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

Chapter 3457 More Important Things
"boom!"

When Ye Fan exploded the steel door for the last time, he also had dozens of silver needles filled with potion in his hands.

He didn't stop for a moment, and shot at Zha Long behind the railing.

Zhalong didn't dodge and didn't care, he seemed to have accepted it, and seemed to have lost his sense of resistance.

Dozens of silver needles were nailed on Zhalong's body whizzingly, and the needle water flowed down and pierced Zhalong's body.

Ye Fan flicked his finger again, a small ball nailed to the wall exploded, and a puff of white gas filled it instantly.

"laugh!"

The snow-clear gas spreads along with it.

Zhalong didn't respond at first, he just stood behind the steel door and stared at Ye Fan, not knowing what to think or what to do.

But after a while, Zha Long stared at Ye Fan, his cloudy eyes turned blood red, and there was a pinprick of light in the depths.

There was a slight emotional change on his frozen and twisted face.

His hand holding the steel door also started to protrude.

Ye Fan said lightly: "Zhalong, I know you can't speak or communicate now, but you should be able to understand me."

"Listen, you have eight hours of vague consciousness, and this is the last sobriety in your life."

"Make good use of these eight hours!"

"Get it right, you can get back all your blood feuds, your son's death, your collapse, your grievances, all can be recovered."

"If you don't grasp it well, you can only go to hell with aggrieved and unwillingness."

Ye Fan said softly: "The Iron Lady is in the East Hall of the Palace, you should be able to find it, after all, it is a place engraved in your memory."

Zha Long shook his lips with difficulty, but couldn't speak when he wanted to speak, but Ye Fan could recognize that he was repeating the words "Iron Lady".

And every time he repeated it, his eyes turned blood red, and his hatred deepened.

"Take them down and block the eighteenth floor! Quick!"

"Bang bang bang!"

More than a dozen masters in bat coats also rushed over.

They killed the six burly prisoners extremely quickly, and then rushed towards Ye Fan's position like sharp arrows.

It's just that Ye Fan didn't entangle and confront them at all, but dodged into a nearby cell.

He also closed the door with his backhand.

Just when more than a dozen bat masters were slightly surprised, a deep and vicious gasp came from Zhalong's room.

They also smelled a surging force, an unstoppable force.

They were then shocked to discover that three steel doors had been damaged.

A leading bat brother subconsciously roared: "Be careful! Back!"

"boom!"

Almost as they roared, the third steel door broke and smashed straight into the crowd of bat masters.

The two were unable to dodge in time, and were hit on the head on the spot and fell to the ground, with blood all over the ground.

Then a figure rushed out, crashing into the chaotic crowd like an arc, and punched the bat leader in the head.

The bat leader roared and subconsciously raised his hand to block it.

The momentum of the fists collided like a rainbow.

With just a click, the bat leader's joints were shattered, and then his arm was folded, bent, and the whole arm was twisted.

In the next second, the unabated fist smashed the bat leader's armor and his heart.

"boom--"

Batleader falls to the ground, eyes bulging, dead.

The remaining bat masters couldn't help exclaiming: "Zhalong!"

They didn't expect that Zhalong not only came out of it, but was also extremely powerful, blowing up the team leader with one punch.

What surprised them even more was that Zhalong seemed to be different.

This is different, not only because of his scary blood-red eyes, but also because of the demon-like suffocation.

"Activate super alert, hurry—"

A bat master shouted at another companion.

But before his companion could react, Zhalong pushed with both hands, and the steel door on the ground bounced, overturning a dozen people directly.

Afterwards, Zhalong raised his hands and grabbed them, instantly grabbing the two of them.

The next second, he took a bite.

Two screams sounded instantly.

"Withdraw! Seal the eighteenth floor!"

Seeing this, the rest lost their will to fight, and struggled to get up from the ground and retreat, trying to lock the eighteenth floor.

It's just that they were all caught by Zhalong within less than ten meters, and then without exception, there was a bloody mouth.

In less than ten seconds, more than a dozen bat masters all fell to the ground, but they didn't die, they just fell to the ground and trembled while clutching their wounds.

"Ahhh!"

