The daughter-in-law's son-in-law

Chapter 1179
The first thousand and 180 second chapters are involuntary
"boom--"

When the taxi fell into the sea, Ye Fan also jumped out of the broken window.

He swam tens of meters in one breath, and only after avoiding the collapsed bridge, he floated out of the gray water.

He wiped the sea water on his face angrily.

Looking at the ruins of the bridge, he felt lingering fear, and he was glad that he found it in time, otherwise the explosion would detonate in the center of the bridge, and now he would probably be blown away.

The amount of explosives that can blow up the bridge is enough to blow him to pieces.

He never expected that there would be a killer targeting him, and he would carry himself to the Baozhu Bridge that was about to be blown up in such a brutal way.

"Who is this person?"

A thought flashed in Ye Fan's mind, he wanted to drag the middle-aged aunt out to ask.

But when he saw the gray sea, he knew that the middle-aged aunt was in danger. After all, she was knocked out by himself and was still wearing a seat belt.

"Ugh-"

Just when Ye Fan let go of his thoughts and was about to swim ashore, he suddenly heard a fishing boat approaching through the dust.

There are many people standing on the fishing boat, holding spear guns, as if searching for something.

Ye Fan was about to call for help, but suddenly felt uneasy, and he instinctively flipped into the water.

"Whoosh whoosh—"

At almost the same moment, dozens of spear guns were thrown over, piercing quickly and hard into the water.

Ye Fan dodged again and again, twisting like a fish, narrowly avoiding the deadly weapon.

Then, he grabbed a speargun with his backhand and threw it at the fishing boat.

Only three screams were heard, and three figures fell from the tumbling fishing boat.

Three people with one shot.

The fishing boat was silent.

They didn't seem to expect that Ye Fan could fight back, and even killed three people with one shot.

Afterwards, they all raised their hands to Ye Fan who plunged into the water.

The sound of a sharp weapon breaking through the air.

The blades shot into the water like snowflakes, with a touch of redness visible to the naked eye.

The blade plunged into the water, cutting out traces.

At the same time, the surface of the water turned red, which looked shocking.

Ye Fan's face changed slightly, and he rolled over to avoid it again, then plunged into the water and tried to sink, approaching the fishing boat as fast as possible.

Ten seconds later, Ye Fan appeared at the end of the fishing boat with a clatter, stretched out his hand to pull on the railing, and jumped up.

At the same time, he waved the Yuchang sword.

"what--"

There were two screams, and the two killers who were looking down for Ye Fan spurted blood from their throats and fell backwards.

Ye Fan took the opportunity to capsize into the boat.

"Whoosh-"

As soon as Ye Fan appeared, eighteen black-clothed killers flashed out of the fishing boat, with one move of both hands.

The crossbow bolts erupted.

"Whoosh whoosh!"

The crossbow arrows covered the sky, shattered the space, and turned Ye Fan's surroundings into the most domineering and dangerous place in the world.

Contrasted with the terrifying sound of the metal bowstring, there is also the eerie whistling sound of sharp arrows piercing the air.

These voices represent the power of the black-clothed killer, as well as his irresistible killing intent.

The sky is full of sharp arrows, and the sky is full of murderous aura. In such a dense attack of sharp arrows, it is difficult for anyone to survive.

"break!"

Facing these more than a hundred crossbow arrows, Ye Fan swung the Yuchang Sword with his backhand, shaking the arrow rain forcibly.

"Dangdangdang-"

The sword light flickered, and countless sharp arrows fell to the ground.

Ye Fan swept away all the dangerous arrows one by one, and his timing and position were quite perfect.

He knew in his heart that no matter how many arrows he had, the only thing that could hurt him was the human body, so he guarded his whole body.

"Duh huh-"

A sharp arrow brushed past his sword hilt, clothes, and calf, but he didn't even look at it, and just cut off the arrow that hit his body.

Not long after, the arrows stopped, Ye Fan was surrounded by sharp arrows, only his body and feet were clean.

The killer in black was in a trance, he didn't expect Ye Fan to be able to avoid even the rain of arrows.

At this moment, Ye Fan was standing among the arrow branches and smiled coldly:
"Come again!"

Without any nonsense, the formation of the eighteen black-clothed killers changed, forming a fan-shaped structure and raising their hands again.

The crossbow bolts were not destroyed in their hands, they used the crossbow bolts skillfully like a butcher slaughtering a cow.

"Top—"

With a flash of light, more than 100 crossbow arrows shot at Ye Fan again.

"Dangdangdang-"

Ye Fan swung his sword again.

He calmly blocked the incoming crossbow arrows, including the arrows that sneaked towards his legs.

Then, he swung his left foot violently, reflecting back more than a dozen crossbow arrows.

The crossbow arrows fluttered and hit the black-clothed killers in front of them, but there was no scream like Ye Fan wanted, just a sound of metal collision.

The black-clothed killer who was protecting his head took two steps back expressionlessly, and then spat out a mouthful of blood, but fell to the ground and died without being hit by an arrow.

The next second, they raised their hands again.

Countless crossbow arrows shot at Ye Fan again.

Ruthless pouring.

"Armor?"

"It's really worth the money."

Seeing that the reflected crossbow arrows had no effect, Ye Fan quickly judged that the enemy had armor.

He jumped up and shot down the crossbow arrows with his fish intestines.

"Whoever blocks my way, die!"

Ye Fan already sensed the aura of a strong man in the cabin, and guessed that it must be the person who plotted against him today.

In any case, he wanted to find out the other party.

Ye Fan snorted coldly, stepped on his right foot, and shattered more than a dozen crossbow arrows.

Then with a sudden sweep, the fragments shot towards the black-clothed killer overwhelmingly.

This time, Ye Fan used [-]% of his power.

A series of screams were heard, and the six black-clothed killers in front were splattered with blood, and fell down one by one.

As soon as Ye Fan moved his footsteps, his body shot straight at the remaining enemies like a cannonball.

Seeing Ye Fan pounce, the rest of the killers in black trembled, subconsciously retreated, and shot two throwing knives.

At the same time, he took out a sharp sword.

"Whoosh whoosh—"

Throwing knives attacked overwhelmingly, as terrifying as locusts.

It's just that Ye Fan didn't pay attention to it at all, and rushed directly through the knife rain, his body floated out of the gap calmly like a fallen leaf.

Extremely arrogant, extremely calm.

"Whoosh-"

When the black-clothed killer wanted to retreat again, Ye Fan had already passed between them, drawing several arcs in his intestines.

The body of the black-clothed killer shook, and he was holding a sharp sword to assassinate Ye Fan, but just as the sword arrived on the way, he heard a "click" sound, and fell to the ground one by one.

Throat spurt blood.

Guts pierced through their armor and slit their throats.

The black-clothed killer's eyes were wide open, and he seemed to be indignant, how could there be such a powerful person in this world?
Ye Fan didn't even look at them, waved his hand to disperse the light dust, and then walked into the cabin.

The cabin is refreshing and smells like lilies.

Ye Fan saw his old friend at a glance.

Chenlong sat at the table, washing the pot and making tea, very kindly: "Brother, we meet again."

Behind him, eight red-clothed killers were ready to go.

"Tsk... Big Brother misses me, just make a phone call."

Ye Fan slowly approached and smiled: "Taxi, bridge bombing, and spear gun, it's a bit exhausting."

"Actually, I don't want to meet my brother either."

Chenlong showed a hint of helplessness: "A helpless person is in the Jianghu, he can't help himself."

Ye Fan narrowed his eyes:

"Did something happen to Tang Pingfan?"

(End of this chapter)