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

Chapter 1577 Mingyue Has a Good Son

The first thousand and 580 chapters Mingyue has a good son

"Bang bang bang!"

Bullets poured down on Ye Fan like raindrops.

Although Ye Fan didn't raise his head, he could feel the danger, and with a sudden bounce, he was pulled three meters from the original place.

Almost as soon as Ye Fan left the spot, the red bullet hit the hall floor hard.

In an instant, there were seven or eight shocking bullet holes on the ground.

Before Ye Fan could react, the warhead that hit the ground exploded again, spraying out a stream of red flames.

Seeing this, Jiufeng reluctantly hid behind the pillar.

Ye Fan's eyelids jumped and rolled out.

The flames flickered away.

A chair next to Ye Fan was instantly burnt with a hole by the flames.

Extremely anxious.

Ye Fan exclaimed inwardly that these bullets were terrifying, twisted his body, and rolled out again to avoid the subsequent killing intent!
"Whoosh!"

Seeing that the blow was missed, an old man in blue above his head slid down like a snake holding a pillar.

The old man in Tsing Yi was very ordinary in appearance and a little short in stature, but he gave off an indescribable calmness.

It seems that as long as he is there, he can control the situation and stop all dangers.

There's nothing that can't be fixed with one shot, and if there is, it's two shots.

"Bang bang bang-"

The old man in Tsing Yi roared at Ye Fan with a gun in his hand like the Nine Heavens God of War.

The violent bullets were mixed with his killing intent, forming terrifying lines of fire.

All people or objects within the range of firepower were mercilessly blasted into two pieces.

The flames flew in all directions, like lasers, burning dozens of holes in the hall.

All of a sudden, warheads flew in the entire hall, and the red light shuttled back and forth, strangling Ye Fan's living space.

"Whoosh-"

Just as Ye Fan dodged a dozen bullets, a flash of red light flew randomly past his shoulder.

His clothes burned instantly, his shoulders also hurt, and there were traces of burns.

Ye Fan dodged to the side again, and at the same time lifted up a few tables and chairs and smashed them out.

When the tables and chairs blocked many bullets and red light, Ye Fan kicked them out again.

He kicked on the marble table in the hall.

The table weighing several hundred kilograms flew up with a bang, and hit the old man in Tsing Yi who had slipped from the pillar.

"Bang bang bang-"

The old man in Tsing Yi held the gun as steadily as Mount Tai, he didn't panic, he just shot with a gloomy face.

Bullets poured out.

The powerful line of fire directly hit the marble table.

The table snapped into four or five pieces and fell to the ground.

"Bang bang bang!"

The field of vision was widened again, and the old man in Tsing Yi threw Jiufeng back, put on a magazine and continued to shoot at Ye Fan.

The two firearms, which were modified enough to hold 24 rounds of ammunition, were played by him with great proficiency.

While controlling the audience, he chased and killed Ye Fan.

Where the two guns pointed, there were dazzling bullet holes.

The warhead bit Ye Fan one by one.

Yuan Qingyi and the others wanted to rush into the hall to help, but they were also forced out of the gate by a single shot.

Jiufeng took the opportunity to grab a mobile phone and yelled:
"Guards in the backyard, come here, all come here."

He wants to gather his last strength and cooperate with the old man in Tsing Yi to fight Ye Fan.

He himself wanted to charge forward, but he broke his arm and was seriously injured, so he couldn't move his hand at all.

Ye Fan moved his footsteps and dodged again, and at the same time, a light flashed in his eyes.

This guy is really tricky!
This can also prove that he really had a high probability of sniping his mother!

Thinking of this, Ye Fan became more determined to capture the old man in Tsing Yi alive.

Looking at the old man in Tsing Yi who was calmly shooting, and the remnants of the 24 people who rushed to the backyard, Ye Fan quickly displayed the Windward Willow Step.

Like a whirlwind, he whizzed into the midst of armed enemies.

"Bang bang bang-"

The muzzle instinct of the old man in Tsing Yi chased after him.

