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

Chapter 2105
Chapter 130 Enemy Road Narrow
When Ye Fan and Han Sizhi talked in a low voice, Ye Fan's ears moved slightly.

There was a message from Dugu Shang.

Ye Fan pressed the Bluetooth headset, didn't look back, just nodded inconspicuously.

Then he hooked Han Sizhi's shoulders and backs, dipped in coffee and wrote a few words on the table.

Then the two laughed and put on their masks to check out.

Almost as soon as the two of them moved, several figures in the cafe seemed to be involved in the thread, and responded to the movements of the two of them.

The western woman who took the selfie also pressed the earphone and shouted a few words in English.

Ye Fan and Han Sixing didn't care at all, they were talking and laughing as they walked through the open-air area to the main entrance.

It's just that Ye Fan walked a few steps forward and then stopped, and there were a few more cars in his field of vision.

One of the cars opened, and Tang Ruoxue in a shirt got out.

She didn't seem to be in a good mood, with a trace of depression and sadness between her brows, she led Aunt Qing towards the coffee shop.

Apparently Tang Ruoxue also came here for coffee.

Ye Fan laughed at himself: What a coincidence in this world.

However, Ye Fan didn't come forward to say hello. Apart from not wanting to expose himself for the time being, Tang Ruoxue was used to colliding with him.

Ye Fan didn't want to argue with her too much.

"Uncle Han, let's go through the back door."

Ye Fan smiled faintly, changed direction with Han Sizhi, walked across the hall to the back door.

Han Sizhi rolled up his coat on his right hand while chatting and laughing with Ye Fan.

This movement of them made the western women's customers narrow their eyes again.

The western woman whispered a few words into the earphone hastily.

Then, she raised her head, with a murderous intent in her eyes, and made a gesture.

It seemed that she had received some orders.

The whole coffee shop became colder instantly, and the staff shuttled back and forth intentionally or unintentionally.

Ye Fan and Han Sixing didn't seem to notice it at all, and they still walked towards the wooden door of the backyard with their shoulders crossed.

Three meters away, the concealed wooden door was clearly visible and within reach.

At this moment, Ye Fan suddenly squatted down.

He looked like he was about to tie his shoelaces.

This immediately attracted the attention of several customers to Ye Fan.

"Bang bang bang-"

At almost the same moment, Han Fourth Finger fell to the ground.

The moment he fell to the ground, he had an extra silenced pistol in his hand.

He fired five shots without a break.

Behind the door, two foreign women screamed and flew out.

The heads of the two men and one woman following Ye Fan and the others blossomed.

The five of them stared unwillingly and lay down on the ground unsteadily.

With a flick of the palm, a short gun fell out.

"Pumppump-"

Han Sizhi didn't stop, and he shot three more shots with his backhand.

Three foreign men poking their heads from the second floor of the coffee shop were shot between the eyebrows almost at the same time.

The bloody hole not only gushed out blood, but also drained their vitality.

Under the impact of the momentum, the three fell from upstairs with a bang, and fell to the ground dead with blood splashed from their mouths and noses.

There was shock in their eyes.

There were also three men and a woman who stood up from the open-air seats, and they were all stunned.

They had never seen such precise and lightning-fast marksmanship.

The scariest thing was Han Sixing's natural sense of danger.

The remaining three felt chills from the bottom of their hearts, but they had no way out!
Even choosing to carry out the task means that it will not rest until death.

Either the target was successfully assassinated by them, or they were killed by the opponent. The killer's way is a cruel way.

So the two foreign men made eye contact and fell to the ground at the same time.

The bodies of the two are almost overlapping.

The vital points of the big man at the back were completely blocked by the people in front, and almost disappeared from Han Sizhi's sharp sight.

This is a tragic way to fight back.

No matter how accurate Han Sizhi's marksmanship was, the bullets could only hit the person in front of him.

And those who are blocked behind can earn time, and then they can shoot Han Sixing in the head.

But they didn't expect that Han Sixing didn't give them a chance.

Han Sizhi didn't change his face, nor did he dodge, and he pulled the gun twice in a row.

"Plop--"

There were still two slight gunshots, there were still two corpses with gun holes, and there were still blood blooming everywhere.

Unbelievable shock flashed again on the face of the last woman.

The accomplice behind was completely blocked, how could he be killed?

Only the companion who died tragically could see clearly.

Han Sizhi shot the front man with the first bullet, and then hit the first hole with the second bullet.

So the first bullet was shot from the former body into the latter's chest under the impact.

