Chapter 1040: Herba

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Wang Fan suddenly realized that this guy's expression was pretended before, the purpose is to use himself to escape.
Nima, she is a deserter, and accusing others of righteous words, it is enough to think about it.
He was speechless in his heart, and he really didn't understand how the guy said the word deserter with a face.
Faced with the long sword that the man hacked over, Wang Fan's face didn't change in half, but just flashed casually, and then he hid. Then he turned around and lifted his foot to kick on the opponent's waist.
With a loud bang, the macho was kicked in the waist, only to feel a violent attack, and a spout of blood was spouted directly, and the head fell to the ground.
His face was a bit ugly, and his heart was agitated.
Originally he thought that his knife was enough to kill Wang Fan, but he never thought that he would be knocked down by Wang Fan.
He suddenly realized that he had kicked the iron plate, and the scared expression of this guy was obviously pretended.
"Who are you? You are so powerful, why haven't I seen you?" He swallowed the pain and asked Wang Fan, but his right hand slowly moved to the gun pocket behind him.
He was afraid that the gunshots would disturb others, plus he thought that such a person as Wang Fan could not bear him at all, so he didn't use the gun.
But now, this guy Wang Fan is playing a pig and eating a tiger, his strength is obviously stronger. He doesn't know how many times, he naturally can't care so much.
Keeping his life is important, even if the gunshots will really attract the attention of others, he must first kill Wang Fan.
"Who do I need to report to you? Daowumen is so big and has so many members, can't everyone know you can't?"
Wang Fan sneered, "I really thought you were treating me as a deserter, so I was so angry, and only followed me in person. I really didn't expect you to be a real deserter."
"I was still somewhat appreciative of your conduct. I plan to just stun you and spare your life. But now, you are too disappointing me, so you can only die."
Wang Fan sarcastically said that the words "You can only die" were sent back intact.
"I die? You go to die!" The macho listened to Wang Fan's words, where did not know that Wang Fan had planned to kill.
With a loud bang, he pulled out the gun and tried to pull the trigger at Wang Fan.
It is a pity that it is still one step slower.
Wang Fan has experienced hundreds of battles, what scene haven't he seen? Even if the injury is too heavy and the strength has fallen sharply, it is still not a man who can deal with it.
His little movements, Wang Fan had already seen in his eyes, but he just ignored them.
With a whimper, Wang Fan's shadow knife was drawn out for the first time.
Alas.
With the spray of blood mist, the macho only felt a pain in his wrist, and even the hand gun was cut and flew up, fell to the ground, and there was no chance of pulling the trigger.
His face changed greatly, severe pain came, and he opened his mouth to scream.
But at this moment, Wang Fanying's knife backhanded, and with a sneer, he had submerged into his throat and cut it off.
Boom.
The half-sitting body of the macho fell to the ground and looked away.
Wang Fan didn't look at him at all. He went to the broken hand and picked up the blood-stained gun in his hand, and then left quickly.
He didn't even care about killing such a small shrimp.
Wang Fan quickly flickered through the dense forest, and carefully watched the surrounding movements. Once someone is found, he will avoid it for the first time, and will not give the other person a chance to meet him.
In this way, after more than half an hour, Wang Fan had appeared at the foot of Bianshan.
He glanced around, no one was around, and then flashed out without hesitation, and he was going to run outward.
But at this moment, his face suddenly changed.
"who?"
"kill!"
With a few roars of roar, followed by a series of dense gunfire.
Flapping.
Gunshots crackled like firecrackers, deafening.
The dense bullets were like a big net, penetrating the rain screen, and blasted crazy towards Wang Fan.
Wang Fan's face changed greatly!
Without any hesitation, he fell directly to the ground, rubbing the ground in a tumble.
His body was covered with cold sweat and his whole body was breathing cold.
He did not expect that after his power fell, his perception dropped so much that he did not find any ambush.
If it wasn't the first time he rushed out, he felt murderous and made a timely response, I am afraid that he would have died in this bullet net now.
However, Rao is like this. There are still a few bullets that hit Wang Fan's body and set off a blood mist.
The fierce tingling pain made Wang Fan's teeth grin while his anger swelled wildly.
He also passed a bullet in his chest, bloody.
The bullet, almost penetrating his heart, was almost breathtaking.
If it weren't for his luck, or the speed was slightly faster, the bullet would really penetrate his heart.
When the time comes, even if his strength is in the sky and the medical skills are in the air, I am afraid that he will be unable to return to the sky.
Although Wang Fan's medical skills are powerful, he is not yet powerful enough to heal the dead and save the bones.
He found a bunker to hide, drove the bullet out of his chest, and quickly pricked a few needles and sprinkled some powder, and then turned his head carefully.
I saw three or five people standing in all directions in the southeast, northwest, and not far away. They were armed with knives and guns, and quickly formed an encircling circle.
"Don't hide anymore, I have seen you, come out!"
One of the flat-headed youths sipped in the direction of Wang Fan, "I am Heba, the second war general of Lord Limen, Daowumen. These people are all my brothers, regardless of marksmanship or strength. . "
He pointed to Wang Fan, "I know you are the innate master of Yuanmengge, with great strength, but, in our hands, you still have to die."
"Of course, if you are willing to tell me how many people are still on the mountain in Yuanmengge, maybe I will spare you a life. Otherwise, don't blame our brothers for shooting you into hell."
He said, with a wave of his hand, all his subordinates stood at a position about five or six meters in front of Wang Fan, and were not advancing.
This distance is the best distance for Heba and his party. Not only will they make their marksmanship more accurate, not to waste more bullets, but also will make Wang Fan unable to exert his innate power.
After all, Heba and others know that the innate masters of Yuanmengge do n’t have guns, they rely on the big sword in their hands.
In this case, of course, Heba will not fall into the attack range of the other party.
Wang Fan didn't speak, but while adjusting his state, he squeezed out the firearms he had snatched from the severed man's hand and carefully looked at Heba and others.
The pistol in his hand is full of eighteen rounds, and now three have been fired, leaving fifteen.
The enemy has twenty-one, that is to say, Wang Fan's bullets can only kill fifteen people at most, and he can't kill six others.
Seeing that Wang Fan was slow to speak and did not move, Heba couldn't help but frowned, he pointed at Wang Fan and shouted,
"I don't have time to waste with you, I count to three, if you don't come out, then don't blame me, Heba, you're welcome!"
Along with his voice, all his subordinates started to load, and the muzzle of the black hole pointed coldly at Wang Fan's position, dispersing the murderous opportunity.
At the same time, Heba has already started counting.
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