Lin Yueru was struck by lightning. For a moment, her face turned pale, her lips trembled, and she didn't know what to say.
This was a major crime for annihilating nine tribes. How did Yang Fan know about it?
Who is he and what does he want to do?
Lin Yueru's whole body arched up, like a cat with exploded hair, and it would explode almost instantly.
Since he knew about this and he was under my control at this time, why would he tell me about it?
Lin Yueru knew very well that even ten Yang Fans were no match for her alone. What exactly was he thinking at this moment?
"Who else knows about this?" Lin Yueru asked coldly with a frosty face.
Yang Fan had an expression on his face that wanted to be beaten, as if teasing a little girl, he brought his face close and said seductively: "No more, I am the only one who knows."
For a moment, Lin Yueru struggled in her heart, and a painful expression appeared in her eyes. Although it only passed by briefly, Yang Fan could see it clearly.
"Yang Lang, I'm sorry for you, I can't let anything happen to my adoptive father."
A dagger stabbed Yang Fan's heart like lightning. Yang Fan didn't move. With a pop, the dagger penetrated the mink fur and penetrated the clothes.
At the same time, in the midst of the flash of stone and fire, Yang Fan moved, and his moves were as fast as lightning.
In his eyes, Lin Yueru's movements just now were like slow motion. He could have avoided it, but he didn't.
Six months of meditation has made Yang Fan no longer an ordinary person. His reaction speed, strength, agility, and eyesight have been beyond the reach of ordinary people.
After the dagger pierced the clothes, it suddenly stopped moving forward. The dragon scale armor blocked the dagger. In this era, any magical weapon was of no use in front of the dragon scale armor.
Bullets with a muzzle velocity of several hundred meters per second can be blocked, not to mention that this is just a dagger stabbed by a mere arm. How much muzzle velocity can it have, ten or twenty, and a bow and arrow can only be more than thirty.
Lin Yueru had taken a look when Yang Fan came in. Yang Fan was definitely not wearing iron armor. At this time, the dagger was blocked, and he saw that Yang Fan's face was full of mockery and sneer.
He was immediately shocked. Yang Fan was wearing soft armor, and it was a kind of soft armor that he didn't understand.
It looked the same as her clothes, but her Damascus dagger, made of cold-forged wootz steel, couldn't penetrate. Her first reaction was to lift the dagger upward and scratch Yang Fan's neck.
It's too late, the moves have become old, there is no time to change the moves at this time, life and death are fighting, victory or defeat can only happen in an instant.
Lin Yueru felt her wrist tighten, as if she was being clamped by an iron pliers, and a sharp bone pain came. It turned out that her wrist had been grabbed by Yang Fan.
The dagger fell to the ground with a clang.
Lin Yueru's knees instantly lifted up and went straight to Yang Fan's crotch.
Yang Fan sneered. This little girl is so cruel. He grabbed her wrist with his left hand and pressed it diagonally. Yang Fan was faster and stronger than her. He could just put her knee on his forearm.
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At the same time, Yang Fan took a step back.
It was too late for Lin Yueru to stop her hand. Her knee hit the tabletop, and the tabletop instantly shattered into pieces of wood, flying everywhere. Then with a click, her left knee hit her right forearm hard.
Lin Yueru screamed and her hand bones were broken.
Lin Yueru's body was so soft that if ordinary people really couldn't bend it like this, her left knee would touch her right forearm.
Yang Fan took advantage of the situation and pulled Lin Yueru into his arms. What Yang Fan pulled was her broken arm. The severe pain almost made her faint.
Yang Fan did it on purpose, just to prevent her from changing her moves. The little girl was no match for Lin Yueru, let alone him. He had the upper hand because of his mental arithmetic and unintentional. How could he dare to let go? He could only strike in series to prevent her from breathing.
Pulling on her broken arm is the same as pulling on the wound during a fight. It just doesn't allow her to change her moves. The pain can make people faint.
