Ye Fan suddenly grinned, revealing two rows of neat white teeth.

In the face of Meng Gang's killer move, he did not retreat, but chose to collide head-on.

For Li Zhaojun's forgetfulness, Ye Fan's heart has too much grievance and too much bitterness, so that he needs to borrow wine to eliminate his sorrows, but just tonight, he drank a stomach full of wine, but he couldn't cure the symptoms and the root cause.

He desperately needed an outlet to vent.

And at this time, Xie Liping came over with someone to kill.

There is really a feeling that someone will send a pillow when you are sleepy.

Ye Fan's center of gravity sank, and the screeching sound of the soles of his shoes rubbing sounded under his feet, and the cement road under his feet actually cracked one after another.

The terrifying charge of the feet was transmitted to the legs, then to the waist, and finally to the shoulders.

Ye Fan's whole person, like a tense giant bow lying horizontally, slammed his shoulders upward, like a bamboo.

Suddenly, there was a sound of breaking the air.

It is also an eight-pole collapse, leaning on the mountain.

Meng Gang can break the big tree that the three of them are hugging together, and he can also knock down the reinforced concrete wall.

But Ye Fan's sticking to the mountain has a faint thunderous momentum.

In ancient martial arts, there is a vivid description of the mountain leaning: the strength is like a bow, and the hair is like thunder.

is simply eight words, but it expresses the essence of sticking to the mountain and the terrifying power contained in it.

Ye Fan's memory is close to the mountain, and he perfectly explains these eight words.

The explosion of "bang" was short, powerful and explosive, like a tight bowstring suddenly released, and like a muffled thunder explosion.

The next moment, Meng Gang, who was already as tall as a hill, flew out upside down as if he had been hit by a speeding train.

Instead of staggering back, he flew out, flew directly over a distance of more than ten meters, drew an arc in the air, and smashed on the roof of the Mercedes-Benz with a bang.

The tremendous force dented the roof, shattered the windows on both sides, and deformed the doors.

In the car surround sound, the Symphony of Destiny has come to an end, and the high-fidelity recorded music at the performance site sounded like a tidal wave of applause.

However, at this moment, this music, this applause, combined with Meng Gang, an ancient martial arts cultivator whose life and death were uncertain, and Xie Liping, who threatened to kill Ye Fan, but trembled like chaff, like a movie full of irony.

Ye Fan adjusted his breathing, calmed down the churning qi and blood in his body, and walked over slowly.

As if seeing death, Xie Liping took two steps back, leaned against the car door, his hands seemed to weigh a thousand pounds, trembling terribly, but he still aimed the muzzle of the Desert Eagle at Ye Fan.

"I, I, I ......" he moved up and down his Adam's apple, but he couldn't say a complete sentence, or even a complete word.

"I really want to know, why do you have to go to such great lengths to kill me!" Ye Fan walked up to Xie Liping and asked with confusion.

"I, I'm ......" Xie Liping's tongue trembled in fear, he couldn't speak, and his throat only gurgled.

"Forget it, there's no need to listen to your nonsense. Ye Fan said impatiently, a cold light flashed in his eyes, and the murderous intent was fully revealed, "You go and die." ”

He threw a punch out.

However, this punch slammed into the car door.

It turned out that before he punched, Xie Liping had completely collapsed and collapsed.

Ye Fan withdrew his fist, looked at the fist print on the Mercedes-Benz door, and then looked at Xie Liping, who was full of tears and snot, the killing intent in his heart dissipated most of it, and after a while, he couldn't help but spit out a breath of turbidity, "Your kid's life is quite big." ”

Suddenly smelling a smell of urine, Ye Fan glanced at Xie Liping, who was still trembling, between his legs, and turned his head away in disgust, "It's really disgusting." ”

He turned around and returned to the modified Volkswagen, opened the car door, hugged Shen Yan out horizontally, put him on the side of the road, and probably checked it, except for a little skin on his knee, there were no other injuries.

Ye Fan breathed a sigh of relief, pinched Shen Yan's middle point, and after a while, Shen Yan opened her eyes leisurely.

As if remembering something, she took a sharp breath, with a look of horror on her face, and shouted, "Quick, Ye Fan, run!"

Ye Fan pulled her over, hugged her in his arms, patted her back gently, and said gently: "It's okay, it's okay, everything is settled." ”

After a long while, Shen Yan slowly calmed down, the horror on her face slowly disappeared, and she noticed that the two were hugging each other, her pretty face turned red, and she quickly broke free from Ye Fan's embrace.

"Uh, that, I ......" Ye Fan, who was killing all sides a moment ago, twisted a little unprecedentedly at this time.

Seeing this, Shen Yan couldn't help but feel a little funny in her heart, and after a while, she remembered those murderers, turned around, looked at the mess next to her, and suddenly widened her eyes.

"This, these ......" Shen Yan subconsciously covered her mouth.

The scene in front of her couldn't help but surprise her.

A smoking Volkswagen, a Honda flipped on its side, a bald man with severed hands and feet lying in a pool of blood, a man on the roof of a deformed Mercedes, a well-dressed man with a gun in his hand but already collapsed, and bullet casings and broken glass on the ground......

It's like the scene of a shootout movie.

After a long time, Shen Yan turned her head with some difficulty and looked at Ye Fan in disbelief, "This, you did all this?"

Ye Fan was noncommittal, just smiled, looking at her stunned and stupid appearance, he couldn't help but reach out and rub it on her head.

Shen Yan looked around and suddenly asked, "Ye Fan, shall we call the police?"

"I've already called the police station. Ye Fan said.

I said hello, why do you feel a little weird about this statement? Shen Yan was a little puzzled, but she didn't take this to heart.

After another ten minutes or so, the flashing lights of police lights flashed in the distance, and three police cars drove over at a faint speed.

However, when there were still three or four hundred meters away, three police cars suddenly pulled over.

In a police car at the head, the policeman in the co-pilot asked, "Team Wang, why did you stop?"

The one who was called the Wang team was the captain of the criminal police of the police station in this area, put down his mobile phone, and said with a blank face: "It was the director who called, let us block the scene, but don't go over." ”

"Director?" the police officer frowned, thought for a while, and said, "Why is it a car accident caused by the second generation of rich officials or something, right? Seal off the scene, and then clear the evidence against them, I will grass his uncle!"

As he spoke, a large group of police cars suddenly rushed over.

Team Wang glanced in the rearview mirror, and there were more than a dozen police cars, and even special police officers with loaded guns.

Team Wang smiled bitterly: "The rich second-generation drag racing, will you provoke the special police?"

The officer in the passenger seat was speechless.

Dozens of SWAT officers rushed down from the car and quickly dispersed, forming an encirclement that surrounded the accident site ahead.