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Item 0071
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Ning Zimo shook her head helplessly. She had no appetite to eat, so she had to smile and said, "You eat, I'm not hungry."
"Then I'm welcome, I'm really starving to death. You can wait until I finish eating before hitting. Don't worry, I eat quickly."
Ye Fan said, just found a machine tool, sat down, and then started to eat dumplings one by one. After two clicks, his mouth was greasy.
"Um... It's just a bit more fat, it's really cheap and not good, but it's okay..."
While eating, Ye Fan was still talking about it with relish, so many people almost forgot what was going on, as if they were really going to a restaurant.
Zhu Xiao saw that Ye Fan was still eating like a okay person, and couldn't help but become angry.
"Really, is your kid a brain-dead? Didn't see that Grandpa has so many submachine guns under my hand?!"
Ye Fan chewed the dumplings and looked up and said vaguely: "I eat dumplings, I have a gun with you, and I have a fart."
"Brother Fan, you eat yours, these traitors, let's clean up!"
Zhao Zhong took out his metal finger cots and took them all together, revealing a murderous spirit.
The opposite Zhang Xiu gently hit the palm of his hand with a folding fan, and said, "Zhao Zhong, although your name as'Blood Claw' is still famous in the Tao, you really think that your bad hand can stop you. Live the bullet? Stop teasing!"
"That is, in the face of the old president, if you all surrender, we can still reward you a way to survive," Aunt Qing giggled.
Zhu Xiao said jokingly: "Zhao Zhong, if you are really good for your master, please persuade her not to struggle to death, hehe... Otherwise, the death will be unrecognizable, and the burial will be ugly."
Zhao Zhong snorted coldly, "Wishful thinking! If it weren't for the eldest lady, I had been betrayed by my accomplices and thrown into jail! It was the eldest lady who gave me the opportunity to reform and re-behave!
My name, Zhao Zhong, was given by the eldest lady, and the fate was also given by the eldest lady. Life is the person of the eldest lady, and death is also the ghost around her! "
Zhao Zhong's words also made the group of loyal loyalists in the back very excited.
"Brother Zhao, we are with you!"
"If you die, die together!"
Zhu Xiao saw that none of these people would betray Ning Zimo. He gritted his teeth and yelled: "Okay! Since you all want to die! Then be buried with Ning Zimo!!! Kill!!!"
Zhu Xiao yelled, and the dozen or so men with guns in black vests stepped forward and lined up in a straight line.
Picking up the gun, opening the insurance, a dozen black hole muzzles aimed at the front Ning Zimo and others.
"Brothers! For the eldest lady, for the Zizhulin, kill with me!!!"
Zhao Zhong regards death as home, and takes the lead to charge.
But at this time, a black shadow rushed out even earlier!
"Miss!?"
I saw that Ning Zimo's vigorous pace was like a black blast, snake-like lightening from left to right, approaching the group of men in black!
"Whizzing!"
Two cold rays shot from Ning Zimo's hands, exactly two flying knives!
"Puff!"
The two most positive gunners stabbed a knife into their heads out of thin air. Neither gunner noticed what was going on, they were killed on the spot and fell down!
The people at the entrance of the third hall, Zhu Xiao and others, were all frightened. 【Literature Building】
No one expected that Ning Zimo dared to rush to throw flying knives with so many guns, such a hundred people!
"Don't be stunned! Hurry up and shoot before she approaches!!" Zhu Xiao shouted anxiously.
Only then did a group of gunmen react. In other words, it was two or three seconds away, but the distance between them and Ning Zimo was only less than 20 meters. If they were approached by a woman, they would not be able to shoot casually. !
"Suddenly!!!!!"
The fire snake of the submachine gun suddenly appeared. Of course, Ning Zimo couldn't get faster than the bullet, so he rolled ahead and hid behind a machine tool!
"Ding Ding Ding!!"
The bullets, like a storm, poured on the machine, collided with the metal, and made a fierce sound of Jin Ge.
Sparks flew everywhere, and the bombs were mad.
"Everyone! Get close to them! They can't use guns anymore!" Zhao Zhong saw that Ning Zimo was deeply in danger, and he was anxious, and quickly led someone to rush over.
But at this time, a figure suddenly appeared in front of them, blocking their way.
It is Ye Fan!
"Brother Fan?" Zhao Zhong didn't know what Ye Fan meant.
Ning Zimo hid behind the machine tool and did not dare to go out. Seeing Ye Fan stand up, Hua Rong turned pale and said, "Ye Fan! Don't stand there! Danger!"
Ye Fan was standing in the middle of the two groups. If a bullet was shot towards Zhao Zhong and the others, Ye Fan must be the first one to be shot.
Ye Fan hiccuped, and said unhappily, "I won't choose time until I finish eating."
"Brother Fan! I know you are good at it, but don't be impulsive! They have guns, we have to go up together and break their formation!" Zhao Zhong shouted.
"No need," Ye Fan said simply.
"Why..." Zhao Zhong was stunned, wondering if there are other good ways for men
Without waiting for them to ask more, Ye Fan suddenly moved!
What is surprising is that Ye Fan did not rush to the opposite side, but turned his head first and ran in front of Zhao Zhong!
"Brother Fan, you..."
Zhao Zhongzheng wanted to ask, but suddenly he felt something in his hand. He looked down and found that it was a box of half-eaten dumplings and... a chopstick!
Zhao Zhong was dumbfounded. It turned out that Ye Fan ran back and asked him to hold dumplings? !
Looking up again, Ye Fan had already swaggered towards the enemy camp.
Ye Fan's footsteps looked very comfortable, he didn't seem to be facing a dozen submachine guns at all.
"Brother Fan, be careful!!" Zhao Zhong and others shouted.
Ning Zimo also mentioned his throat, wishing to rush out to fight with the man, but he was afraid that the man would have any plans and would disrupt the opponent's rhythm when he went out.
"Does this guy... despise us?" When several gunmen saw Ye Fan walk over so directly, they all grinned.
However, just when they thought Ye Fan was here to die, Ye Fan started to speed up.
"He ran here! Shoot him! Shoot!"
Without knowing who shouted, the gunmen started shooting at Ye Fan.
The bullet immediately greeted Ye Fan like the migratory locusts, and the dense bullet rain had already surrounded Ye Fan no matter what.
But I don't know why, Ye Fan's movements were not affected at all, the bullets were like drizzle, without any lethality, let him just pass through.
Another blink, Ye Fan's figure has appeared within easy reach of everyone!
Ye Fan's face was indifferent, as if the same god general, glanced condescendingly at the group of men with guns.
A group of people were frightened by Ye Fan's ghostly speed. Why were they still twenty or thirty meters away just now, and came to them in the blink of an eye
Without letting them think about it, Ye Fan raised the other chopstick that he didn't drop in his hand.
In his hand, the chopsticks seemed to be holding a dagger.
As soon as he approached a gunman, Ye Fan directly thrust his chopsticks into the man's throat!
"Puff!"
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