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

Chapter 1609 One Punch, One Punch

The first thousand and 610 chapters one punch one

Hearing that ticking sound, Ye Fan knew that nothing serious would happen.

He rolled out holding Yuan Qingyi as quickly as possible.

At the moment when the explosion sounded soaring into the sky, Ye Fan slapped the ground and ejected.

He felt the turbulent lethality contained in this explosion.

"boom!"

Just as Ye Fan bounced off the ground with Yuan Qingyi in his arms, there was a big hole in the hill.

A large group of flames bloomed in midair.

"Boom! Boom! Boom!"

This explosion is not the end, on the contrary, it is the beginning.

Before the aftermath fell, the explosion rang again intensively, and it was extremely fast.

Countless loud noises merged into a roaring dragon, shaking the eardrums with a huge momentum.

Earth shaking, landslides and ground cracking are Ye Fan's conditioned reflexes.

The flames and air waves rolled and devoured the two figures.

Ye Fan felt like his hair had been burned off.

But what completely changed his face was that a large tent of black smoke enveloped him.

It is like a beast, in the explosion, it continues to expand and expand, devouring the hills, vegetation and people.

The smoke also has a pungent smell.

Lethal gas.

"Young Master Ye, let's go!"

Yuan Qingyi also smelled the lethality of the black smoke, shouted and pushed Ye Fan's chest violently.

Ye Fan was caught off guard, and was pushed by Yuan Qingyi with all his strength, and his body flew tens of meters away in an instant.

He passed through the black smoke directly, and was far away from the center of the explosion.

But Yuan Qingyi rebounded and fell to the ground, being swallowed by a large puff of black smoke.

Ye Fan's face changed drastically: "Tsing Yi——"

"boom--"

When Ye Fan twisted his body and was about to shoot back, there was a final explosion amidst the flames and thick smoke.

All vegetation and stones were overturned, and the entire mountaintop was razed to the ground.

Ye Fan, who rushed back, was thrown into somersaults seven or eight times by the air waves, and more than a dozen holes were sprayed out of his clothes by the fire.

The falling Yuan Qingyi was even more miserable. He was first engulfed in black smoke, and then was lifted more than ten meters high by the air wave.

The rocks and mud also hit the shore like a stormy wave, swishing and swishing on her body!

"flutter!"

Yuan Qingyi spat out a mouthful of blood on the spot, like a broken kite falling to the ground.

Before she could struggle, the earth submerged her with a splash.

Then countless burning plants fell.

Flames are everywhere.

black smoke envelops
"Tsing Yi—"

Seeing this scene, Ye Fan roared, ignoring the explosion and poisonous gas, and rushed back straight.

He rushed through the thick smoke and flames, and slid to Yuan Qingyi's position at the fastest speed.

He swept the burning vegetation away with one foot, and then pawed madly at the dirt with his hands.

The power of this wave of explosions far exceeded Ye Fan's imagination.

Even this is the strongest explosion he has encountered since his debut.

But he never expected that Yuan Qingyi would sacrifice himself to protect him like this.

He was moved but also terrified, worried that Yuan Qingyi would die in an accident.

The flames made his body ache, the poisonous gas made his blood rush, and his skin became red and swollen with poison.

Ye Fan was furious, the enemy's brutality made him murderous.

He gritted his teeth and injected a piece of white awn to dissolve the poisonous gas and wounds.

Then, he continued to try his best to rescue Yuan Qingyi.

"Clap clap-"

Ye Fan's hands were digging like hot wheels, and soil and gravel were splashed everywhere.

His fingers were already bleeding and his arms were burned, but he didn't care, he just wanted to dig Yuan Qingyi out as soon as possible.

After a while, Ye Fan touched Yuan Qingyi's body.

With a flick of his fingers, he swept the dirt off the woman's head, and hugged her out.

Soon, Yuan Qingyi, who was steaming all over, lay in Ye Fan's arms.

Most of the three thousand black threads were burnt, the clothes were torn a lot, and there were still many scars on the hands, feet and neck.

Two ribs were also broken by gravel.

The arrow wound on his back that had just healed spurted blood again.

Mouth and nose are black, poisoning is not shallow.

What made Ye Fan's eyes tremble the most was that half of Yuan Qingyi's pretty face was burned.

Bleeding and gassed.

This made Ye Fan feel a pain in his heart.

For women, appearance is often more important than life.

"flutter!"

But before Ye Fan could recover, Yuan Qingyi straightened up, and a mouthful of blood spurted out from his mouth.

Physical function declines rapidly.

"Tsing Yi, Tsing Yi!"

Ye Fan came back to his senses and shouted loudly.

Then, he unreservedly imported all the white awns accumulated by treating the children of the Wumeng League these days into the woman.

Ye Fan didn't think about his own safety at the moment.

After Baimang lost, Yuan Qingyi's breathing became stable, and his body gradually stabilized.

