Wang Sanfeng also stopped Ye Fan: "Besides, Tang Pingfan is still breathing, and he needs first aid from a miracle doctor like you."

Being blocked by three people like this, Ye Fan couldn't rush out...

"Dang Dang Dang!"

At this moment, many of the bullets fired by the five elites desperately hit the helicopter with a crisp sound.

But there was no harm to the cabin crew at all.

The next second, the barrel of the Gatling gun suddenly deflected, and the sound of intensive gunfire sounded earth-shattering.

Countless bullets poured down on the elites of the five families, and the ground beneath Ye Fan's feet began to shake again.

Hundreds of bullets rained down, directly beating the cemetery, the ground and the corpses into sieves.

More than a dozen elite members of the Five Families were overthrown.

"Spread out! Spread out!"

Zheng Qiankun yelled: "Don't crowd together."

The helicopter's machine guns blasted away mercilessly, not only beating Feilaifeng beyond recognition and injuring many, but also destroying their fighting spirit.

Compared to the opponent's powerful firepower, the firearms in the hands of the five families were as pale as fire sticks.

They are not afraid of death, but it is too useless to die like this.

The disciples of the Tang clan dispersed again, and the nephews who were guarding the small temple also rolled out.

There were only a dozen or so people left in the entire small temple, including Ye Fan and Tang Shi'er.

"Kaka——"

Just as the helicopter was about to advance further and sweep the gun, Gatlin suddenly misfired and ran out of bullets.

This gives people the impression that the killer only cares about having fun and forgets to refill the bullet in time.

"Swish swish——"

When Gatlin turned off the engine, Ye Fan's eyelids suddenly twitched.
Chapter completed!