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

Chapter 1253

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"careful!"

Tang Shi'er and Secretary Jiang roared in unison, grabbed Abe Ichiro and threw him back.

At the same time, several Tang Sect bodyguards were pulled across in front of him.

Abe Ichiro let out a muffled grunt, and it was painful to fall on the floor at the door.

Secretary Jiang strode forward and stood in front of Ichiro Abe.

"Whoosh whoosh—"

At this moment, hundreds of blades flew towards him.

A dozen Yang Kingdom warriors roared, drew their knives and slashed wildly. After a loud bang, the blades flew around and fell.

However, their bodies were also spattered with blood, and they took a few steps back.

There are a few extra blades slipping through the chest.

More than a dozen people screamed, fell to the ground holding their samurai swords, and lost their movement after twitching twice.

There is no doubt that the blade is smeared with a poison that seals the throat when it sees blood.

Then, the killer threw out the handle of the umbrella in his hand, shooting and killing the guards of Tangmen who were going to meet Secretary Jiang and the others.

A pile of flames exploded from the handle of the umbrella, preventing Secretary Jiang and Ichiro Abe from withdrawing into the nursing home.

The pungent smoke from these fires that could not be extinguished by the rain also made it impossible for the elite of the Tang Sect to rush out to support them for a while.

What shocked Tang Shi'er and the others the most was that several flames rose up in the nursing home, scattering the Tang Sect's staff.

Just a face-to-face meeting, more than half of the people on Tang Shi'er's side were killed or injured, and he was also caught in a subtle danger.

Seeing this, Tang Shi'er was furious: "Protect Mr. Abe, kill them!"

Secretary Jiang formed a human wall to protect Abe Ichiro.

Tang Shi'er led people to block the attacking enemies.

Ye Fan subconsciously wanted to rush up to help, but Zheng Qiankun grabbed him and retreated to the nanny's car.

Zheng Qiankun shouted again and again: "Young Master Ye, it's too dangerous, don't be impulsive, don't be impulsive."

He grabbed Ye Fan's sleeve tightly.

Ye Fan said angrily: "Why are you pulling me? I'm going to help!"

He didn't want to help the Tang family, but if he wanted to ask about Song Hongyan's whereabouts from Tang Pingfan, he could only show it against his will.

"What help, little ancestor, these are all killers."

Zheng Qiankun refused to let go no matter what: "It's so fierce, it looks like it's well-trained, and it will die with you in its arms in minutes."

"And they are coming for Tang Sect, why are you rushing up to join in the fun?"

"The most important thing is that I brought you to Longshan Nursing Home. If you make a mistake, how can I explain it to Master Yemen?"

"Your father and the others have long believed that I have good intentions. If something happened to you, I will probably be torn to pieces by them."

He begged Ye Fan bitterly: "Little ancestor, I beg you, don't rush up, Tang Shi'er can handle it."

Ye Fan ignored him and was about to help, Zheng Qiankun simply hugged Ye Fan's thigh.

Ye Fan frowned slightly...

"Bang bang bang-"

At this moment, the disciples of the Tang Sect had already reacted, and they pulled out their guns to shoot at the rushing killer.

Dozens of bullets poured over.

The bodies of the four killers rushing forward trembled, and they were smashed into sieves and fell to the wet floor.

Amidst the smoke, a whistle sounded.

Immediately, the killer's formation changed in the back, dozens of people shrank into five teams, and one person in front flashed an umbrella again.

Umbrellas protected their bodies against the wind and rain and rushed over.

Ye Fan was slightly surprised, and secretly said that these killers were well-trained, and his eyes locked on one of the gray-clothed killers.

Wearing a mask, he has deep eyes, tiptoes, fast and agile, like a civet.

Among the charging killers, this gray-clothed killer was not only thin and small, but also very inconspicuous, but to Ye Fan, he looked like a silent volcano.

As long as he needs it, he can definitely burst out with energy.

This discovery also made Ye Fan decide to wait and see for a while.

"Bang bang bang-"

The disciples of Tangmen continued to pull the trigger.

The bullet hit the umbrella with a bang, but although it made the umbrella vibrate, it didn't damage the umbrella surface instantly.

Countless warheads fell to the ground, and pairs of military boots stepped on them.

Ye Fan stiffened slightly, he felt that he had never seen this scene before, and then remembered that Chenlong resisted Song Hongyan's siege.

This is probably an umbrella made of the same bulletproof material.

Could it be that these people are related to Wuyi Lane?
"Whoosh whoosh—"

While Ye Fan's thoughts were spinning, the killer who was getting closer roared, and the umbrella retracted and stretched, and the umbrella bone flew out instantly.

