Immortals Dump Waste In My Home

At this moment, Yang Ping can already be said to have used the fastest speed in his life to run fast towards the old banyan tree, but his speed is still slightly slower.

The assassin was standing on a raised rock at the moment and aimed directly at Yang Ping's back...

boom!

With one shot, Yang Ping was not so lucky this time. He had a protective goggles but no back goggles.

This shot directly caused Yang Ping to be knocked down to the ground. The power of the sniper rifle was still beyond doubt.

In addition, Yang Ping did not practice the exercises like Xu Fan, and his muscles were not very strong. This shot directly made a big hole about two centimeters in diameter in his back.

It directly penetrated his back.

"Damn!" Yang Ping shouted angrily, turned over with all his might, and then quickly disassembled and assembled his box. This was his last killer.

Fortunately, the firearm used by the killer was a semi-automatic sniper rifle. After one shot, it needs to be reloaded and cannot be fired continuously. Otherwise, Yang Ping should be dead for a while.

Yang Ping's hand speed is still very fast, and at this moment, he has already realized his fate, so the speed in his hand is already fast and almost has a shadow. However, no matter how fast he is, he still can't reach the opposite side. The speed of the bore.

At this moment, the assassin had already raised the sniper rifle in his hand again, aimed at Yang Ping's head, and said with a chuckle, "Goodbye."

boom!

When the gun fired, the killer put the gun away and closed his eyes.

This is his professional habit. When he shoots and kills, he will habitually close his eyes, not wanting to see the moment when his opponent dies tragically.

It took a full five seconds before he opened his eyes again, but when he opened his eyes, he was stunned.

Originally when he was thinking about it, he opened his eyes and saw a headshot corpse, but when he opened his eyes, what he saw was an empty ground.

People!

He exclaimed from the bottom of his heart, then quickly put away the gun and prepared to escape from here, although he didn't know what happened.

But he still knows one thing, that is, at this time, he can no longer handle it.

When this kind of thing happens, running away is the first priority!

However, at the moment he just picked up the gun, a clear male voice rang behind him: "Are you the so-called killer?"

Hearing this word, he was taken aback for a moment, slowly raised his hand, and said with a trembling voice: "I have something to say..."

Before he finished speaking, he was hit hard and knocked to the ground.

Looking at the assassin who passed out on the ground, the man behind him sighed, "Doing a bad job, I have to come as a assassin."

After speaking, the man directly carried him on his shoulders and quickly walked towards Xu Fan's yard.

This person is not someone else, but the man who just appeared in Xu Fan's yard!

At this moment, Xu Fan was standing by the wall with a calm face, looking at Yang Ping who looked dull beside him, and kept stroking his chest that should have been pierced in a daze.

"Xu...Xu Fan, what the **** is going on?"

Yang Ping looked at Xu Fan with an indifferent expression, and asked in shock.

Xu Fan waved his hand and said, "He should have brought the person. You should take him to a place where no one should be, and ask me everything that should or shouldn't be asked."

At this moment, the man was already carrying people and walked in front of Xu Fan and the others.

Yang Ping nodded and did not speak any more. Instead, he took the sniper rifle off the man and put it behind his back. Then, carrying the man, he walked towards the back mountain of Xu Fan's house.

"Wait!" Seeing that Yang Ping was going to his own back mountain, Xu Fan waved his hand quickly to signal him to come back.

Yang Ping was taken aback, turned his head to look at Xu Fan, and asked: "What's the matter?"

"I thought for a while, you should go to my chicken farm for interrogation, and talk to Qiu Su'e when you go, and say that I ordered her to find you a quiet place."

Xu Fan said to Yang Ping.

"Ah? No? I am carrying a gun on my back, what should I do if someone sees it?"

Yang Ping asked bitterly.

Xu Fan glanced at him and said faintly: "Aren't you a professional killer? Why can't you even do this?"

Listening to Xu Fan's words, Yang Ping gave a wry smile, and stopped answering the conversation, and went out directly carrying the assassin.

When Yang Ping walked away, Xu Fan took a deep breath, looked at the person in front of him, and slowly asked, "Who are you?"

"Me? The Heavenly Court is waiting for the Heavenly Soldier Sima Tianhe, and I have seen Mr. Xu Fan!"

The man took a deep breath, then knelt on one knee, and said to Xu Fan.

Xu Fan opened his eyes, Heavenly Soldier? !

Looking at the person in front of you, with a wave of one hand, Xu Fan and Yang Ping's injuries can be healed instantly. This level is actually just an inferior heavenly soldier? !

But Xu Fan now has no time to worry about this.

The people of Heavenly Court came directly to the lower realm. At this time, Xu Fan had already discovered that things seemed not so simple.

Taking a deep breath, Xu Fan slowly asked Sima Tianhe: "Say, do you have any mission here?"

"There are two tasks. One is to save Mr. Xu Fan from danger."

Sima Tianhe smiled softly and spoke slowly.

Xu Fan was already a little impatient at this time and asked: "Then what is your second task?!"

Sima Tianhe didn't conceal it either, and directly said to Xu Fan: "The second task is to say goodbye to you, Mr. Daierlang. I don't know when to see you again. I hope Mr. Xu Fan, cherish it!"

The second half of the sentence should be from the mouth of Erlang Shen, but the title has changed.

Xu Fan nodded lightly, and was about to say something to Sima Tianhe, but he was taken aback for a moment, and he took out the phone directly and quickly.

Then he opened the WeChat directly and quickly looked through it. Now, his WeChat has returned to the status of an ordinary person's WeChat. All the fairy WeChat has disappeared, and he and his friends asked for something. , All disappeared.

"What's going on?!" Xu Fan asked eagerly, looking at Sima Tianhe.

The heavens disappeared collectively. This is not a joke. I have always relied on this heaven. Now, it has disappeared completely.

This is not good news for Xu Fan!