C807 black hand on back

Don't look at how An Gaohan was usually speechless for a long time. Even if he were to speak, he would be able to kill someone with a slow personality. He was just a dull and boring technical guy. If it was enough to frighten people if Xiao Yifeng just blindly lifted a Heavy Machine Gun, then An Gaohan would risk his life.

His weapon was nothing else but a bunch of TNT bombs. When his windbreaker was blown away by the wind, Ye Chen realized that this guy had enough bombs on him to flatten the entire forest. An Gaohan was like a death god that crawled out of hell, his two hands holding onto a scythe that was about to kill him. My god, he really does not make a move normally, but the moment he makes a move, he frightens me to death!

With the addition of An Gaohan, the explosions in the East Sea Flower Forest continued, one after another, along with the sounds of heavy machine guns, the rampage of handguns on the left and right, as well as people falling to the ground or falling to the ground from the bombs, everyone felt that a major battle had broken out here.

Ye Cheng didn't think too much about it. In fact, he didn't even think that the battles in the East Sea Flower Forest were all matters of concern. If Ye Cheng had a kilogram of melon seeds or a small plate of peanuts by his side, it would be like watching a Hollywood movie. Even if he didn't want money, the free Zhen Qi was continuously injected into his body. With his three brothers in front of him, Ye Cheng's life was nothing to worry about, and Ye Cheng definitely believed that their skills would not disappoint him. If it wasn't for the fact that true energy was circulating within his body to prevent it from leaking, Ye Cheng really wanted to loudly cheer for his brothers!

One of them was a war maniac who was responsible for consolidating and expanding the front line. The other was a giant tank guy who was carrying a heavy machine gun and charging forward to tear apart the encircling iron wall, while the other was a knight who was stepping into a no-man's land using his two light pistols. He wanted to disrupt the opponent's defenses, and if possible, Fan Mingcheng would try to kill his way to the side of Turtle Mountain and Fujimori Palace Dragon to cause trouble for his mind. With such a perfect coordination and clear division of labor, the Iron Triangle firmly held the initiative on the battlefield for a time.

Bombs flew everywhere and bullets roared. No matter how much true qi leaked out of the enemy's body, they still had to leave countless corpses behind under the intense firepower. Although it was not enough to describe it as corpses streaking across the ground, the result was still extremely embarrassing for Turtle Mountain. However, the Kawashawa Society still had the advantage of numbers, which was strength. The enemy was only able to hold on until they died, and there were only three people who could fight. Previously, he had ordered for Ye Cheng to be captured alive, but now, he had issued a second order. No matter who it was, they were to be killed without question.

Killing Order!

All of the martial artists had originally been headed in the direction of Ye Cheng, but now they had suddenly changed direction and were making breakthroughs to Fan Mingcheng, Xiao Yi Feng, and An Gaohan. The intense battle had lasted for almost half an hour. Although the warriors had lost more than a thousand men, it did not fundamentally shake the enemy's fighting strength as a huge legion, and correspondingly, the bullets in Fan Mingcheng's spear had almost run out, and the heavy machine guns that consumed the majority of the bullets were already empty. Thanks to An Gaohan's Wind Bomb, the situation was not about to go out of control.

"My good disciple, I know your popularity is poor, but it shouldn't be that bad. In this kind of occasion, only three brothers were left. Even if you bring the entire Black Tiger Gang and the Four Seas Sect over, even though they are all cannon fodder, there are still three thousand nails on the broken boat, and they can still hold on for a little longer. " Lin Yifan shook his head in worry. It would be great if Ye Cheng could recover at the same speed as the bullets he used on the battlefield. He was anxious to not be able to eat the hot tofu, but Lin Yifan wanted the hot tofu, Ye Cheng, to be served quickly.

"Tch, I just don't want it. Besides, how would I know that I, Ye Cheng, would actually use almost half of the power of the Sichuan to kill me with such face?" I just wanted to come and save your disciple's wife, Meizi, and I didn't even want to take action. " Even if Ye Cheng had explained the process of transferring the forces of the Dragon Soul Battle Squad and the National Security Bureau to his master, with Lin Yifan's loose crane character, he still wouldn't be able to understand. If Bai Yue hadn't interfered in the morning, she could have mobilized more than a hundred troops. The members of the Dragon Soul Battle Team could do anything she wished.

"Master, you should just put your heart in your stomach. Besides, how can I distract myself from your healing? "Didn't you often tell me that when you're training or when you're healing, once you're distracted, it's very dangerous. You'll go berserk at any minute." At the same time, his eyes were also closely watching Fu Palace's Dragon One. From the looks of it, Fujimori had probably never suffered such a serious injury since his debut. If it wasn't for the fact that this old man was a gambler, how would he have ended up with his old bones falling apart? It was simply too insufferable.