Nearly a hundred umbrella bones flashed away, extremely sharp.

Tang Shi'er shouted again: "Be careful!"

The disciples of Tangmen, who had run out of bullets, dropped their guns and drew their knives with their backhands to block the sharp ribs.

Dangdang, amidst the sound of metal clashing, all the umbrella bones were chopped off by the Tang Sect's elite.

It's just that another wisp of white smoke came out from the broken umbrella bone, causing the six Tangmen disciples in front to groan and fall to the ground.

Toxic smoke!

"Son of a bitch!"

Tang Shi'er was furious, picked up a samurai sword and rushed forward.

The assassins who surrounded him raised their hands again, and more than a dozen crossbow arrows flew over.

They took the quality of the killer to the extreme.

"Dangdangdang!"

Faced with the killer's endless tricks, Tang Shi'er was furious, wishing to strangle them all to death, but he was helpless.

He could only knock down all the crossbow bolts that came to the ground.

The crossbow arrows fell on both sides, as if weeds had grown suddenly, and it was shocking at first glance.

Secretary Jiang and the three Tang Sect disciples never did anything, but just protected Abe Ichiro with indifference.

The old man had regained his composure, watching the scene of the fight with his hands behind his back.

But Ye Fan caught it, and Abe Ichiro glanced this way.

When Ye Fan lowered his head, he also caught Zheng Qiankun squinting his eyes.

The eyes of the two passed by.

Ye Fan frowned even more: Acquaintance?
"kill!"

"flutter!"

At this moment, the disciples of the Tang Sect and the killer were already in hand-to-hand combat.

The killer rushed towards Ichiro Abe desperately, but the disciples of the Tang Sect tried their best to stop him.

All of them were red-eyed, screaming, slashing and slashing with weapons.

All of a sudden, the sound of weapons colliding, the shouts of fighters, and the screams of dying victims continued to resound...

Several killers bypassed the crowd and pressed towards Tang Shi'er, who was on the second line of defense.

Before people arrive, the hidden weapon will fly first.

"Whoosh whoosh—"

Three crossbow arrows flew.

Tang Shi'er brandished a samurai sword to block.

When his arm was sore and subconsciously backed away, a crossbow arrow grazed the outside of his left arm.

He suddenly felt pain and numbness in his shoulder, and then it became a little heavy.

The opponent even wants to kill him!

Tang Shi'er couldn't stop the anger from bursting out in his eyes.

Unprecedentedly aggrieved and angry, he yelled and rushed towards the pressing killer.

"kill!"

Tang Shi'er let out an earth-shattering roar, his face twisted, and the anger in his heart erupted like a volcano.

He swung a knife at the two killers rushing forward.

flutter!
He slashed the killer's head on the left with a knife, and a stream of blood spurted out to show that he had succeeded.

The killer on the left was extinguished and shook his body to fall, but Tang Shi'er didn't have the strength to pull out the knife.

It was during this stagnant gap that another killer had already slashed out, and the blade was directly on Tang Shi'er's left arm.

flutter!The same stream of blood spurted out.

"what--"

There was a bloody mouth on the left arm, and the blood was profuse.

Tang Shi'er roared, and with a backhand slash, he slashed the enemy who had hurt him to the floor.

"Whoosh-"

At this moment, the gray-clothed killer wrapped in the crowd changed his ordinary and inconspicuous posture, and suddenly shot at Tang Shi'er.

At this moment, he seemed to have broken through the ground with a treasured sword, and his sharpness was peerless.

He slashed at Tang Shi'er mercilessly.

The momentum is like a startled rainbow.

Tang Shi'er's expression changed and he swung a saber, the swords intersected in the air, but there was no sound, as if two weapons were stuck together.

Cannot be separated, cannot be evacuated.

In the next second, the gray-clothed killer flipped over, followed the trend, and lightly struck Tang Shi'er's chest with a palm.

Although that palm looked very light and soft, Tang Shi'er's thick chest was pressed down with that palm, and the bones made a dense "crackling" sound.

Blood flowed from Tang Shi'er's nose and mouth like a stream.

Tang Shi'er let out a scream and fell five or six meters.

The gray-clothed killer didn't stop, he shrunk to an inch, drew his sword with his backhand, and stabbed at Tang Shi'er's neck.

"Whoosh-"

Seeing that Tang Shi'er was about to lose his life, he heard a sharp sound coming from behind.

The grey-clothed killer's face changed slightly, and without any extra thoughts, he swung his feet and swung his sword backhand.

With a bang, a stone was shot down by him.

It's just that he also snorted and took a few steps back.

Then, he saw Ye Fan rushing over like a cheetah:
"stop--"

(End of this chapter)