The feet move the strongest, largest and fastest amplitude, compressing the air resistance to the minimum.

He was running rapidly at an astonishing speed, bursting out with unprecedented power.

In a blink of an eye, Ye Fan had already run around for nearly a hundred meters in one breath!

The tongue of the heavy weapon continued to chase and bit behind him, like a comet with a long tail.

But Steeho never hurt Ye Fan's vital points.

On the contrary, the distance is shortened almost blindly.

"Swoosh--"

After Ye Fan flashed and passed away again, Steelho could not see Ye Fan's shadow.

The heavy weapon subconsciously stopped, and Steeho, who was sweating in his palm, drew out his short gun.

"Damn it, it's so perverted."

He had never seen such a monster who could not die when he was shot at a heavy weapon... That speed was simply not something that humans had!

If he had known this, he would have ordered the fire directly.

"Ye Fan, come out!"

"I'm fighting with you!"

Stetow yelled with a thunderbolt in one hand and a hot weapon in the other.

The two deputies also looked at their heads with weapons.

At this moment, a figure jumped up like a phantom and emerged from Steve's left side.

He raised his right hand and thumped the heads of both deputy players.

"Die together-"

Statue's body shook, and the conditioned reflex was about to thunder.

Ye Fan pinched his neck with his left hand first.

Exhaust strength.

Click!

A crisp sound!

Stallow's eyes were bulging and she fell down!
Chapter completed!