His own blood and the enemy's blood soaked Zhao Fan's already torn T-shirt, looking like a bloody man crawling out of the sea of ​​blood.

No one stipulated that the opponent could only use a pistol. When he saw the person in the cockpit and took out three AK rifles and aimed at him, his expression became a little solemn.

The AK47 assault rifle uses 7.62×39mm  M1943 middle power rifle bullet. With such a close-range design, even Zhao Fan’s terrifying defense cannot guarantee that he will be fine after being hit.

The moment he saw these guns appear, he accelerated and rushed towards the crowd that kept coming.

The not-so-large ferry kept shaking, with cracking sounds of bones one after another, and screams came one after another. I don’t know how many people were knocked away by him, some were installed on the railings or landed on the deck, and some fell directly into the rolling river water.

The AK47's gunshots were deafening, and dense bullets fell on the deck and burst out dazzling Mars, but they were stunned after a few sounds.

Zhao Fan had rushed to the bottom of the suspended cockpit at this moment, grabbed the metal stair railing with both hands, and went up to the two-story cockpit in just a few seconds.

When the sound of glass shattering sounded, the few people holding the AK were still stretching their necks on the other side of the cockpit and looking down. Hearing the movement behind him, seven pistols and three AKs all opened fire at Zhao Fan without any hesitation.

With the existence of exploration, Zhao Fan had already seen the terrain inside before entering here. After climbing through the window, his body was already lying on the ground. His hands suddenly supported the metal plate under the window frame, and he slid towards the other party along the smooth ground.

The opponent's trigger in panic had already reached the bottom, and a beast-like roar came out of his mouth. All the bullets in the three AK47 magazines were sprayed out in just one second.

Zhao Fan's speed was already fast enough, but it was not as fast as the bullet after all. His shoulders suddenly shook and then he felt a severe pain.

A muffled groan was heard from his mouth, but his body's movements did not stop.

He had already reached these people and the sound of his bones cracking sounded again. A guy wearing a camouflage tactical vest was twisted by him. As soon as the man fell to the ground, Zhao Fan's hand was already waiting in front of his throat. With a light crack, he didn't even have time to hum, and he died.

The shoulders on his right hand were painful and his whole arm was a little paralyzed. Zhao Fan supported himself on the ground with one hand, and his whole body bounced up directly. No movement of his movement would be unnecessary. The moment he got up, his shoulders hit the chest of a person rushing towards him.

The collision almost broke all the ribs on the man's body. At least two hundred kilograms of body rose into the air, flew backwards from the cockpit window behind him, landing on the deck outside, making a dull roar.

Since they are close, these people will have no chance.

The first person to suffer was the three people holding AK in their hands. Zhao Fan used his body to knock one away and kicked one away. He reached out and grabbed the last person who was already scared and looked dull. He twisted his face expressionlessly and twisted the person's neck.

In less than fifteen seconds, only five of the ten people in the cockpit were left. These people were very fierce. They did not escape as he expected, but instead took out a dagger and rushed towards him.

Zhao Fan's face was sneered, and he met him without any evasion. He kept rising and falling with one hand. With the sound of clicking, all five people had been pinched off their necks. His arms were slightly adapted to the severe pain. Zhao Fan gritted his teeth and picked up the AK rifle on the ground, pulled out a full magazine from the corpse and changed it, walked to the window and glanced towards the direction of the van.

Just as he rushed into the cockpit, seven or eight people wearing black vests in sailor suits had already shifted their targets and headed over there. Their ultimate goal was Mu Qingya. Now that they met Zhao Fan, the god of killing, they had confirmed in a short time that they would definitely not be able to beat them.

The only choice is to let some people stop him, and the rest take Mu Qingya away first.

"Bang!"

A crisp gunshot rang out in the cockpit, and a man running in the front in the distance fell down.

"Bang bang bang!"

The gunshot did not stop. Although Zhao Fan used a point shot, the shooting speed was very fast. Suddenly, gunshots continued to sound. Although the eight opponents were dispersed, they seemed to be shot at the same time. Blood splashed and fell to the ground, all of them were shot to death.

Until this time, the pistols of more than a dozen people left below were aimed at Zhao Fan's direction. But they did not fire because they saw that the dark muzzle of AK in Zhao Fan's hand had turned to them.

It was not until this time that they discovered that a group of people stood in the middle of the empty deck without any cover at all. The scalps of these people were numb and screaming, and they ran around like crazy.

Zhao Fan's face had no expression from beginning to end, his eyes were cold, his muzzle moved casually, and his fingers mechanically pulled the trigger. Every gunshot, a person would burst out from his body and then fall down.

