"Kid, don't push yourself too hard, these guys are armed for real!" The old policeman, who had been all high and mighty earlier, was now starting to consider Ye Fan's situation.
Ye Fan replied, "Thanks for the warning!"
At that moment, Ye Fan was like a god of death, almost moving through a hail of bullets, using his Spiritual Energy to kill several assassins in the distance. By the time Ye Fan had finished, the escorts still hadn't figured out what had happened.
"Sang Yuan, take these bodies away!" Ye Fan turned to Sang Yuan and instructed.
"Yes, young master!" Sang Yuan captured the gunman, then directly sent the dozen people who had appeared to another place. The previously startled escorts suddenly realized it was silent over there. When they looked over again, only Ye Fan was left standing.