It's just that all the bullets fired at Ye Fan were avoided, and all hit the enemies behind him.

Five or six people screamed and fell to the ground dead on the spot.

This made the old man in Tsing Yi hesitate in his pursuit, but then he became even crazier.

The bullet hit Ye Fan with a bang bang bang.

Ye Fan didn't panic in the slightest, but calmly darted among the remaining enemies.

With the bullet of the old man in green, he killed the enemies transferred by Longfeng one by one.

Ye Fan is fast, the bullets are fast, the remaining enemies are almost impossible to avoid, and their heads or chests are blooming one after another.

Jiufeng was very angry: "Ye Fan, you are so useless."

He knew that Ye Fan was murdering his heart, using the manslaughter of his companion's death to disintegrate the old man in Tsing Yi's position.

"boom--"

Sure enough, as another enemy's head exploded and fell to the ground, Juying Gunner's face became ugly.

His marksmanship, his mentality, began to change.

"Evan-"

The old man in Tsing Yi finally squeezed out two words with a rare expression.

His eyes flashed a chilling light in an instant.

He waved his arms and made two bangs.

Two black bullets spun towards Ye Fan.

Ye Fan didn't dodge too much this time, and directly grabbed an enemy and pushed him in front of him.

Two black bullets hit the enemy hard!

Ye Fan bounced back to dodge.

Almost at the same time, the enemy hit by the black bullet exploded with a bang, blood and flesh flying everywhere.

Nine Phoenix God spat out a mouthful of blood: "Bastard!"

"Go to hell!"

The old man in Tsing Yi was also angry, and pointed his gun at Ye Fan who retreated into the corner.

Just as he was about to pull the trigger, there was a clicking sound from the gun at the same time.

Out of ammo.

The face of the old man in Tsing Yi changed slightly, knowing that he was out of control and forgot to change the bullet.

Just when he touched the bullet in his waist, Ye Fan bowed his body and laughed:
"It's my turn!"

He bent his knees and stomped his feet, and his whole body jumped up, forcibly stepping on the ground to create a big hole.

The ground in front of Ye Fan was made of floor tiles made of two feet of jade, which was no less hard than granite.

But under Ye Fan's feet, the floor tiles were like rotten wood.

With this foot stomping, the ground exploded.

Jiufeng and the two enemies who supported him were directly shocked to vomit blood, and their internal organs were damaged.

The three fell to the ground with a plop.

The old man in Tsing Yi also twitched his eyelids.

In the next second, Ye Fan flew over and punched out.

"kill!"

The face of the old man in Tsing Yi changed drastically, before he could shoot, he overlapped his hands and roared to block Ye Fan's fist.

"boom!"

When the two fists touched, a huge explosion sounded.

Jiufeng and the others who fell to the ground felt a sharp pain in their eardrums and their eyes went dark.

Like a magnitude [-] earthquake, everything jumped up.

The whole castle was shaken suddenly.

The stone chips on the ground flew into the air with a bang.

There were cracks on the walls, and the glass of the windows was shattered.

Ye Fan maintained a punching posture.

His fist hit the superimposed palm of the old man in blue.

Time seems to freeze.

Then the hair on the back of the old man's head suddenly exploded.

Immediately afterwards, the clothes on his body snapped apart.

His hands were also cracked and cracked.

"puff!"

In the next second, the old man in Tsing Yi spurted blood and flew out, crashing into the wine cabinet like a cannonball.

With a crash, countless good wines fell and buried him in it.

After a long time, he struggled to sit up from the wine bottle, his chest hurt, and another mouthful of blood spewed out.

The ground is mottled and shocking.

"you lose!"

When Yuan Qingyi and the others swarmed in to take down Jiufeng and the others, Ye Fan wandered to the wine cabinet.

He looked at the old man in Tsing Yi and smiled faintly: "You lost!"

you lose……

Three simple words, but it shows that all the persistence and efforts are in vain, and it also shows the tragic ending.

"Zhao Mingyue has a good son."

The old man in blue trembled, raised his head and sighed:
"You son of a general, don't lie to me."

(End of this chapter)