The third thousand two hundred and thirty-four chapters are fun to kill
"Yes, I thought of using explosives just now, but now that I think about it, it really doesn't work. Once exploded, everything will be gone. Moreover, a large number of explosives exploded at the same time is very powerful, and the movement caused is also very loud.
It can’t end." Ye Fan said.
"First use a small amount of explosives to explode. Don't explode all at once, but in small bursts continuously. If you continue like this, the semi-finished product will gradually loosen.
By then, with your inner strength, you will probably be able to dig it open. However, you should pay attention to safety after digging.
God knows what else is hidden inside. Since it is so complete, there must be some settings to counter the diggers.
Don't underestimate these things, it will cost people's lives." Lu Dingzong said.
Ye Fan then told Zhang Yinhao to do this, and soon, constant small explosions came from the pit.
"They seem to be starting to explode," said a masked man in black.
"Well, let them explode it first, and we will pick up the ready-made ones later." Another fatter man in black said.
"Have you figured out their true strength?" the thin man in black asked.
"The strength is quite strong, but we have more people now. There are only about ten of them, and after the battle with Thirteen Qingyi, half of them will definitely be injured.
And we have about thirty people. This time you brought something good. This Russian-made rifle is very powerful.
As long as the tactics are right, there will be their graves." The fat man in black snorted coldly.
"Haha, I paid a lot of money to get these this time. These grenades, submachine guns, and a light machine gun.
By then, it won't be a problem to kill them all, but what about the masters? There is only one way to die in front of high-power firearms like us.
Even the innately strong ones can be destroyed. What's more, we are not low-handed. We are more familiar with the desert than they are." The thin man in black said with a smile.
"That Ye Fan is a strong opponent. Even though he is young, he is very powerful. It is a miracle that he can still come out alive from the trap of Thirteen Qingyi." Fatty said.
"The miracle will no longer belong to Ye Fan." The thin man's words were particularly cold, as cold as ice.
"It's almost done. You can open it with force." Lu Dingzong said.
"Don't open it now. We'll open it tomorrow. I'll be too tired after a night's rest." Ye Fan said.
Night came quietly.
"Those guys will definitely take advantage of the darkness, otherwise they will have no chance during the day. Our visibility is limited at night," Wang Renpang said.
"Tell everyone, take out all the good things. All the things that were not shown before will be shown now. As long as you find any abnormality, kill them." Ye Fan raised the knife in his hand, full of domineering.
"Haha, we are not afraid of it coming at night. Our latest night vision equipment has good clarity. However, if it were dug out from the sand, we would be blinded," Fei once said.
"There will always be noise when digging sand. Don't worry about this. Ask Zhang Yinhao to use special equipment to turn it on at any time. Using sonar detection should be able to detect the movement underground." Ye Fan said, and everyone rested for a while after eating.
The night is getting darker.
Ye Fan's people all dispersed, forming a protective circle around the center of the tunnel. Moreover, the range was very wide, and the defense range reached two miles.
But Ye Fan had already run three miles away, and there was a rustling sound in the wind.
"Here comes the bastard." Ye Fan snorted coldly and found two dark shadows approaching his residence.
Zila...
"What?" A guy turned around and saw a head spinning and hitting him. The guy was frightened and shouted, "Help!"
However, he only shouted three words, and his head was grabbed by the blood droplets and flew dozens of meters away. Only his body was left spraying blood and fell into the sand.
The sound of gunshots rang out, and Ye Fan stayed in the sand and observed.
I realized that it seemed to have been triggered just now. Dozens of tongues of flame suddenly sounded over there.
Ye Fan also opened fire and counterattacked.
In the dark night, the flames were particularly dazzling. Ye Fan walked over and stabbed him with his backhand. The guy with the tongue of flames fell down.
I found out that there seemed to be a flamethrower working very hard, probably a machine gun or something like that.
Ye Fan snorted coldly, and a red target flashed past half a mile away. The machine gun immediately misfired.
"Lao Liu, what's going on?" someone asked, but that person only asked half of the question before Boss Ye's knife ruthlessly took away his life.
boom……
An unknown person had approached Ye Fan's residence. Whoever had been slapped by Hong Xie just now had his head blown.
This old guy is carried by Niu Ba, and he strikes out whenever he sees someone, basically killing one with one palm. Moreover, with his help, Niu Ba can run very fast.
Ye Fan was like a machine harvesting life. There were already seven or eight dead souls that fell under Mr. Ye's sword in a circle.
Sizzling...
A faint sword light pierced through the air. Ye Fan stretched out his hand and pointed at the sword light. With a snap, he was shocked and took a step back. His heart moved, knowing that this guy was not weak.
With an eagle's eye, he saw a thin man leaning against a dead tree with a gun raised.
"What a fool, you still want to shoot." Ye Fan cursed in his heart. As soon as he moved, a pair of stiff and blood-stiffened hands were already wrapped around the thin man's neck. The thin man quickly moved up and tried to turn away.
There was a click, and the thin man fell down, spurting blood.
