Tomb Raider: To protect the research, the school flowers are rolled up in the tomb

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Ye Fan clasped the opponent's throat with his left hand: "Shut up!"

"Whoosh!"

With the help of pain and momentum, Ye Fan broke free from the gap between the zombie's fangs, and at the same time stabbed fiercely into the zombie's chest.

"flutter!"

Ye Fan pulled out the dagger with his left hand, causing a stream of heat.

Then, he swung his backhand again, and the dagger pierced the zombie's abdomen.

Ye Fan kicked the opponent over, picked up the blood-stained dagger, and slashed again, the zombie's body collapsed.

With a scream, the zombie fell a few meters and hit the door frame heavily.

Ye Fan also staggered and fell into the coffin lid

.

"call--"

Li Feiyan breathed a sigh of relief, and slumped on the sofa to rest.

"Damn, I was almost killed by you, almost turned into a roast leg of lamb."

At this moment, Ye Fan also got up from the coffin, looked down at the wound, and then took out a silver needle to disinfect and bandage it.

Seeing that the wound was deep enough to see the bone, he felt a chill in his heart. Fortunately, he was careful enough, otherwise he would really have to confess tonight.

"Who told you to touch it?"

Li Feiyan also glared at Ye Fan, and then her eyes focused:

"By the way, where is the stiff mother-in-law?"

She searched around but found no one, so she turned her head to look at Ye Fan and asked:

"Before I was poisoned, I heard Granny Zhu cough twice. Has she already run away?"

She also felt that her body was getting weaker and weaker, probably because of the toxin from the stiff mother-in-law.

Ye Fan responded indifferently: "I didn't run away!"

"Didn't run away?"

Li Feiyan was slightly surprised: "Where's the stiff mother-in-law? Why haven't you seen her?"

Ye Fan shrugged his shoulders: "I don't know, I'm not a fairy."

"Then how do you know there is something wrong with this mummy?"

Li Feiyan asked: "Could it be that a blind cat met a dead mouse?"

"Anyway, let's kill the mummy first!"

Ye Fan picked up the dagger, aimed at the mummy's throat and stabbed it.

Li Feiyan couldn't stop shouting: "You don't really want to kill it, do you?"

"Don't you want revenge?"

Ye Fan's tone was indifferent: "If you kill it, you don't owe it any kindness, and you don't owe it any debt."

"Although I am not a gentleman, I will pay back what is due."

"Kill it and I will be free!"

After finishing speaking, he stabbed out and hit the zombie's throat!

The zombie's body trembled, and a mouthful of black blood spewed out.

His eyes were wide open, very angry.

Li Feiyan was very surprised and wanted to stop her, but her body became paralyzed again.

"laugh--"

The dagger stabbed down again, another cloud of black blood spurted out, the zombie shook a few times, and fell to the ground.

It's dead.

Ye Fan wiped the blood off his cheeks, then pushed the zombie into the coffin, and quickly packed it up.

He also inspected the corpses of zombies by the way, wondering where hidden weapons were hidden.

"boom--"

When Ye Fan finished his work and got into the coffin lid, there was a loud noise in the room.

The door was kicked into pieces, and a tall woman broke in.

Dressed in black, wearing a mask, his delicately contoured face revealed a gloomy and ferocious look, like a haunted ghost.

She also carried a strong evil spirit, and the whole room was instantly filled with a frosty and cold atmosphere.

"Li Feiyan, is that you?"

"Unexpectedly, you are not dead!"

"You're still alive, it seems that your life is hard enough."

The tall slender woman stared at Li Feiyan and sneered, then walked to the side of the coffin and took a few glances.

"Ye Fan, I'm still alive, okay?"

Li Feiyan's pretty face was full of sadness: "I want you to watch with your own eyes that Tang Ruoxue died in front of you."

Ye Fan's face changed drastically, and he yelled: "Get out!"

"boom--"

Without saying a word, Li Feiyan punched the side of the coffin.

The coffin instantly split into five or six lines.

A puff of black smoke seeped from the crack, emitting a suffocating stench.