"I don't want to be distracted, but you see, the situation is very worrying." Lin Yifan was referring to the battle qi that Fan Mingcheng and Xiao Yifeng had just finished adjusting. They fought valiantly. The battle qi that flew in all directions and the iron fists and copper arms that were like two dragons in the sea made the daggers that came rushing in like a violent storm completely useless. However, this didn't change much. The best of the martial artists among them had also launched a battle qi attack. With the Mystic Heaven Battle Qi and the katana, Fan Mingcheng and Xiao Yifeng were immediately targeted by the masters and began fighting.

Very quickly, An Gaohan's bomb had been used up, and he had no choice but to engage in close combat. With his battle qi fully activated, the muscles all over his body bulged out like pieces of rocks, making him seem like a mountain god opening his path. He was ferocious and unstoppable. The martial artists' horizons had been broadened. Not all Chinese were polite, and there were still some crazy people.

"Ye Cheng, you can't let your guard down. I see that although Mt. Gui Shan and Fu Gong Long are teammates, but judging from the expression on Mt. Gui Shan's face, he belongs to the one who hid his abilities well. If things change, he might just give up on Fu Gong Long or even make a move to kill him. After that, he will kill you by himself. Master was truly worthy of being called a master. His thoughts and thoughts had already gone straight to the point. Yes, what Master said was entirely possible.

Ye Cheng immediately felt a little scared because the situation was developing irreversibly in the direction that Lin Yifan had pointed out. It really was a jinx. If it was good, it wouldn't be good at all.

"Senior brother, we've been at the Paddy River Association for so many years, and the number of injuries we've sustained is uncountable." Turtle Mountain looked at Fujia Dragon One and said in a strange tone. But now, Fujia Dragons were severely wounded and only had a tiny bit of consciousness left. Although they couldn't speak, they could still reluctantly nod their heads in agreement.

"But, why are you an elder of the Zuo family, while my contribution is greater than yours, but only an elder of the right? I once wondered if it was because of me. Later on, I thought it through and realized that it was because of you that I have fallen to my current state. " As he spoke, Turtle Mountain's hand had already stealthily withdrew from Fu Palace Dragon One's back. Fu Palace's Dragon One took a while to figure out the true meaning of the Turtle Mountain behind it.

"Ah, ah, ah." Fu Palace Dragon was unable to speak, and could only squeeze out a word or two with difficulty.

"Don't blame me, Senior Brother. Just now, in front of my subordinates, I was too embarrassed to make a move, but now, don't blame me." Do you still remember the first reason why we taught the young master together? That is, do not have patience for people and things that are no longer useful. Only by being cold-blooded and emotionless can you succeed. " The Turtle Mountain completely stopped channeling zhen qi into its own hands. Just now, the full strength of the Turtle Mountain was a sliver of hope for the Fuju Palace Dragon One. But now, it was the breath of the Grim Reaper, the touch of a soul reaper.

"Human hearts are treacherous. Never underestimate them." Through the dense crowd, Ye Cheng saw Fugong Dragon 1, who still had a little bit of color, when he touched the full body of the Turtle Mountain, Fugong 1's face had already become as red as a sheet of paper as his head drooped down powerlessly.

What a vicious person!

Next, Turtle Mountain was definitely going to blame Fugong Long Yi's death on Ye Cheng, or rather, there was no need to go through all that trouble. He would definitely make a move on him in the shortest amount of time. Currently, his master's movements had reached the most crucial point. Although Turtle Mountain could easily kill his comrades, Lin Yifan was not as relaxed as he was now.

"Master, don't abandon me either. In this sort of crisis, it must be on account of your disciple's filial piety to you. " Ye Cheng pretended to be sad and said.

"What nonsense is this stinking brat talking about? Is your master that kind of person? Besides, even if it is, what can you do to me? " Lin Yifan made a face and said in a good mood.

Alright, as long as he had a master, he would be like a disciple. Ye Cheng could be considered to be completely convinced by his master.

Before he could even catch his breath, Ye Sheng saw the distant Turtle Mountain filling up as he slowly walked towards him. Not only that, but the man at Turtle Mountain was not alone. He had a red rope tied to his hand, and at the other end of the rope was the Golden Silk Bird Cage that held Meizi.

Ye Cheng knew what he wanted to do. Now that things had progressed to this point, it was time for them to truly settle it.

Fan Mingcheng, Xiao Yifeng, and An Gaohan were gradually losing out under the continuous attacks of the ricefield experts. Relying on their strong willpower and superb martial power, they had barely managed to survive until now, exchanging for the thousands of casualties on their side. They could lose hundreds of people, but as long as they could kill Ye Cheng, all their efforts would be for naught.

The final moment had finally arrived.