Chapter 383

Come on, come on.

Fierce gunfire rang out, Wang Fan struggling for the last trace of strength, toward Murong yu'er.

The bullets hit Wang fan like dense raindrops, blooming a blood mist.

Bright and poignant.

"No Murong yu'er looks at the desperate Wang Fan who stands up to block the bullet for himself. His tears are like the muddy water breaking the dike.

Her heart shakes fiercely for a while, want to reach out to touch Wang Fan's face, but discover to have no strength at all.

Close at hand, but as if the end of the world as far away.

Out of reach.

But Wang Fan didn't have so many thoughts at all. Looking at Murong yu'er's blood mist and her sad face with tears, he just felt a little crazy.

In the previous war with Commander Qi, he had almost worked hard.

If it wasn't for commander Qi who finally asked him to disperse his vigorous Qi and approached him with a knife, if it wasn't for him who turned his back to commander Qi and cured his broken arm with great speed, there would be no chance to kill commander Qi.

Regardless of the pain behind him, Wang Fan directly hugs Murong yu'er and rolls on the ground.

Come on, come on.

The gunfire is still ringing wildly. The dense bullets are like bombs. The whole villa is full of holes.

At the same time, Wang Fan also took Murong yu'er to the corner.

Murong yu'er looks at Wang Fan's pale face and wants to say something, but her words are stuck in her throat and she can't open her mouth at all.

She did not expect that Wang Fan would block bullets with his body for her. At this time, she has no hatred for Wang Fan, some are just moved, and some are not clear about the complex emotions.

"Don't speak, don't move, hold back." Wang Fan said to Murong yu'er, clapping her right hand, a bullet flew out in an instant, and then Wang Fan took out a silver needle and pricked her up quickly.

Before long, Murong yu'er's wound was stopped, feeling less painful.

After saving Murong yu'er, Wang Fan clapped his hands on himself.

Hiss, hiss, hiss.

Under the surging of internal force, his whole body seemed to become a spitting machine. A series of bullets flew out of his back and lifted a series of blood mist.

As a strong man, his skeletal muscles have been strengthened to a terrible level. As long as he doesn't hit the heart, brain, throat and other key parts, he can't die at all.

If it's a congenital strong person, the bullet can't even penetrate the congenital vigorous Qi, then it's even more abnormal.

Outside, commander Qi's subordinates had rushed in like wolves, one by one, with guns in their mouths, shooting wildly, just like poor and ferocious murderers.

Although commander Qi ordered them not to come in, commander Qi's fall still caused their madness.

These people are the most sincere people under commander Qi. Commander Qi is their belief. How can they not be angry when their belief falls down?

Looking at the dead commander Qi, who fell to the ground, his throat sprayed with blood mist, their faces became crazy.

"Get out and kill our commander. None of you can leave alive today. All of you are going to die!"

They were frantic and angry, mixed with a series of dense gunshots.

Bullets, stones and earth flying, Wang Fan in front of the wall were hit with holes, as if a few more shots will burst.

Wang Fan holds Murong yu'er in one hand and fastly sticks a needle on his body in the other hand, racing against the clock.

If he hadn't been injured, these fierce men would have been cannon fodder, not worth mentioning at all.

But now, they have become the God of death, a careless, will take away Wang Fan's life.

"I'm not afraid. Before I die, let me see you again. You've got my body. I haven't even taken a good look at you. I want to remember your appearance clearly, and I will take revenge on you in the next life. "

Murong yu'er is held by Wang Fan. Her pink lips are leaning against Wang Fan's ears. Her red lips are gently lifted and a long voice is heard.

Wang Fan's heart was shaken, his eyes suddenly became firm, "don't think, don't talk, we won't die, I'll take you out."

He said, suddenly holding Murong yu'er stood up, a right hand, flutter is a few shots.

Several fierce men in front were shot instantly, and a blood hole appeared on the brain door, which burst out the blood mist that made people palpitating.

This sudden change, completely shocked the other 20 or 30 fierce men, they subconsciously began to retreat.

I thought that Wang Fan was at the end of the crossbow. I thought that Wang Fan had been shot by random guns. Even if he was not dead, he was dying. Why did he launch such a crazy counterattack?

"Death

Wang Fan, holding Murong yu'er in his arms, showed his head from the corner. His fingers buckled repeatedly. With the dense and harsh gunfire, another group of fierce men fell down.

The whole villa hall turned into a human purgatory, with countless casualties.

Click.

When Wang Fan's gun was shot out, the fierce men had fallen down and bled to the ground.Wang fan is like a killing God. The God blocks the killing God and the Buddha blocks the killing of the Buddha.

His body is also covered with blood, some of which are his own and others', but most of them are sputtered from others.

Murong yu'er, on the other hand, closed his eyes and allowed Wang Fan to walk in his arms.

"Go away! Those who stand in the way, die

Wang Fan's voice is cold and heartless, where he passes, the blood is everywhere.

The fierce men raised their guns to shoot, but they were dodged by Wang Fan, and then they were faced with the fierce attack of Wang Fan.

In just two minutes, the fierce man in the villa was killed. Wang Fan picked up a few guns, carried them on his back and stepped out of the villa with Murong yu'er in his arms.

He knows his own business, and he can hold on for ten minutes at most. After ten minutes, he will become a pool of mud.

In the previous war with Commander Qi, he was already at the end of the storm. Now his fighting power is still so fierce because he pricked his acupoints with silver needles to stimulate his potential.

"Kill

"They can't leave alive!"

Outside, when the fierce man saw Wang Fan appear, he shot at him with a gun, but he was dodged by Wang Fan, and then he was attacked like a rainstorm.

Come on, come on.

One by one, the fierce men were shot and fell on their backs. It was like the anti-terrorism elites were abusing vegetables.

However, the number of fierce men is too many. One group will fall down, and in a few seconds, another group will fill in.

Wang Fan's two guns were completely shot, but he failed to find a way out.

Fearless of death!

Wang Fan's arm is also a little numb, forehead and shoulder were shot several times, but not fatal.

He estimated the time, and his heart became heavy.

It's only five minutes. If you can't kill him in five minutes, he'll die here.

"Son of a bitch, kill so many of us, you die!"

"Fight!"

The fierce men watched their companions fall down one by one, and their heads were blasted one by one. They were not afraid, but more crazy.

They have been completely out of their senses.

With the sound of gunfire, Wang Fan was forced back to his villa again, feeling inexplicably agitated.

Are you really going to die here today?

It doesn't matter if he is dead, but Murong yu'er is involved. He really can't bear it!

I thought it was just a passing, and killing commander Qi was a sure thing, but I didn't expect this kind of accident.

Commander Qi's hidden strength, as well as these poor and ferocious mercenaries, completely put him into a hopeless situation.