The burned half of the face also stopped bleeding.

It's just that people haven't woken up yet.

Ye Fan held the woman's hand: "Tsing Yi, I won't let anything happen to you."

"One group, search the east side, and two groups, search the west side."

At this moment, amidst the billowing smoke and flames, Ye Fan caught twelve figures approaching from both sides:
"Three groups, block the children of the Wumeng."

"This big explosion, mixed with the shark mustard gas we got from 3000 million yuan, is enough to kill Ye Fan and the others ten times and a hundred times."

"But the president said that his death must be confirmed."

A hoarse and familiar voice sounded coldly: "I've been busy for so long, I must be complete."

With a shake of his body, Ye Fan recognized who the opponent was.

A powerful warrior of the Arctic Chamber of Commerce, a master of hair extensions, was also the one whose face was smashed to pieces by his own kick.

bear bully.

Following Xiong Ba's command, twelve voices responded in unison: "Yes!"

Then, 12 people wearing gas masks, holding weapons, carefully walked through the smoke and flames.

They searched layer by layer, as if they must see Ye Fan's body.

Xiong Ba also stepped forward to scan.

Half of his face collapsed, and his legs and feet were also sloppy, but he still gave off the domineering aura of a strong man.

"call--"

A gust of mountain wind blew past, the black smoke scattered and the flames dimmed.

The vision of Xiong Ba and the twelve masked men was immediately clear.

There is one more person in front of them.

Ye Fan, who was dressed in tattered clothes and blood spattered from the corner of his mouth, stood not far away like a javelin.

His face was full of murderous intent and fierceness.

"Evan!"

Xiong Ba and the others almost screamed in unison.

They were shocked, unbelievable.

Xiong Ba never imagined that Ye Fan could survive such a big explosion and shark mustard gas.

This is simply not human.

Then, Xiong Ba's face changed drastically and he shouted: "Shoot and kill him!"

The 12 people hurriedly raised their weapons to shoot.

"Hurt me Tsing Yi, go to death!"

Ye Fan roared, and in the next second, his figure flashed, and he disappeared from the sight of Xiong Ba and others.

Before Xiong Ba and the others re-locked on Ye Fan, Ye Fan appeared in front of the first person.

"boom--"

He punched out angrily.

With a loud noise, the enemy was directly crushed by his punch.

Bloody sky.

Ye Fan didn't stop, turned around again, and appeared in front of another person.

Boom, another punch.

The enemy didn't even scream, and turned into a pile of flesh and blood.

Xiong Ba shouted dryly: "Shoot, shoot!"

The remaining ten people pulled the trigger, and the bullets poured towards Ye Fan.

It's just that Ye Fan avoided it with a flick of his body.

Then he appeared in front of the third person, and when the latter retreated in panic, Ye Fan punched him.

Snapped!
The enemy's heart was blown out by Ye Fan's punch.

Then, Ye Fan appeared in front of the fourth, fifth, sixth... No. 12 enemies.

"Bang bang bang-"

Ye Fan is like a generation of killing gods, one punch after another, blowing up the entire Arctic team.

No matter whether it was a gun or a knife, no matter whether the opponent was attacking or fleeing, Ye Fan would punch him directly.

In a blink of an eye, all twelve Arctic elites fell into a pool of blood.

Everyone's eyes are wide open, and they don't want to die. It seems that they don't believe it. There are such terrifying people in this world.

After killing them, Ye Fan turned and walked towards Xiong Ba.

"Ye Fan, you killed my twelve brothers, do you know the consequences?"

Seeing Ye Fanhong walking towards him with red eyes, Xiong Ba raised the gun in his hand and shouted:
"Ye Fan, I am the veteran of the Arctic Chamber of Commerce, if you kill me, the price will be very heavy!"

"The North Pole Chamber of Commerce not only has warriors, money, but also high-tech killing machines, which you can't afford..."

At the beginning, Xiong Ba was still stern and warned Ye Fan, but he probably didn't believe it halfway through, so he turned around and ran away.

He was injured, but he still ran faster than a rabbit.

Soon, he jumped out tens of meters.

It's just that when Xiong Ba was about to call for the blocking team to help, there was already a fierce wind from behind.

Xiong Ba subconsciously turned his head, seeing Ye Fan falling from the sky, stepping on him like a god.

"asshole!"

Xiong Ba didn't have time to shoot, so he could only roar and crossed his hands to resist Ye Fan.

Hands and feet touched, and there was a loud noise.

"boom--"

Countless thick smoke was knocked out.

There was an extra hole on the ground, and Xiong Ba lay on the ground with his eyes closed.

Arms were broken, blood was sprayed from the mouth and nose, and the head was cracked.

"Whoever hurts Tsing Yi, die!"

Ye Fan slowly retracted his foot from his head...

(End of this chapter)