"The farce is finally over."

Seeing this, Miyamoto's agent felt relieved and laughed softly.

These snipers are retired special forces.

Each one has experienced many battles.

There are not thousands but hundreds of lives that die under their guns.

Even the president of a small country has been assassinated by them.

Even armored tanks can explode like the firepower attacks just now.

What's more, a mere boy?

Therefore, Miyamoto's intermediary had no doubt that the Chinese boy had probably been bombarded into a meat paste by a sniper rifle.

“Haha~”

"A slut, you will be guilty of your own fault and you will not survive!"

"You're asking for it."

In my ears, Qian Chiyan's wanton laughter came.

Miyamoto's agent also waved and signaled everyone to continue to go back for dinner. Just leave the aftermath work here to their subordinates to deal with.

However, just as everyone was about to leave, the dust in front of them had already dissipated.

Under the river of heaven, the thin figure was still standing there.

The breeze lifted the ends of his forehead, his sleeves were dancing violently in the wind.

He stood with his hands behind his back!

He sneered!

His deep eyes glanced at everyone like this.

It's like a king who looks down on his ministers!

"Is it just a gun or a cannon that I want to be against me?"

The majestic sound echoes like thunder.

Everyone was confused.

"this..."

"This...how is this possible?"

"Can you survive the bullets without dying?"

Looking at the safe and sound boy in front of him, Miyamoto's intermediary and others' eyes almost jumped out, and they were about to break their teeth.

They stared at each other with no idea what happened in front of them.

"No, it's impossible!"

“This is absolutely impossible~”

"This Magnan bullet can even penetrate the armored vehicle."

"Can't you still be able to kill a gangster?"

"Everyone, follow my orders and continue shooting him."

"One shot is not two shots!"

"If two shots fail, then ten or hundreds of shots~"

"I don't believe it anymore. Is this guy's body still cast by copper and iron?"

Miyamoto roared angrily, his whole body as if he was crazy, shouting hysterically.

Beside him, Miyamoto Minami, whose arms were bandaged, also yelled.

"Father, you must kill him, kill him~"

In this way, amid the roars of the father and son, the second wave of attacks came again.

Thousands of meters away, on the roof of the skyscraper, dozens of infrared sights instantly aimed Ye Fan, and dozens of triggers were knocked almost at the same time.

Dozens of sonic booms exploded quietly.

The bullet tore through the sky, weaving a net of death again, covering it wildly in the direction of Ye Fan.

"Go to die, bastard~"

Miyamoto Nan and his son roared in a low voice.

This time, Ye Fan did not wait for death, but stepped on the ground and walked several steps in a row.

In this way, he shuttled out in the rain of bullets.

A flower passes through the body, and a leaf does not touch it!

All bullets, no doubt exceptions, were all shot in the empty space.

Everyone gasped in front of him.

"Actually...had you avoid it?"

Everyone was shocked, but Ye Fan laughed softly.

"It's my place!"

The next moment, Ye Fan's eyes suddenly became cold.

Immediately afterwards, he used his fingers to form a sword and struck the sky.

Whoosh swish swish swish ~

Several powerful energy seemed to turn into swords, sweeping across the sky.

On the rooftop ahead, three corpses fell down in response, and were sealed with a sword. The blood mixed with the corpse fell from the rooftop.

With a loud bang, blood mixed with brain matter and splashed all over the floor.

"this..."
Chapter completed!