There were thirty rounds in the magazine filled with bullets, and Zhao Fan only used twenty-seven rounds, and no one could stand up here. AK had a lot of recoil, but shooting at such a close range was not a great thing for him.

The deck was already blood flowing like a river, the river breeze blew, and the strong smell of blood filled the entire ferry.

The gunshot lasted more than Mu Qingya's expectations. She had already accepted her fate, but she had already begun to pay attention to the situation outside through the cracks in the damaged body when Zhao Fan rushed into the cockpit.

She couldn't see what happened in the cockpit, because the group of people rushing over blocked her already narrow field of view. However, the group of people were knocked down one by one, and then the scene of those people being shot and killed by Zhao Fan almost casually fell into her eyes.

"How the hell did he do it?"

Mu Qingya looked at Zhao Fan with a cold look, then jumped directly from the two-story cockpit window. Her beautiful eyes were full of confusion. Such dense gunfire sounded for so long, and she could not only think of how many people were shooting at Zhao Fan, but he not only lived well, but also dealt with all his opponents.

"No wonder my father insisted on letting him protect my safety. If he had known that he had such ability and kept him by my side, Tang Hai and the others would not have to die."

"It was my paranoia that killed them!"

After the disaster, it was the time when a person's mind was most relaxed. At this moment, two lines of clear tears finally fell slowly in Mu Qingya's red eyes. Her expression that had been tense became a little weak. At this moment, she looked like an ordinary young girl.

After Zhao Fan landed, he did not stop, but rushed towards Mu Qingya at a faster speed.

In the state of fighting, his exploration technique never stopped exploring from beginning to end, and soon he saw countless red light spots flashing in the bottom of the air ferry.

His expression was solemn that he had the only solemnity in front of him. After rushing to the vicinity of the van, he grabbed the gap on the roof of the van and teared it up again. Then he stretched out his hands and grabbed Mu Qingya's shoulders, and lifted her out extremely roughly.

"What are you doing?"

Mu Qingya, who had a slightly trance-looking expression, felt ache in his shoulders, and shouted in her mouth, holding his wrist with both hands and twisting it twice, but she could not break free.

After leaving the van, Zhao Fanxiong's strong arms had already wrapped around her delicate waist.

"Let go!"

Mu Qingya seemed to be the more nervous the situation was, the calmer she became. At this moment, the sad expression on her face had long disappeared, and her expression returned to that cold state. She shouted coldly, raised her elbow and hit Zhao Fan's throat.

"Stop making trouble, we will die if we continue to make trouble!"

Zhao Fan didn't even block it, and shouted softly, tightened his arms, hugged Mu Qingya and jumped off the side of the ship.

His movements were fast enough, but the other party had already decided to die with them. Less than two seconds after they fell into the water, the sound of a blast of explosion came from behind.

It’s not that you will die if you are in the center of the explosion. Not to mention the fragments that burst out after a steel ferry was blown up, just the loud bang and the shock wave caused by the explosion will be a fatal injury to people.

The moment the explosion sounded, the two of them felt a severe pain in their ears, a drowsy head, a look of pain on their faces, and no sound could be heard any more.

The exploration technique has been paying attention to behind him and saw countless sharp fragments shooting towards him along with the surging river. Zhao Fan gritted his teeth and hugged Mu Qingya completely in his arms, using his back to block the direction where the fragments flew.

The huge shock wave twitched the river water to form a huge wave, pushing the two of them away in the distance. Metal fragments as big as door panels flew all over the sky, and the water seemed much safer.

But this kind of safety is only relative. At least Zhao Fan felt that countless parts of his back were burning like fire, and he didn't know how many wounds there were.

The river water was hot. Seeing Mu Qingya's face turned purple due to the long-term breathing and the impact of the sound waves, Zhao Fan exerted force under his feet, hoping to take her to the surface of the water. However, the river water had become a turbulent flow at this moment. No matter how powerful he was, he could not control his body and direction at all with him.

"Bang"

A dull impact rang out on Zhao Fan's back, and even he was knocked out of mind. He couldn't help but let out a muffled groan, and then he drank a few mouthfuls of river water with mud and sand. His chest was as uncomfortable as it was burning, and his mind became a little dazed.

His exploration technique was indeed able to see the metal piece the size of a door panel hitting him with a series of bubbles, but he could only see it. He had no ability to avoid this ghost thing in the water.

"Are I going to die with him?"

"I'm going to die with someone I hate."

"Do I really hate him, or are I used to the timidity of the people around me?"

"Can't I let go of the paranoia in my heart for someone who protects me with my life?"

You can never guess what a woman is thinking. Who can imagine that at this moment, Mu Qingya, who has almost returned to her, would be these things in her mind?
Chapter completed!