Lin Yueru let out a shrill scream, and Yang Fan directly pulled Lin Yueru into his arms and hugged her. Yang Fan took out an electric shock device with his right hand.
Holding the electric shock device in his right hand, he suddenly held it in Lin Yueru's arms.
The high-voltage electricity made a terrifying crackling sound, and blue arcs flashed.
Under the powerful current, Lin Yueru's muscles suddenly twitched violently and uncontrollably, and her body twitched repeatedly like a cat.
Yang Fan hugged her tightly with his left hand to prevent her from leaving. With his right hand, he thrust the electric shock device with shining arc over her.
Yang Fan's heart is as solid as stone, and he has no pity for her.
Lin Yueru howled like a beast from her throat.
Her whole body was shaking violently, and all her muscles lost control. This kind of pain was something she had never experienced before.
The whole person was so frightened that Yang Fan actually knew how to use thunder.
Is he a warlock?
At this moment, Lin Yueru no longer had any thoughts. Today was like having a nightmare, and Yang Fan almost collapsed.
She cried and struggled. At this time, she was no longer the female stall owner of Dongchang. She was just a little girl who was bullied by the villain and just wanted to struggle out of the arms of this devil.
Lin Yueru twisted her waist desperately and used her hands and feet to crawl away. Yang Fan was caught off guard and punched Lin Yueru's lower abdomen. Lin Yueru screamed and twitched, and a puddle of water appeared on the ground.
After a period of violent twisting, his eyes turned white and he fainted.
When Yang Fan saw her fainting, he breathed a long sigh of relief. He really didn't dare to hold back. During a life-and-death fight, being soft on this little bitch would be putting himself in danger.
At this time, the downstairs was already a mess.
A loud sound of Lin Yueru smashing the table was heard, and the two sides immediately started moving hands downstairs. Mo Table was indeed a devil with strong eyes and quick hands. He grabbed the wrist of the stall guard guarding the stairs and flicked him directly from the stairs.
It flipped sideways and fell heavily to the ground.
The three of them immediately swarmed up the stairs.
Donkey Dan took out two blunderbuss, turned around and placed them halfway up the stairs, shouting: "Come up if you are not afraid of death."
Suddenly, the black muzzle of the gun silenced everyone. Although they were all key members of the eunuch party, they also received salaries to support their families.
Who is really willing to risk their lives for three taels of silver and five buckets of rice?
Three people, six fireguns and twelve tubes, were guarding the stairs. One man could block the fire and no one could open it. There were too many people in this kind of terrain and it would be difficult for them to use it.
Although at most twelve of them could be beaten to death. There were sixteen of them on the first floor, and there could always be four left, but no one wanted to be the twelve who were beaten to death.
Outside the gate, Donkey Dan roared, and the four servants immediately took out a nine-shot rifle each from their horses. The two rushed into the door to face the people on the first floor, and the two stood outside the door facing the street.
These people have bright red fire sticks in their hands and can poke them at the fire door at any time.
At this time, everyone, whether downstairs or outside, heard Lin Yueru's screams, and these people were about to take action immediately.
Donkey Dan shot one of them down, and immediately everyone on the first floor became honest.
They all know the situation of the Xinghe regiment training. Except for the three people on the stairs who are holding double-barreled flintlock muskets, the two people at the door are holding nine-fire door guns. If they move again, they will all lie down.
here.
They had no doubt that these regiments would shoot decisively.
The two servants outside the door opened fire without hesitation at the thirty or so people who were surrounding them on both sides of the street.
Bang bang bang, a burst of smoke filled the air. At such a close distance, nine consecutive shots would hardly miss the target. In an instant, people fell to the ground outside the door, and the remaining people hurriedly ran away to find cover.
The two servants at the door polished off one barrel of a gun, and then replaced it with another barrel. Once again, one of them pointed at both sides of the street.