countless warheads with white smoke poured over.

The ground breaks instantly.

Failed to hit the attack, the drone changed its formation again and surrounded the old man in black in a fan shape.

"Ye Fan, I will never let you go."

The old man in black no longer thought about killing Ye Fan, but shot repeatedly to avoid the drone's pursuit.

He has many opportunities to deal with Ye Fan in the future, but he doesn't want to bet on a gamble now and capsize in the gutter.

After a few jumps, he retreated back to the alley, flashed into the cracked gap, and disappeared instantly.

At the same time, Ye Fan also took advantage of the white smoke in front of the warehouse and quickly ran away from the back door of the warehouse with Qingjiu in his arms.

Not to mention fried oxygen cylinders in the warehouse, there is not even a fire stick, only a corn of seven cents per piece.

"Woo--"

Three minutes later, Ye Fan stuffed Qingjiu into a business car.

Qingjiu was slightly in a daze and vaguely recognized that this was his car.

She drove to the dock in the morning to see Ouyang Yuan and Chen Chenxi's cars.

But the loyal female driver is gone.

The weak Qingjiu wanted to speak, but was knocked unconscious by Ye Fan's palm.

Then Ye Fan tore off Qingjiu's clothes with a thud, and a silver needle flashed out and thrust down...
Chapter completed!