"Cough! I've had a little cold recently, so I'll be fine after going to the city to rest. Thank you for your concern, brother." After coughing a few times, Zhuo Fan patted his chest.

"Sick?"

"If you are sick, you have to rest. These damn guards are just a few second-level warriors. I really want to beat them up and break through so that we can spend the night in the city beautifully, and you can rest assured to recuperate."

"That's right, I'm worried outside..."

The attention of several people was suddenly drawn away, and the bodyguard didn't say much.

On the bus behind Zhuo Fan, a woman in a purple maid outfit stepped down. Her brows frowned and her clothes were also a little messy and wrinkled.

The bodyguard in black stared at his eyes and stepped forward to ask, "Carolland, why are you out? What's wrong with Lord Mel?"

"It's all him, Sebastian, he..." She pointed at Zhuo Fan, and before she finished speaking, "Swish!"

A long black shadow fell from the top of the bus, and the black shadow fell directly on Corollan's shoulder. The black shadow quickly twisted and wrapped around her neck.

"Snake!" Corollan felt a chill in his neck, and he screamed, his eyes turned pale, and he fainted in fear.

"Snake?" "Where did it come from?" Everyone was confused.

"Mr. Mel!" The black-clad bodyguard rushed onto the bus, regardless of Cololand.

The others panicked and didn't know what to do.

"Run quickly! There are so many snakes!" Zhuo Fan suddenly screamed, and then ran towards the entrance of the city gate. The moonlight paved the ground, and the gravel dirt road under his feet extended out. The end of the dirt road was the west exit of the flange. The arched exit gate that can accommodate the entry and exit of the carriage was wide open, and the gate was filled with warm orange lights. The wide open city gate and lights were like an open warm embrace. Unfortunately, twelve scenic white armor guards blocked the intersection.

They were divided into two rows, each with six people, guarding the entrance.

The twelve guards are all second-level warriors. Generally speaking, there will be no problems with their guards. Most people are so scared that they dare not move when they see their majestic appearance, not to mention that they still have twelve rifles in their hands.

However, Zhuo Fan's mood still did not fluctuate when facing the close gaze of the twelve people. While running towards the city gate and the guards, he gradually lowered his speed so that the people behind him could follow.

"Run quickly!" In panic, everyone was a little unreasonable under the stimulation of the leader, and immediately rushed to the entrance. "Brothers, hurry up."

With a few people taking the lead, the rest immediately rushed to follow.

"Stop!" "Stop!"

"Kake!" More than a dozen rifles were loaded at the same time, and the black muzzle was lifted up, ready to devour more lives.

"Come over and shoot!"

Seeing this, a group of men and friends of Mel stopped immediately. They knew that if they were shot and killed in this situation, the other party could not bear any responsibility.

"What should I do?" They looked at me, I looked at you, and they had no idea for a moment.

While everyone was silent, Zhuo Fan took another step forward. He stood in the front of the queue. Not only Mel's men, but also these guards, and everyone's eyes locked on him.

One of the young white guards also held up the M16 classic rifle in his hand and chose a single shot mode. His index finger had been placed on the trigger and pointed at Zhuo Fan five meters away.

"Slow down." Another middle-aged guard suddenly said: "Don't shoot. After shooting, you have to explain to your superiors. Moreover, the bullets are very precious. These precious bullets are used to protect the safety of the flange, not to kill people..."

His voice was not loud, but it was very powerful. Everyone present nodded secretly.

Zhuo Fan raised his head slightly, and the sunglasses he was wearing reflected a ray of cold light. He had no expression on his face and took two steps forward. Now the distance between him and the muzzle was only two meters, which was a distance that could be crossed by a forward rush.

Five or six muzzles were pointed at him, and there was a shotgun engraved with the NOVA (supernova) logo.

Seeing the shotgun, Zhuo Fan stopped. If there was only a single-shot rifle, he was still sure that he could force it to pass. However, the Xia Gun was extremely harmful at close range, and it was covered with a hundred meters, and it was still a piece of killing. Even if the condensation of the mental power shield could not block all the bullets. If he was impulsive now, he would be a death sentence.

With so many muzzles, even if you have the perception of the mind, you cannot avoid dozens of bullets at once. They will definitely turn into sieves.

Under the sunglasses, Zhuo Fan's eyes stared at the orange-yellow light on the city wall. The warm light enveloped everyone, but the light could not dispel their shadows and fear.

There is a pair of light bulbs on the upper left of the city gate, and there are two on the upper right. The left and right bulbs are more than ten meters apart. However, only two light bulbs lit up in the four light bulbs. Zhuo Fan speculated that the other one was a backup.

"What should I do? There are only two light sources on the periphery of the flange outlet. If they can be destroyed at the same time, they will definitely create chaos and rush in. These guards will definitely not dare to shoot randomly. If they fire, they may hurt their own people. They should not be so stupid."

