"KaKa——"

Just when Ye Fan showed that he was empty gun, he suddenly felt his feet move.

The pupils of his eyes instantly shrank into a needle-shaped shape!

When Ye Fan turned his feet in front of him, the ghost assassin suddenly lifted the dining table and slammed Ye Fan, and at the same time he jumped up like a kangaroo.

"kill!"

A fruit knife held in his hand at some point stabbed Ye Fan like a poisonous snake!

Fierce and vicious.

Cai Lingzhi, who crawled out of the wine cabinet, shouted: "Ye Fan, be careful."

Unexpectedly, Ye Fan's face was not a little panic, but a little more slight joke.

Ye Fan raised his right hand lightly, and the gun, which had no bullets, instantly withstood the fruit knife.

The next second, his left hand suddenly poked out, pinched the ghost assassin's wrist, broke it with a click, and then kicked him in the abdomen.

"ah--"

The pain was extremely severe, and the ghost assassin instinctively groaned and twisted his body to retreat.

Ye Fan grabbed the fruit knife with his backhand, pressed all his strength and pushed him against the wall, stabbing him little by little at the throat of the ghost assassin.

The ghost assassin could not resist at all.

He was full of anger and despair, but he was even more helpless.

He watched the cold thorn slowly pierce into his throat.

Ye Fan also left a sentence with his ear:

“Go along the way…”

"flutter--"

A knife penetrated into his throat, and a stream of blood sputtered. The ghost assassin's body shook, his eyes widened and he died slowly.

He was unwilling to accept it, he was frustrated, he didn't believe it, but his breath poured out and he had no strength in his whole body.

Vitality is extinguished.

"bite--"

At this moment, the cell phone in the ghost assassin's arms vibrated.

Ye Fan reached out and took it out and opened it.

A quiet voice sounded quickly from the other end of the phone: "Is Cai Ling dead?"

Ye Fan smiled faintly:
Chapter completed!