Chapter 1041

"Wait a minute." At the moment when Heba counted to two, Wang Fan could not help but speak.

His voice was a little weak, obviously short of breath, "I can surrender, I can tell you how many people there are on the mountain, but how can I believe you won't kill me?"

"If I tell you what you want to know and you want to kill me in the end, don't I have no place to cry?"

When he heard Wang Fan's words, he could not help grinning.

He is not afraid of Wang Fan's hardness, but he is afraid that Wang Fan will not open his mouth. As long as Wang Fan opens his mouth, his goal will be achieved.

There is another reason why he didn't kill Wang Fan besides wanting to know what he wanted to know.

That is, Wang Fan's strength is beyond his expectation. He wants to take Wang Fan as a hostage and then threaten the dreamer to come out.

According to Heba's idea, it was impossible for Wang Fan to avoid and survive the previous round of shooting, but Wang Fan survived.

That is to say, Wang Fan's strength is not bad even among the congenitally strong in the dream Pavilion.

He can take down Wang Fan as a chip to lure the dreamer to show up.

Of course, he didn't know much about the dreamer. If he knew that the dreamer didn't pay attention to the life of his subordinates, he would not think so.

"What do you want? How can you trust us? Even though I have killed countless people, I am still faithful. If I say one, I will never say two. "

Heba looked up at Wang Fan and asked.

"I don't want to do anything, just one request, let your people move the muzzle of the gun, and then I go out, OK?"

Wang Fan said here, coughing twice, and his voice was even weaker. "After all, I'm going to surrender. It's not appropriate for you to point a gun at me again, right?"

"If I go out and the gun goes off, won't I be wronged to die?"

"It makes sense." Heba laughed. He didn't let his subordinates just move the muzzle of the gun. Instead, he said, "put away your guns. Don't let them go off."

When they heard the order of Herbert, they put away their guns without any nonsense.

"Are you satisfied now? Are you ready to come out? " Heba looked at Wang Fan again and said with a smile.

He was not afraid of Wang Fan playing with a moth at all. In his eyes, in this case, Wang Fan just allowed his fish to exist.

"Of course." Wang Fan slowly showed his head, but the next second, he had suddenly raised his gun and pulled the trigger one after another towards Heba and the people around him.

Come on, come on.

Dense gunfire resounded. Wang Fan shot ten bullets at a time, and nine subordinates of Heba suddenly shot a mass of blood mist. They immediately fell to the ground and died miserably. Only one bullet failed, and one person escaped.

That man, it's Heba.

Wang Fan's face changed at the moment of shooting. He took a small step to the left as fast as he could, and his head deflected. The bullet rubbed against his right brain, only with a layer of skin.

"If you dare to fool me, you are looking for death!" He BA's face suddenly became ferocious. He put the gun away and strode toward Wang Fan.

He was full of murders.

He has killed countless people all his life. He is famous for his evil reputation. Today, he was teased by a mole ant in the dream house. How can he bear it?

These people here are all the experts he cultivated carefully. Now they are killed by Wang Fan. It's just unbearable.

Before, the reason why he didn't let his subordinates into Wang Fan's attack range was not that he was afraid of Wang Fan, but for the safety of his subordinates.

The most important thing is that he has the idea of capturing Wang Fan alive, so he should not be forced too hard.

But he never thought that he would be teased by Wang Fan and kill his nine subordinates in one breath.

I can't bear it. I can't bear it!

He was also shocked. How could the people of dream pavilion have such accurate shooting skills?

With this kind of shooting method, I'm afraid they've already wiped out all the Daowu men on it?

I don't understand. I really don't understand.

Wang Fan did not expect that Heba could evade his own bullets. Looking at Heba with anger, he felt his momentum. Wang Fan's eyelids could not help jumping.

Congenital metaphase!

It turned out to be the congenital middle stage!!!

He immediately stopped the idea of continuing to kill the subordinates of Heba, and directly shot all the five bullets in the gun at Heba.

Five bullets roared in, three were dodged by Herbert, and two hit him.

Even if he Ba is in the middle of his life and has a strong Qi to protect his body, the gun in Wang Fan's hand is not a shotgun after all, but an elite weapon of Dao Wu sect.

Whether it's a gun or a bullet, it's all special.

The bullet hit him, instantly broke the innate vigorous Qi on his body surface, and raised a mass of blood fog.

Although it didn't bring much injury to Herbert, Herbert was injured after all.Wang Fan looked at the scene and couldn't help sighing.

With the fall of his strength, his action can't keep up with his consciousness. If it is the peak period, his five bullets will be fired at the same time, at least four bullets will hit Heba.

Moreover, even if he did not die, he would be seriously injured. He would not be slightly injured as he is now.

Of course, if it's the peak period, Wang fan doesn't need a gun at all. He can kill Heba with a knife.

But now, it's useless to say that.

"Son of a bitch, you dare to play with me, Herba. If I don't frustrate you today, I swear I won't be a man!"

Heba felt the hot tingling on his forehead, and his veins burst out, which made him crazy.

He roars and pours at Wang Fan.

It's like a tiger eating sheep!

How could Wang Fan fight with Heba? He flashed and killed his subordinates directly.

The subordinates' faces changed a lot when they took out their guns again.

Wang fan face their action, the footstep does not have the slightest pause, in an instant already rushed to two of them.

Before the other party came and aimed at pulling the trigger, his hands became a knife and slashed them hard in the head.

Come on.

Two sound, two people's brains were directly crushed to death, Wang fan is quickly grabbed the gun in their hands, rushed to the back of the bunker.

Come on, come on.

Almost at the moment of Wang Fan's departure, a series of bullets had been fired, which made the two men into a sieve.

Wang Fan's heart leaped wildly. He didn't dare to move when he was lying in the bunker. He was afraid and lucky.

The other side's crazy firepower, though fierce, made him very dangerous, but it also stopped Herbert's pursuit and gave him time to breathe.

Compared with the crazy firepower of the ten subordinates of Heba, Wang Fan thought Heba was more dangerous.

Through the fire pause gap, Wang Fan holding a double gun, launched a reflection.

He originally thought that with these two guns, he could shoot the remaining ten people and even bring heavy damage to Heba.

But Wang Fan did not expect, two guns add up to only seven bullets. Don't hurt him. He can't even kill all his subordinates.

Another seven people fell to the ground and died miserably. Heba became more and more crazy. The other three also became hairy.

But they soon found out that Wang Fan had no bullets.

In their heart a joy, regardless of everything to continue to raise the gun, posture will be shooting.

But at this time, Wang Fan has already thrown out the double guns in his hand.

Two people were shot with two guns, their heads exploded, and they died immediately. The other shot several bullets.

Every inch of Wang Fan's muscle is tight to the extreme. With the sense of danger and Ling min's body method, he dodges the bullet and dodges to the last person in an instant.

The man's face changed wildly. He grabbed the gun and wanted to hit Wang Fan. But Wang Fan grinned. His hands suddenly leaned forward, grabbed his head and twisted it.

Click.

His neck was broken and he died.

At this point, twenty-one cadres and generals of Heba were annihilated.

Wang Fan killed the last one, and then he looked back at Heba, with a strong killing in his eyes.

King to King!