Chapter 802 A master's trick, tricks are amazing

Li Feiyan sniffed the stench, immediately snorted, covered her nose and took three steps back.

Apparently the smell was very damaging to her.

Ye Fan took the opportunity to jump out of the coffin.

He looked at the woman and shouted, "What on earth do you want to do?"

"What do you want to do? I want to peel your skin, cram your tendons, and eat your flesh!"

Li Feiyan was furious: "I won't make it easy for you, no, I won't let you die quickly, I will torture you slowly."

Ye Fan sneered when he heard this: "Then you can torture me slowly!"

"Ye Fan, you really surprised me."

The tall slender woman put her hands behind her back: "You can escape my silver needle, and you can escape the poison of Granny Zhuang, you are indeed a character."

"Just let me tell you, no matter how powerful you are, I can make your life worse than death."

There was a murderous light in her eyes.

Ye Fan counterattacked unceremoniously: "Stop talking nonsense, fight if you want to fight, kill if you want to kill."

"Ye Fan, I have to admit that you are a tough guy and a person worthy of admiration. Unfortunately, I want you to die, so...you must die!"

The tall slender woman spoke word by word: "My name is Han Yue, remember, I'm here to kill you!"

Ye Fan said lightly: "Then you should do it quickly."

"court death!"

Han Yue let out a drink, and straightened her figure.

"Whoosh!"

The next second, a short gun appeared in her hand.

One click of the trigger.

"careful!"

Li Feiyan reminded instinctively.

"boom!"

Before Ye Fan could move his body, a bullet had already burst out, brushing Ye Fan's ear and nailing it into the wall.

There was a hole in the solid wall.

Li Feiyan's complexion changed drastically, she subconsciously tilted her head, and even shook her right hand, pinching half of the crossbow arrow.

The crossbow bolt was so sharp that it almost cut her fingertips.

Ye Fan was also breaking out in a cold sweat. It was dangerous. If he took a slow shot just now, he might have died under the bed long ago.

"Little bastard, good luck!"

Han Yue didn't expect that the crossbow arrow didn't penetrate Ye Fan's head, her eyes flickered with regret, and then she smiled coquettishly:

"It's a pity that you met me, so you are destined to be abused."

Holding a short gun, she slowly stepped forward: "Tonight, I will let you try to despair!"

While speaking, she raised her hand and pulled the trigger continuously.

36 steel balls swished past.

Crossbow arrows, bullets, iron sand.

It enveloped Ye Fan overwhelmingly!

Ye Fan's face changed drastically.

He didn't expect this woman to be so fierce, such a dense offensive, it was impossible to resist.

The only good thing is that he has a close relationship with Li Feiyan, and Han Yue dared not kill them both on the spot.

Ye Fan roared, his whole body tensed up, and then jumped out of the coffin.

"Whoosh whoosh—"

Steel balls and bullets poured over, only crackling sounds were heard, and the floors around Ye Fan exploded and collapsed.

Countless stone chips and mud splashed, making Li Feiyan scream.

"Damn things!"

Seeing that the steel ball and the bullet did not hurt Ye Fan, Han Yueliu frowned.

She bit her red lip, grabbed the coffin board with her left hand and slapped Ye Fan!

Ye Fan was about to jump out of the window, but he didn't expect the other party to make such a sharp move.

He could only stop his thoughts, cover his head with his arms, and try his best to defend.

"Crack-"

With a loud noise, the coffin board fell down, just hitting Ye Fan's arms.

Broken arms.

Seeing this, Han Yue fired again, and the bullets hit Ye Fan hard in the coffin.

It's just that before the copper coin hit Ye Fan, Han Yue felt the danger.

She retreated instinctively, and at the same time reached out and pulled out a black cloth, wrapping it around her body to hide her sight.

The moment the black cloth fell to the ground, Ye Fan jumped up from the coffin, his legs swept out.

"Whoosh-"

Fast and anxious, Han Yue had no room to dodge at all, and could only instinctively swing the crossbar of the short spear.

"when!"

There was a loud noise, sparks shot out, and Ye Fan's legs whipped the opponent out like a whip.