This guy is not human!

The two killers who were shot had a look of grief and indignation, and then they died with their heads tilted.

Seeing all her companions die, the Western woman shuddered all over her body!
But the trembling soon subsided, because Han Sizhi's shot had already knocked her head off.

"what--"

This series of changes caused Starbucks coffee chaos.

Countless people screamed, threw away their coffee and ran around.

The crowd was surging, but Han's fourth finger remained motionless, and the muzzle of the gun he was holding was still as firm as Mount Tai.

His eyes also flicked from people who ran away or passed each other.

Soon, a family of three panicked and approached him.

A tall white couple ran towards them pulling a girl.

They screamed again when they saw Han Sizhi's gun, and subconsciously turned around to run away in another direction.

"Bang bang—"

Just as they turned around, Han Sizhi pulled the trigger again.

Just hearing two loud bangs, the Caucasian couple fell to the ground with a bloody hole in the back of their heads.

And the right hands they stretched into their arms also drooped.

They fell to the ground with a thud.

Seeing this, the white girl screamed: "Dad, Mom!"

"No, no! Parents, you can't die, you can't die."

"You killed my father, you killed my mother, I will fight with you, fight!"

She kept yelling at Han Sixing, with a hysterical expression, as if she was indescribably distraught.

It's just that she always clutched a Gucci handbag tightly in her hand.

Han Sizhi didn't have the slightest emotion. He pressed the gun on the white girl and shot again.

"boom!"

"boom!"

At almost the same moment, a warhead shot over, directly knocking down Han Sizhi's bullet.

Then several figures flashed, raised their short guns and pointed at Han Sizhi, while protecting the grieving white girl.

Han Sizhi frowned.

He wanted to shoot again, but found that Tang Ruoxue and his group were not protecting the white girl.

He released the trigger slightly.

Ye Fan, who was squatting on the ground, also raised his head.

"Leader Han! Stop!"

Tang Ruoxue led someone to point a gun at Han Sizhi, and sternly said:
"Group leader Han, I know about Yang Feicui, and you have resentment in your heart."

"But no matter how unhappy you are, you can't kill people in the street to vent your hatred."

"In less than a minute, you killed more than a dozen innocent people. Don't you think it's too cruel and terrifying?"

"Besides, Yang Feicui's sudden death was not entirely caused by her. You can't escape the responsibility either."

"If you had been more vigilant at the time, you wouldn't have given the snipers a chance."

"And Longdu has been kind enough to you, it just confiscated your benefits and dismissed you from your posts."

"You just lost a job, but Yang Feicui lost his life. What are you dissatisfied with?"

"Give me the weapon in your hand and surrender yourself, so that you can still fight for leniency."

"Otherwise you will die here today."

"I will not watch you kill innocent people indiscriminately."

Tang Ruoxue made a strong statement to Han Sixing, and confronted Han Sixing at gunpoint.

As soon as she, Aunt Qing and the others entered, they heard gunshots, and more than a dozen people were killed.

She led people to the backyard and saw Han Sizhi go on a rampage, killing a white couple.

Then he pointed the gun at the innocent girl.

Tang Ruoxue naturally couldn't bear it anymore.

So she shot and saved the white girl.

Tang Ruoxue also regards Han Sizhi as a scumbag who has resentment and revenge against the society.

Han Sizhi didn't respond to Tang Ruoxue, but pointed his gun at the white girl.

But he didn't have a chance to lock the opponent, Tang Ruoxue covered the latter with his body.

Tang Ruoxue yelled again: "Han Sizhi, put down the gun."

"Uncle Han, my own, give me the gun."

At this time, Ye Fan had already got up, and with a flash of his figure, he grabbed Han Sizhi's gun, then approached Tang Ruoxue and said with a smile:

"Ruoxue, this is a misunderstanding, Uncle Han didn't kill innocent people indiscriminately."

"It's like this..."

Ye Fan's gentle smile eased Tang Ruoxue's emotions, and the next second the gun was raised and there was a bang.

He shot off the head of a white girl who put her hand into a Gucci bag.

"boom--"

The white girl's body shook, her head blossomed, and she fell to the ground with tears in her eyes.

Blood everywhere.

"Ye Fan, you bastard, you murderous maniac!"

Seeing the white girl being shot to death by Ye Fan, Tang Ruoxue was startled at first, then furious.

She slapped Ye Fan on the face.

There was a snap, and the slap was crisp and loud.

(End of this chapter)