Both sides were shot in a rain of bullets and blood flowed into a river.

At this time, Ye Fan, who was ignored, was taking people back to his original place.

He touched the still warm body and looked at the camp where wars were on the battlefield: "Lock the entrance and exit!"

Ye Fan spoke with his hands on his back: "Let them beat them well, don't call me if they don't beat them until they are bleeding!"

The Ling family's children immediately dispersed silently... Ten minutes later, Dong Qianli appeared beside Ye Fan: "Young Master Ye, Qinghu and others attacked each other, broke through the three lines of Jia's defense, and had fully attacked the camp."

"The two sides are in close contact."

"The Qinghu and others have a lot of power, and the Jia murderer must have high tactical qualities, and he will never win or lose."

"But more than a hundred people died on both sides, and the battle situation was very tragic."

Ye Fan did not speak out, closed his eyes and rested.

Twenty minutes later, Dong Qianli reported to Ye Fan again: "Young Master Ye, Qinghu and the others' attacks were suppressed by the Jia murderer."

"The coalition forces on both sides did not break through the entire camp for a big gathering!"

Thirty minutes later, Dong Qianli appeared again: "Young Master Ye, Qinghu and the others not only did not meet, but were also cut and surrounded by the Jia murderer who had stabilized his position."

"Jia not only put Qinghu and the others in to fight, but also used various underground passages and castles to divide the snipers."

"Qinghu and the others lost nearly five hundred people!"

Forty minutes later.

"Mr. Ye, Qinghu and the others have changed from attacking to defense."

"And their retreat was blocked by the Jia murderer."

"Fortunately, Qinghu and his team snatched an office building to defend themselves to avoid being wiped out."

"But their situation is still very bad!"

Fifty minutes later.

"Mr. Ye, there are only 300 people left in the Qinghu group, and they are surrounded by the Jia murderers."

"There are about 600 murderers in Jia family. They not only have various light and heavy weapons, but also large armor-breaking vehicles."

Sixty minutes later.

"Mr. Ye, the murderer of Jia is pouring gasoline into the office building, trying to burn Qinghu and the others to death."

Dong Qianli added: "At most twenty minutes, Qinghu and the others will be wiped out."

"What a bunch of waste!"

Ye Fan slowly opened his eyes: "One thousand six hundred people can't hold on for two hours!"

Then he waved his fingers lightly: "Let it go!"

With a command, the woods shook instantly, and countless sounds sounded.

Colorful fireworks rushed into the entire camp like arrows.

The next second, they exploded together, covering an area of ​​more than ten miles.

Ye Fan put on a gas mask: "Do it!"

Countless Ling family children flocked forward...
Chapter completed!