Ding Fan said something in Peng Hu's ear, but until the last moment, the big shopkeeper didn't understand.

This was not the time for him to think about it, as soon as the sound sounded, he immediately got under the table, for fear that the bullets flying outside would knock him into a sieve with one shot.

Both sides came with people this time, and the people under them inevitably had guns on them, and when they saw that the boss had already fired, the people under them were not polite, and they reached out and pulled out their guns one by one, and fired fiercely at the people opposite.

In the process of firing from both sides, Ding Fan had already taken advantage of the chaos to rush into the crowd, his body quickly evaded, and tried his best to dodge the bullets flying around, but he didn't expect that these guys living underground had a lot of guns on their bodies, and this firepower far exceeded his imagination.

If it's an ordinary pistol, it's okay to say, after all, bullet evasion in battle can still play some role.

However, the guns used by these people were a little too miscellaneous, and they had all kinds of guns, and even the double-barreled shotguns were brought out, and when one shot came, a dense piece of small steel balls was scattered, which was very difficult to dodge.

Under this series of dodges, he has been hit several times, but fortunately, it is not a normal bullet, but a small steel ball, which also relies on black powder, which is not very powerful, and the killing distance is far from enough.

Even if it hit Ding Fan's body, none of the steel balls hurt his bones, at most they were stuck in the muscles, although it was not fatal, but it really hurt!

If this little injury was a small thing for Ding Fan before, it would have been a trivial matter for Ding Fan, but now the wounds on his body have been cracked, and his body is still bleeding, which has gradually weakened his physical strength, and with a few more wounds on his body, the speed of bleeding on his body is even faster.

"My God, I have calculated everything, why did I forget about this gun?" Ding Fan laboriously pulled out a small bead from his buttocks, gritted his teeth and glanced at the situation outside, and smiled bitterly: "The bullets are so dense, it's hard to run, it seems that I can only wait for them, if you don't give me a chance, it's not safe here." ”

Just when Ding Fan was thinking about this, a burst of black smoke suddenly rose in the distance, if he guessed correctly, the first step had already been successful, judging from the direction, this location should be Peng Hu's lair.

Since his side is already on fire, then Yan Liqiu should already be safe.

The rest is just waiting for the time when it is pitch black here, as long as it is dark below, it is time for Ding Fan to get out.

It's just that at this time, Ding Fan suddenly remembered, as if he had forgotten someone.

Where did the bongs go?

It seems that from the beginning, when the gunshot rang out, the old fox didn't know where he went, could it have been beaten into a sieve by this time, or had he already run away?

To be honest, Ding Fan is very worried about this old thing now, if this is really beaten into a sieve, there is really no way to explain it to Yan Liqiu.

In desperation, Ding Fan couldn't hide here, so he had to find an opportunity to rush out from the edge of this big stone, searching for the figure of this old man everywhere.

But the old man didn't know where he was hiding, or if he had really been sieved, and he couldn't find his figure.

Just when Ding Fan was extremely worried in his heart, he suddenly found that two people were scuffling together not far away, and the person who was pressed under it seemed to be a smoking gun.

As for the person who is beating him frantically on the cigarette gun now, it seems to be Peng Hu.

What is this old man crazy about, what is he calling him at this time, didn't he say it all, as soon as there is a mess here, he will run away as soon as possible?

It's not that he doesn't know the way out, he even arranged people before, and if he doesn't run at this time, what kind of biao is he here?

Ding Fan didn't care about thinking about it so much, he rushed over, grabbed a broken chair next to him and hit Peng Hu directly, pulled up the cigarette gun and pushed him away, shouting: "You don't want to die, run!"

Ding Fan thought that this old man couldn't think about it for a while, after all, Peng Hu had arrested his daughter, and he was angry in his heart, and he could understand it.

But unexpectedly, after the smoking gun was pushed away, he didn't seem to think about leaving at all, and he still rushed forward like a mad dog, and he was not afraid that the bullets flying around him would kill him.

Fortunately, Ding Fan threw him to the ground, otherwise this old man would be dead.

Ding Fan pressed the cigarette gun to the ground and asked loudly, "Are you stupid? Don't you want to see your daughter anymore?"

The old cigarette gun had tears in his eyes at this time, and he didn't know where the strength came from, so he broke away from Ding Fan's hand and roared angrily: "Run, I'm a fart, these brothers who came with me today are the brothers who are the most loyal to me, those ......who run."

Speaking of this, the old smoking gun couldn't go on, and tears flowed out of his eyes.

He endured the aggrieved feeling in his heart, and yelled at Ding Fan: "I asked them, who is willing to take risks with me today, do you know what the result is?

To be honest, Ding Fan really didn't think about what the old smoking gun said.

No matter how you say it, they are all his brothers, what they are like, Ding Fan must not know, but the old smoker thought of this early on, and after seeing the few brothers who stood up, his heart was also cold.

