"Click——"
Nangong Zhuang and Ouyang Shan were chopped with a knife and buried next to Liu Fugui's coffin.
At the same time, a fire ignited Liu Fugui's coffin filled with gasoline.
Countless wreaths, paper figures and curtains were also thrown in.
The hall was soon filled with flames and thick smoke.
Although the situation was urgent and the coffin could not be taken away, Ye Fan still would not let Liu Fugui be dragged away to whip the corpse.
So I gave Liu Fugui a ride in advance.
Then, more than a dozen houses of the Liu family were also set on fire, making the entire area ablaze with flames and a heat wave.
Wang Aicai also threw more than a hundred kilograms of chili peppers and burned them.
This could temporarily suppress the powerful charge of the coalition forces, and also blur their vision and lose sight of Yuan Qingyi and others.
When the smoke was choking people, Yuan Qingyi and Xiong Tiangu protected Liu's mother and others and evacuated through the back door.
Ye Fan also threw several gas bottles into the fire, giving a shocking gift to the enemy who was slowly approaching.
"Boom boom boom——"
When the gas bottle blew up a large area of ​​the enemies who rushed into Liu's house, Ye Fan rejoined Yuan Qingyi and the others like a whirlwind.
He also kicked open the backyard door immediately.
As soon as the door opened, an alley was clearly visible. It was not wide, but it was fifty meters long, and at the end was another street.
Just as Ye Fan expected, the alley was filled with more than 300 enemies.
Moreover, dozens of one-armed Boss Qiao and other neighbors were trapped inside.
They held spray triggers in their hands and hung the gun barrels with gauze around their necks, all pointing at Ye Fan and the others.
Nangong Lei stood at the end with a cane and a raincoat.
They held knives and guns and looked at the fire in the yard, with confusion and excitement on their faces.
They obviously thought that the coalition forces had captured the house.
Seeing Ye Fan appear, Nangong Lei was stunned for a moment, and then screamed:
"Kill Ye Fan!"
"Kill them to avenge the master! Kill them to avenge the old gentleman!"
"Boss Qiao, it was Ye Fan who killed the mute, it was Ye Fan who demolished the teahouse, and it was Ye Fan who destroyed your home."
"Ye Fan also chopped off your hands!"
"Revenge, revenge, revenge for yourself, revenge for Mr. Murong!"
Nangong Lei kept encouraging Boss Qiao and the others.
As soon as he finished speaking, hundreds of people charged like wolves and tigers.
Boss Qiao and the others also came forward with knives in hand, with resentment towards Mark on their faces.
There is no doubt that they believe that Ye Fan killed the mute and destroyed the family.
The few martial arts disciples at the front looked hesitant.
Ye Fan said nothing.
He just looked at Boss Qiao and the others sadly, then turned to look at the trembling Mother Liu and the others.
Yuan Qingyi stood next to Ye Fan and whispered: "Master Ye, let me take action."
"Dong dong dong——"
Ye Fan didn't speak, he just knelt on the ground and kowtowed to Boss Qiao and the others.
Then, he stood up, stabbed, tore a piece of his clothes, and then covered his eyes.
The next second, Ye Fan roared: "Anyone who stands in my way will die!"
"boom--"
As soon as he finished speaking, Ye Fan crushed a green brick with his foot.
Then he swept his left foot and the gravel flew, hitting Boss Qiao and others.
Countless blood flew instantly.
The screams also sounded almost at the same time.
Boss Qiao and dozens of neighbors swayed and fell to the ground with a thud.
The spray guns in their hands also shot into the sky.
The sky is filled with rain and black spots.
The team stagnated slightly.
At this moment, Ye Fan shot out with a burst, instantly closing the distance between himself and the enemy.
Nangong Lei, who was behind the crowd, had a ferocious look on his face. He hid behind his shield and shouted to his companions:
"Kill! Kill him, kill him to avenge Madam and the others!!"
"kill--"
Hundreds of thugs brandished weapons and surged forward without fear of death!
The sword flashes brightly and the cold light trembles!
Today, no matter how many people die, they will kill Ye Fan.
Facing the dark sea of ​​people, Ye Fan's face showed no signs of emotion.
He rushed towards the crowd with great momentum.
The moment when his figure collided with the vast sea of ​​people in front of him.
"boom--"
Like a meteor hitting the moon and a river bursting its banks.
A sea of ​​people flew across the sky.
There are countless injuries to the body, which will collapse at the first touch.
Nangong Lei's pupils widened, staring at the scene in front of him!
At your fingertips!
Ahead...are rows of people flying across the sea and falling to the ground.
Basically, I can't see clearly how Ye Fan acted.
Because, it's too fast.
In the blink of an eye, more than a hundred people were knocked out by Ye Fan.
They either hit the ground, fell against walls, or broke trees.
The scene was spectacular, but it was a crushing charge.
Ye Fan suppressed more than a hundred people with one hand and one person, making them unable to breathe.
Then, Ye Fan reached out and caught a long knife.
He didn't stop and rushed straight to the end of the alley.
"ah--"
Ye Fan ran all the way, swinging his knife all the way.
The enemies blocking the road screamed repeatedly and were broken into two parts like paper pricking a person.
Whether it was gunmen, swordsmen, enemies, or trapped neighbors, anyone who blocked the way would be cut down by Ye Fan.
The sword's light was extremely bright.
In the rain of blood, Ye Fan's momentum continued unabated and was irresistible...
To be continued...