"Master Hong!" someone screamed, and several rounds of bullets were fired at him.
"Return to Mr. Hong, now he is dead." Wang Renpang's voice came, and with a thud, the guy named "Master Hong" fell down unwillingly.
Several tongues of fire came, Wang Renpang flew into the sand, Ye Fan Liuye flying knife took action, and with a few roars, three lives were taken.
Soon, I found a fat man rolling in the sand. The man was in a panic.
"Well, it seems to be that guy from Qi Ye." Wang Renpang said.
"Capture him alive." Ye Fan's cold voice came, the bat flew out, and with a slag sound, Qi Ye's chubby body was cut by something. Suddenly, his thigh was covered with blood. Qi Ye screamed and raised his gun.
Come and sweep.
However, when I looked up, I was almost scared to death.
Because, the green face of the bloody zombie he had seen before was right next to his own. Master Qi was verbose, and he quickly wanted to raise his gun and shoot.
However, it was too late, Xue Zheng had already punched him, and Qi Ye's gun shattered and flew into the sand.
Then a powerful force came, and Boss Ye had already stood coldly in front of Master Qi.
"Ye...Ye Fan, we surrender, don't fight anymore." Master Qi shouted. The fighting suddenly stopped.
"Why did you stop? I haven't had enough killing yet." Hong Xie said one sentence, and Niu Ba underneath him broke out in a cold sweat.
I just saw this old guy killing people like he was chopping vegetables and melons. Niu Ba's body was covered in blood, but it was all other people's blood.
After a final inspection, more than half of the thirty or so people brought by Master Qi were dead, and only eleven guys were left pitifully thrown into the tent.
Both of Fatty Bear's ears were missing, and Tiger Tooth had a broken leg. It was cut off by Hong Xie's knife.
When these guys saw Ye Fan coming in, they all shrank and trembled.
"Sure enough, it's you." Fei once glanced at Master Qi and hummed.
"This...this...Mr. Ye, we, this, I am a little unreasonable. However, now that the situation is like this, how about our well water and not the river water? We will make arrangements for the people who died over there." Qi Ye said. .
"It's that simple. We didn't get beaten by you in vain." Ye Fan snorted coldly. Master Qi almost fainted, thinking to himself that so many people have died and your ass has been beaten before.
"What does Mr. Ye want to do to negotiate peace?" Qi Ye knew that now he was just a piece of meat on the cutting board, letting others cut him.
"Master Qi must have gained a lot after working hard for so many years, right?" Ye Fan asked with a smile on his face.
"Mr. Ye, do you mean that if we pay the money, it will be considered settled?" Master Qi asked, feeling a chill in his heart, knowing that if he didn't spend some money today, he would inevitably avoid disaster.
"That depends on whether you are sincere or not." Ye Fan snorted.
"How about we offer 10 million? This is all the property that my seventh master has worked hard for decades. Mr. Ye is very upright and upright," said the seventh master.
"You're fooling the kids. When you were on the road, you, the one-eyed Seventh Master, could easily dig a grave and earn millions. Even if you were lucky, you could get tens of millions. Now, after decades of hard work, you only have 10 million. Inventory? No one would believe what you said if you lied to me." Zhang Yinhao snorted coldly.
"Mr. Zhang, we have cooperated before. We don't look at the monk's face or the Buddha's face, but we still have some friendship.
I also know that the maximum I can get is 20 million. You have to leave some money for us to survive, right?
Moreover, so many brothers died this time, and according to the rules of the road, we must give their families some living expenses.
Otherwise, which brother would still be willing to hang out with us?" Qi Ye said.
"Haha, Master Qi owns three properties, and these three properties alone are worth more than 50 million. You have a lot of money in the bank. Do you want me to report them all for everyone to listen to?" Zhang Yinhao said with a smile.
"Mr. Zhang, do you really want to do this? This is very unethical in the Tao. There are Tao rules in the Tao, otherwise, the Zhang family will not be able to integrate into the Tao." Master Qi made a serious face.
"It's not that I insist on doing this, but you want our lives. Will we still be polite to the people who want our lives? As for speaking, you have no shame to tell me this. It's not like eating black people. Eat the law. The one who broke the rules first was you, the One-eyed Seventh Master, not me, Zhang Yinhao." Zhang Yinhao sneered.
"Mr. Ye, open the skylight and tell the truth. How much do you need to settle this matter?" Master Qi gritted his teeth and hummed.
"Transfer 60 million, and as for the real estate, I will leave it to you. At least, it will be enough for you to take care of yourself in old age." Ye Fan said.
"Mr. Ye, you must have too much appetite. Sixty million can be said to be my entire property, Master Qi." Master Qi snorted coldly.
"What qualifications do you have to negotiate terms with me? If I, Ye Fan, were more cruel, I wouldn't even give you the rest.
At this time, you are still showing off to me, you are nothing, nothing. I am happy that I can spare your life, but if I am not happy, you are a dead dog." Ye Fan sneered. (To be continued... …)