It's just that he didn't tell Ding Fan about this, after all, this is a family ugly, and he doesn't want others to know about it, and he will be ridiculed.

I was still thinking in my heart, when there was chaos here, I would withdraw with my subordinates, and just rush out of the tunnel along the way, and no one would be able to stop me at that time, after all, I still had some guns in my hand that could be used.

But as soon as the chaos began here, several of his brothers were shot to death for saving him, and the guns in their hands were not pulled out.

He brought few people, and he didn't have many weapons in his hands, so he was forced to hide in the corner, and seeing his most loyal brother fall in a pool of blood, the kind of colic in his heart was worse than calling him dead.

So when Peng Hu was proud of killing the Quartet with a gun in his hand, the cigarette gun took advantage of the chaos to knock out his gun, and then he wanted to fight with him like a mad dog, saying that he would avenge his brothers.

It's just that after all, he is old, and his physical strength and physical strength are far inferior to Peng Hu, but he fought with Peng Hu twice, and he was pressed to the ground If it wasn't for Ding Fan rushing over to save him just now, he would have gone to reunite with his brothers at this time.

At this moment, Peng Hu had already stood up from the ground, and just now, he was hit on the head by Ding Fan, which really made him uncomfortable for a while, and he was so dizzy that he almost couldn't stand up.

But when he saw the smoking gun and Ding Fan not far away, he suddenly came to his senses, and the matter has come to this point today, all because of this kid not far away, if it weren't for him, his younger brother would not have died today, and he would not have tore his face with the big shopkeeper in a hurry.

Seeing that these brothers behind him were shot one by one and fell to the ground, Peng Hu felt angry, and no matter what was around him, he reached out and grabbed it and rushed over to this side.

The cigarette gun was facing away from him, and he didn't know what was going on behind him, but Ding Fan could see it, and quickly kicked the cigarette gun to the side, and used both hands to block a stick in Peng Hu's hand.

"Damn, my brother was killed by you, I'll send you down now and bury my brother with me. Peng Hu cursed loudly, waved the stick in his hand, and hit Ding Fan's head hard.

Ding Fan turned over to dodge this blow, grabbed a handful of sand in his hand, threw it at Peng Hu's face, and took advantage of the time when his eyes couldn't see anything, bullied up and punched Peng Hu on the nose.

This time it hit Peng Hu's soft underbelly, and the nosebleeds and tears that were beaten by Ding Fan flowed together, but it was not without benefits, at least the sand in his eyes was washed by tears, and he somewhat recovered his eyesight.

I just opened my eyes, and the first thing I saw was a huge fist coming at me.

Peng Hu had no choice but to raise his hand to block his face, and the stick in his hand kept swinging, forcing back the attack from behind.

I don't know if the stick really forced the person back after swinging it a few times, anyway, the attack behind didn't appear.

In fact, it was not that Ding Fan was forced to retreat by him, but because when Ding Fan rushed up just now, he was hit by a steel ball, so he had to retreat.

When Peng Hu looked over, Ding Fan pulled out the steel ball he had just pulled out of his body, with blood on his hands, and looked at him with gritted teeth.

Seeing this scene, Peng Hu immediately laughed and roared: "God help me, you are going to die today." ”

With a big stick in his hand, like a bulldozer, he rushed straight into the middle of the road.

"Smoking gun, your daughter is still waiting for you, running to the river, waiting for me on the side. Ding Fan turned his head, said to the cigarette gun, threw the small steel ball in his hand aside, reached out and grabbed a wire on the ground, and rushed up diagonally.

And Peng Hu, who rushed over, waved the stick in his hand regardless of it, eager to beat Ding Fan to death right now, but he missed a blow but was entangled in his feet with wires.

I don't know when the wire has been wrapped around his legs, Ding Fan's body is flexible like a monkey, one hand wraps around his thick waist, and kicks on his thigh bend, and the wire is actually put on his neck.

As the wires continued to tighten, Peng Hu was turned into a strange shape by Ding Fan.

And now Ding Fan is not comfortable, although this Peng Hu is much older than himself, but his strength in this body is not too much loss, and there are no wounds on his body.

Under the advantages of the other, Ding Fan was a little more miserable, with a lot of new and old injuries on his body, although he strangled Peng Hu's neck with a wire, but he was also very difficult.

Peng Hu's continuous struggle had already strangled Ding Fan's palm out of a wound on his body, and blood flowed down the wire.

Ding Fan had already tried his best to pull the wire, but the wire was not angry, and it was broken in less than a minute.

Ding Fan turned over and dodged, intending to attack in another direction, but when he looked back, Peng Hu had already fallen to the ground, without any movement, as if he was dead.

Ding Fan moved to his side a little puzzled, stretched out his hand to probe his artery, and found that the person was dead.

It's just how did Peng Hu die?

Could it be that he strangled him to death because he had just strangled him with a wire?