"Especially the Xiaban gun, one shot is a piece of it, and it still shoots in chaos. Only a madman can do this."

Zhuo Fan stopped in the same place with his brow frowned slightly, and kept thinking about various breakthrough strategies in his heart. The two lights brought his two cross-shaped shadows.

"The range of my mindfulness perception is limited, and the range of extreme perception is about ten meters around. In this way, it can only cover one light bulb, but the other cannot be guaranteed to hit it 100%. "With the stone in my hand, Zhuo Fan's hand loosens and tightens. "Although the probability of failure is not high, once it fails, it is very likely to die directly."

Even if Zhuo Fan was decisive, he had to remain silent and carefully consider the pros and cons.

"Is there any other way?" Zhuo Fan thought to himself, turned around slowly, and accidentally lifted the stone under his feet. The stone rolled out, rolled towards Mel's subordinates and friends, and then rolled towards the bus.

Others were sweating for him. They were pointed at by a gun and their backs were already cold, and they felt that their lives were no longer on their hands. They started to talk in a low voice.

"You are facing six or seven guns, and you can still be so calm? This kind of mental quality is really strong!"

"I am really a third-level warrior!"

"No, it's because Lord Mel has a good vision and is blessed that he chose a master like Sebastian as a bodyguard!"

"Well, it's not bad, I'm a talent. In the future, I'll hire such a person as my bodyguard if I have the chance. I'm happy to spend double, no, I'll spend three times the money."

"Not good!" A man exclaimed and sent out from the bus. Immediately afterwards, the bodyguard in black rushed out of the bus.

"What's going on?" Mel's friend surrounded him.

The black-clothed bodyguard's forehead was soaked with sweat, and his hair was stuck together: "Sir... His old illness broke out, his heartbeats are now at a rapid pace, and he is sweating all over his body. I don't know how long he can last."

"Did you take medicine?"

"I've looked for the special medicine that he doesn't have. Maybe it was because of the hasty trip this time, and he forgot about it."

"Then have you tried first aid?"

"I've tried it, I've used all the methods I can use, but..." He kept wiping with his palms, and tears kept flowing. "If this continues, he can't hold on for a long time..."

"It would be great if I could enter the city. Lord Mel would definitely be treated when he got inside."

The black-clad bodyguard's eyes were lit, and he hugged the speaker's shoulders directly: "Really? Can you really save the adult?"

"I think it's OK. This kind of special medicine for treating the heart is still very common."

"The problem is, I don't know if the guards will be able to adapt. I think it's difficult..." The man shook his head.

"This person seems to be very loyal to Mel..." Zhuo Fan felt a little guilty. "This matter also has some connection with me, and I have to help them rush in with me."

"What should we do if they are not compatible?" The black-clad bodyguard was so anxious that he only grabbed his hair. "Or let's rush in!" His eyes also showed a hint of madness.

"Come with me, I have something to say." He gave the bodyguard a wink and Zhuo Fan retreated into the shadow of the tree beside the road.

The bodyguard glanced at the others, and he quickly followed: "You have a way?"

"Of course...you'll do this later...and then I'll do this, and then you run away with your lord on your back, and I'll attract the guards to pursue you."

The bodyguard nodded and his eyes shone: "Thank you! Brother!" His pronunciation was a bit heavy, and Zhuo Fan didn't pay attention.

"Ring ~Ring!"

A string of bells drifted and came from the viaduct from a distance. The sound became louder and louder from far to near.

When Zhuo Fan heard the sound of the bell, he felt dizzy in his head. The earth under his feet seemed to shaking. It was the pulsation of the earth! He barely held the tree trunk and did not fall.

"What's wrong with you?" the bodyguard asked with concern. "Where are you feeling uncomfortable?"

After rubbing his head, Zhuo Fanqiang's energy was still not falling: "It's nothing, do you feel the ground is vibrating?"

"No." The bodyguard simply shook his head.

Soon Zhuo Fan had adapted to the ringtone and looked at the place where the sound came out.

On the viaduct, a figure came quickly. It is not an exaggeration to describe his speed as a speed of lightning. His speed has definitely exceeded 200 kilometers per hour, which is comparable to cars and even famous cars. If you don’t pay attention, you will have the illusion that he is flying. After a closer look, you will find that he is riding a bicycle.

"I don't know if the bicycles in the mind series are X-thousands. Tsk tsk, they are so rich..." The voice of discussion from afar came, and Zhuo Fan also had an impression of the bicycle. Ivan, a classmate from the next class, was showing off his bicycle.

"X1000 is already very awesome. Only a senior psychic can make it run at full speed. I heard that it can reach a maximum speed of 100 kilometers per hour..."
Chapter completed!