"Boom boom boom boom--"

Thick smoke radiates.

The entire fleet was soon covered in smoke and had a pungent smell.

Everyone's vision was blurred and they felt dizzy.

Seeing this, Ye Fan shouted at the walkie-talkie again: "Be careful, it's poisonous, poisonous!"

Before he could finish his words, Ye Fan saw more than a dozen Song bodyguards falling to the ground with a muffled groan.

Although the Song team leader and others covered their mouths as soon as possible, their bodies trembled uncontrollably.

Obviously, this poisonous smoke is extremely domineering.

Nangong Youyou had no reaction and even sniffed the black smoke hard, but she was still pulled into the car by Ye Fan's hand.

Ye Fan stuffed a pill into Nangong Youyou's mouth.

"Grandpa, be careful, this is the Qixing Detox Pill!"

Ye Fan then took out two more and gave them to Song Wansan: "Stay there, I'll go and save the others."

Then he went to the cart door to take the pills to save other Song's bodyguards.

He couldn't watch these people die.

"Swoosh swish swish--"

But before Ye Fan got out of the car to save the person, dense sounds of crossbow arrows came again in the thick smoke.

Seeing this, Ye Fan's face changed drastically.

He instinctively hid back in the car.

Almost as soon as Ye Fan retracted his foot, three terrifying giant arrows shot on the ground.

"boom!"

With a loud bang, most of the cement floor was scattered by crossbow arrows.

The debris made the car body slam.

One of the giant arrows was nailed into it, and it was three feet deep, which was extremely terrifying.

Then, the arrow exploded with a bang, and this time it was no longer poisonous smoke, but a wisp of flame.

The flames were extremely dazzling and difficult to extinguish, and soon they were stuck to the body of the car or the ground.

Several corpses also caught fire.

Ye Fan was so angry that he wanted to get off the car, but was pulled tightly by Song Wansan.

Ye Fan shouted: "Grandpa, I'll go and save them."

"Giant arrows, poisonous smoke, flames, blurred vision, don't be impulsive."

Song Wansan still grabbed Ye Fan: "And grandpa still needs your protection."

"Swoosh swish swish--"

While speaking, another dense rain of arrows poured over from the fire.

The ambushed opponent was extremely patient, as if he knew Song Wansan's power, so he always attacked step by step.

And the attacks were one after another, not giving Ye Fan and the others time to breathe.

The arrows were flying. In addition to the sound of crossbows colliding with roads and cars, there were also many elite Song soldiers dying tragically.

Either the crossbow arrows were nailed into their bodies or the poisonous smoke made their seven orifices bleed.

Several people were still lying in the flames.

Amid the endless screams, all the elite Song clans fell in a pool of blood.

Blood drifted the roads and plants into red.

shocking!

Nearly a hundred huge arrows were nailed to the ground, making the road as scary as weeds.

Destroyed cars were everywhere with broken flesh.

Ye Fan looked at the corner of his mouth and touched him.

He was extremely angry.

But he couldn't rush out to the mountain to kill people at this moment.

Although his left arm is powerful, his dantian has no strength and his skills are not flexible enough, so it is difficult for him to withstand the siege of giant arrows.

And he was worried that once he left, Song Wansan would be killed and not redeem it if something happened to him.

Ye Fan did not let Nangong Youyou go out to kill someone.

This is the last trump card to protect Song Wansan.

"Grandpa, don't worry, I've asked Hongyan and the others for help--"

Ye Fan turned his head and looked at Song Wansan and comforted him: "We will be fine."

Song Wansan did not respond, but stared at the front and smiled: "Here you come!"

Ye Fan turned his head and saw more than a hundred men in black appearing.

More than fifty people were carrying scimitars, more than thirty people were carrying short crossbows, and more than twenty people were carrying short guns.

They landed silently and ran like flying. Although they were only a hundred people, their momentum was like thousands of troops rushing to the enemy formation.

They surrounded Rolls-Royce like a strong wind and falling leaves.

Behind the crowd, there was a thin and slim man running.

He held a longbow in his hand, a quiver behind him, and a silver mask on his face.

He hit Song Wansan like a sharp arrow.

This person is the silver arrow from the Dow clan association.

"Youyou, you are responsible for dealing with the crossbowman, and I am responsible for dealing with the gunman."

Ye Fan saw the other party’s formation making arrangements: “Grandpa, stay in the car, don’t get out of the car unless you have to.”

He knew that Song Wansan was domineering, but if he could, he would not take risks.

Ye Fan's eyes showed a murderous intent: "No one tonight."

Nangong Youyou took out the hammer excitedly.

It seemed as if he felt the breath of Song Wansan and Ye Fan, and the running silver arrow suddenly whistled.

More than a hundred people instantly stood at Rolls-Royce more than ten meters away.

The silver arrow whistled again: "Beep-"

"Swoosh swish swish--"

More than a hundred elite Dow players immediately changed their formation.

Twenty gunmen stood in the front row.

Thirty crossbowmen stood in the middle.

The knife hand of more than fifty was standing at the end.

They raised their swords and guns at Rolls-Royce.

The Silver Arrow also took out a red feathered arrow and prepared to give a final destruction to Rolls-Royce.

The arrow is cold and it is about to touch.

"These bastards are alert enough."

Ye Fan's face changed slightly: "Don't worry, Youyou, ready to take action."

"I'll do this game!"

Song Wansan suddenly smiled and pressed Ye Fan and Nangong Youyou back to the seat.

Then, he pressed his finger on the handle next to the seat.

"Bang bang--"

I saw four front and rear headlights falling at the same time, and four rotating gun barrels were splashed out in unison.

Yinzhi's face changed drastically and shouted: "Retreat!"

The Dow killer who smelled the danger instinctively retreated, but it was too late.

"Da da da da!"

The rotating muzzle ejects dense bullets, forming two bullets flowing to the left and right.

There was almost no gap between gunshots.
To be continued...