Urban carefree master

The bombing finally stopped, and the planes that had been hovering above also retreated under the counterattack from the ground.

However, they do not think that the general can escape from this attack, because the attack on their own side is very sudden and the target is very clear. If they did not get the information in advance, they would not have escaped the disaster.

In a tavern in the city, a dozen big men sat together and discussed excitedly.

"This time, the cruel general must be killed by the explosion, and the city will soon fall into our hands. By then, we will be able to record the first-class credit!" The middle-aged man sitting on the throne patted the table and said aloud.

"The insider is estimated to have been killed by the explosion. Now we are safer. They can't know how it happened. Ha ha!" The other man also laughed.

"The boss is still very powerful. He threatened the man with one move. By the way, boss, what do his family do now? " A man with a thief's eyebrow and a rat's eye first took a picture and then asked.

"Of course, it's killing. If these people don't kill, it may be a disaster in the future." The middle-aged man said darkly.

"Yes, we should kill all the rascals, otherwise we are not allowed to die under their suicide bombing that day! These craftsmen are really tough. They are not afraid of death at all! " The thief browed and mouse eyed man immediately agreed.

"After this drink, we'll go and kill them all! However, before killing, those two chicks have to slow down and let everyone enjoy killing again! " Silver, a middle-aged man, said with a smile.

"Yes, I'm paralyzed. It's not a short time since I came here. I haven't let off steam yet. I'll find those two chicks later. But I'm afraid they can't stand us, hehe!"

"That's to say, people in the East don't do it. If they kill them, they're not happy!"

A group of people laughed, as if to see the scene, one by one is the blood boiling, eager to act immediately.

"You scum, don't want to leave any more!" A cold voice suddenly came in.

"Who?" Everyone was surprised. This place is their secret base. It is usually hidden very well. Generally speaking, it is impossible for people to find it.

"Those who take your life!" Ye Bufan appeared in the room, looking at the more than ten men, said coldly.

Just now, he heard what the great men said. He didn't like them at all. After listening to them, he was extremely indignant. These people are just scum, even their wives and daughters. Are they human?

"East Asians? Hehe, it's really interesting. Does this man have brain damage and dare to appear here alone? Does he think he is superman? " The middle-aged man sneered.

He said, at the same time quickly pulled out the gun from the body, aimed at ye Bufan, that kind of unspeakable complacency, now he is the winner in hand.

"The gun is useless to me. If you don't believe it, try it!" Ye Bufan sun ran a smile, not the other party's threat in the eye.

"Yes? It's the first time I've heard that some people are not afraid of guns. Do they really think they are Superman? " Said the middle-aged man with disdain.

"Ha ha ha... Boss, this man may be a psycho. We'd better solve him quickly so as to have a good time." A big man laughed wildly.

"Well said, you see if my shooting is worthy of the title of sharpshooter. I'll hit him in the left knee with this shot!" The middle-aged man said triumphantly, "pull your finger!

"Por!" There was a dull gunshot. It was obvious that the gun had been silenced, and the big guys all laughed wildly, because they all knew that their boss was so good at shooting that he would definitely hit the target.

But the next moment they couldn't laugh, because ye Bufan still stood there, but didn't find the cry of pain, and didn't fall down, which was different from what they imagined.

"This is your sharpshooter? What a disappointment Ye Bufan sneered.

"How could it be?" The middle-aged man stares at ye Bufan inconceivably. Just now, after he shoots a bullet, he is confident to hit the target. Moreover, he also sees that ye Bufan has not moved. What's the matter?

"Por por por!" He didn't believe in evil and fired three shots in succession. He didn't blink his eyes, so he didn't believe it. This time, he could escape!

However, the fact once again in front of him, ye Bufan or intact standing in the same place, as if never happened just now, the bullet did not hit him!

"Boss, do you have no bullets in your gun?" Cried the peevish looking man. At such a time, he still does not forget to flatter.

The middle-aged man took his words seriously. He really went to check his gun, but found that there were many bullets. This is ghost!

"Launch together!" The middle-aged man stood up and cried out.

"Por por..." a series of gunshots rang out, bullets from all directions to ye Bufan, if there is no accident, he will let shoot into a sieve.

It took almost ten seconds for the shooting to stop. A group of people looked at the center of the field. In their imagination, ye Bufan must be covered with gun holes and fell into a pool of blood!

"Are you sure you've practiced shooting?" Or that position, ye Bufan a face of leisure place from a cigarette, mouth spit out a smoke ring, extremely arrogant to say.

"Husband, you are really a villain, still playing!" Zhang Weiwei suddenly appears in the field, looking at ye Buzhu, angry.

Ghost! This time, the group finally couldn't accept it. Zhang Weiwei appeared like a ghost, which made their last nerve collapse, and the guns in their hands couldn't be held steady. They fell down one after another.

"It's just a bunch of rubbish. It's good for you to practice." Ye Bufan said with a smile.

"If you are lazy, be lazy!" Zhang Weiwei charming smile, but the hand is a Yang, a cold to the extreme atmosphere immediately emerged.

"Leave one alive!" Ye Bufan called at the right time.

"I understand!" Zhang Weiwei said in a jiaosheng voice, and then there were more than ten ice sculptures in the field, leaving only the man with the eyes of a thief.

It's just that he has been so scared by the scene that his legs are soft. It's just too weird. This phenomenon is totally beyond his cognition.

"How can I get in touch with your people?" Ye Bufan raised him and asked coldly.

"I... I don't know!" Although he was scared to death, he still did not dare to say.

"If you want to be an ice sculpture, resist! However, I believe you will say it in the end! " Ye Bufan said with disdain.

Looking at Zhang Weiwei, the opponent's psychological defense line finally collapsed: "I said, I said..."

I know you have the least guts! Ye Bufan sneered in his heart.