Zhalong ignored them, but turned to look at Ye Fan in another cell.

Then he grabbed the broken steel door and flung it.

With a bang, the steel door hit the railing, which not only broke the railing, but also shook the entire cell.

The steel door continued to smash towards Ye Fan.

Ye Fan didn't make any waves, as if anticipating Zhalong's kindness and revenge, he pushed with both hands.

With a bang, Ye Fan blocked the steel door.

But at this moment, Zha Long rushed over with a roar, and punched Ye Fan who was blocking the steel door again.

Ye Fan lifted the steel door.

With a bang, Zha Long punched the steel door.

The thick door panel collapsed in an instant, leaving a fist mark of about one centimeter.

The corner of Ye Fan's mouth twitched, with surprise in his eyes, he didn't expect Zhalong to have such terrifying explosive power.

It seems that the rabies virus mutated Zalong.

However, he quickly regained his composure, and after blocking the opponent's fist with a steel plate, he kicked violently.

With a bang, Zhalong received Ye Fanshi's heavy kick, but he took three steps back and stood still.

There was no pain on his face.

This shocked Ye Fan, and also made Ye Fan shout out:
"Eight hours flew by, and if you miss the time for revenge, you will have no chance in this life."

"You don't want Odebiao and the brothers to die with peace, do you?"

"And if you don't leave, this dark place will be surrounded by isolation, and then it will be destroyed by artillery fire."

Ye Fan reminded: "The most important point, you can't kill me, it's a waste of time to attack me."

Zha Long, who was screaming to continue attacking Ye Fan, shrank the light in the depths of his eyes a few times, and then turned around abruptly.

As he rushed towards the entrance and exit, he roared: "Ah!"

Following his roar, Ye Fan found that the dozens of bat masters who fell on the ground also jumped up and followed Zhalong.

Each of them looked stiff, twisted and ferocious, like a pack of wolves in the forest.

Ye Fan was taken aback: "What? You were injured by Zhalong, and you can still become his follower? Blood Corpse Patriarch?"

While Ye Fan's thoughts were turning, another group of heavy equipment masters rushed to the eighteenth floor, obviously worried that Zha Long would escape.

As soon as they showed up, they saw Zhalong charging with a dozen people, and they became extremely shocked.

They yelled repeatedly and fired warheads, but it didn't have the slightest deterrent effect, but made Zhalong and the others even more angry.

One by one, they charged forward as if they were dying.

During the intensive shooting, four or five bat masters were beaten into sieves and fell to the ground.

But Zhalong and the others rushed into the crowd.

He rampaged like a mad cow, abruptly overturning the entire team, and then did not kill anyone, but caught and bit one.

Soon there were many people who had been bitten by Zhalong lying on the ground. They didn't die, but they all had bloody mouths.

They were angry and wanted to get up and smash, then lost their strength and lay on the ground in fear, and then trembled uncontrollably.

Zhalong didn't even look at the injured person, and continued to deal with the rest.

He didn't kill people, but hurt people. Obviously, Zha Long knew that he needed a lot of strength.

Soon, blood was everywhere, and screams continued.

In less than a minute, dozens of reloaders fell to the ground with their hands on their necks.

After a while, they sat up again and rushed to the seventeenth floor following Zhalong screaming.

"Pop puff!"

Ye Fan came out, squeezed out a few Xueqing Yujie and fed them to the poisoned guards.

Their hands and feet were broken, seriously injured, and they lost their mobility, unable to follow Zhalong.

A few snow-clear and jade-clean drops fell into the throats of the guards, and the pupils of them who had been unconscious and insane regained a bit of clarity.

"That's right, this Xueqing Yujie is also effective against the toxin bitten by Zhalong."

Ye Fan nodded slightly, very satisfied with the curative effect of the pill, which meant he could control the situation, and then he blasted the injured guard with a bang.

"Tang Sanguo, you beat me up and down, and I'll give you the bottom line. If you overturn the dining table, I'll smash the cooking pot."

"Look at this game, whether it is you or me!"

Ye Fan had a moment of emotion, and then quickly evacuated. He has more important things to arrange...

(End of this chapter)