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

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"I can't kill you, can't I trap you?"

Miyamoto Ichiro sneered: "Here are 920 copper coins and [-] nails."

"For every five meters you move, I will make you lose a nail or a copper coin."

"I'm going to tie you into a sieve."

"Of course, if you are willing to tie your hands up, I can promise to keep your whole body and prevent you from dying in pain."

He obviously expected that Ye Fan would not compromise.

Chapter 808

Ye Fan narrowed his eyes slightly when he heard the words: "Do you know what these things are for?"

"Of course, Mr. and Mrs. Miyamoto are buried here. How can I not know what they like?"

Ichiro Miyamoto showed a sense of pride: "I have also discussed with Mrs. Miyamoto, I think she must like copper coins!"

"It's just that I never thought that she would use nails and copper coins to kill her husband."

"Oh, it's really heartbreaking."

While speaking, he had already walked in front of Ye Fan.

He took out a brocade box and put it on the table: "Ye Fan, here are copper coins and nails, you can choose."

"Do you think you are qualified to leave here alive?"

He reminded Ye Fan: "You have to cherish life, you are a talent."

"Miyamoto Ichiro, stop talking nonsense!"

Ye Fan said firmly: "You can't kill me."

"Hahaha, young man, you don't know the heights of the heavens and the depths of the earth!"

Miyamoto Ichiro grinned: "Do you think that with your crippled body, you can counter my ninjutsu?"

"you are wrong!"

The ancient tomb suddenly shook violently. ．

Countless rocks crashed down, like a flash flood.

Ye Fan's face changed drastically: "Run away—"

Miyamoto Ichiro didn't take it seriously at all, and snorted coldly at Ye Fan:

"late!"

He raised his hand abruptly.

Hundreds of silver needles flew out of his hands.

The silver light flashed, and the airflow swept wildly, covering Ye Fan's whole body in an instant.

"puff!"

The silver needle pierced Ye Fan's chest fiercely, bringing out a lot of blood.

At the same time, it also blocked all Ye Fan's power.

There is no doubt that these silver needles contain toxins, which are designed to seal the power of warriors.

"Whoosh!"

Taking advantage of Ye Fan's serious injury and loss of strength, Miyamoto Ichiro kicked out his right foot in a row, kicking Ye Fan over directly, breaking a thick pillar and falling to the ground.

Then he slashed at Ye Fan's throat with a long knife.

"flutter!"

The blade fell, and a splash of blood spattered.

Miyamoto Ichiro nodded in satisfaction, and was about to put away the long knife and leave.

However, just as the blade landed in the air, it was firmly grasped by another pair of hands.

Ye Fan held the dagger back, and slammed it upwards. The tip of the knife broke, and Ichiro Miyamoto fell back five or six meters with a scream...

He looked at Ye Fan in disbelief: "How can you still stand up?"

"Because I'm better than you!"

Ye Fan raised his left hand violently, knocked off the stone on his body, then rushed over, smashed the coffin lid with one punch, and jumped out.

At the same time, a sharp arrow shot.

Ye Fan tilted his head, and the arrows passed by, leaving a deep scar. It was obvious that Ichiro Miyamoto was hiding a trick.

Then, as soon as he turned around, there were three feet facing the wall.

"boom!"

There was a muffled sound, sawdust flying, and a wall rumbling.

"boom--"

There was a loud noise, bricks and tiles flew, dust splashed, and the entire ancient tomb shook.

"idiot!"

Miyamoto Ichiro let out a roar and spewed out a mouthful of blood. He obviously didn't expect Ye Fan to be so fierce that he actually destroyed the structure of the castle.

He originally wanted Ye Fan to die on the spot, but now it seems that Ye Fan is not only capable of fighting, but also very powerful.

"Miyamoto, get out and die!"

Ye Fan stepped on the coffin board and shouted: "You despicable villain, what kind of hero are you hiding in there?"

Miyamoto Ichiro laughed angrily: "Ye Fan, you still dare to shout, do you think you can get out alive tonight?"

"Let me tell you, the castle has already been properly laid out. Not only are there organs, but also traps, and there are twelve elites."

"You are the resurrection of the nine bastards, and you will never get out of the castle today."

He grinned grimly: "Just obediently wait to be the turtle in the urn, hahaha——"

After finishing speaking, he walked around Ye Fan from the side and prepared to leave.

"Want to run?"

Ye Fan smiled indifferently, picked up an axe, and with a flash of his figure, they instantly drew closer to each other.

Ichiro Miyamoto couldn't stop walking.

Ye Fan gave an order: "Hack him to death!"

A group of men in black screamed and rushed out.

Miyamoto Ichiro hurriedly threw away the broken samurai sword to resist.

"Dangdangdang-"

Just listen to the continuous sound of metal chirping, and a group of sparks bloom.

The two sides mingle.

Although Miyamoto Ichiro is very skilled, he is outnumbered, and with too much physical exertion, he is gradually at a disadvantage.

His neck and legs were cut several times, and a stream of blood flowed from the corner of his mouth, but he still gritted his teeth and persisted.

"kill!"

Seeing this, Ye Fan showed no mercy at all, and dropped his axe, and a man in black fell down in response.

He seized the samurai sword and attacked Miyamoto Ichiro twice.

Miyamoto Ichiro had more than a dozen wounds on his body.

"Ye Fan, who the hell are you?"

Miyamoto Ichiro was very angry: "You are obviously a waste, how can you be so powerful?"

Ye Fan ignored it and continued to chase Miyamoto Ichiro.

"Ding--"

At this moment, there was a crisp sound from the tomb, as if some kind of thunder exploded.

Then, the top of the tomb slowly lowered, like a steel plate falling.

Ye Fan felt his ears buzzing, but couldn't hear anything for a while.

At the same time, a sense of suffocation rushed into his nostrils, making it difficult for Ye Fan to breathe.

Danger!

Ye Fan instinctively shrank to avoid the falling steel plate.

"boom!"

The steel plate hit Ye Fan's back, making a loud noise, making his bones crack, as if they were about to fall apart.

"Bastard!"

Ye Fan cursed angrily, turned around and stabbed him.

The steel plate exploded with a bang, fragments were scattered in all directions, and dozens of marbles were also splashed out.

"Whoosh whoosh—"

Taking advantage of this opportunity, Ichiro Miyamoto pulled the trigger again and again.

The bullets poured on Ye Fan's body, causing his muscles to ache, and his skin almost fell off.

"Oh shit!"

Ye Fan cursed, and could only avoid the rain of bullets in embarrassment, and evacuated from the range of the steel plate again.

"Whoosh whoosh!"

Miyamoto Ichiro fired more than a dozen bullets.

The bullets were so dense that Ye Fan could only get down on the ground to avoid their sharpness for the time being.

It's just that he just lay down next to the coffin when a bullet pierced Ye Fan's knee.

The piercing pain made Ye Fan groan, and fell to the ground.

He wanted to struggle to get up, but in the end, Ichiro Miyamoto was stabbed several times in the abdomen.

Blood dripping.

Miyamoto Ichiro stepped on the steel plate and jumped out, then drew his gun and pointed at Ye Fan and shouted:

"Ye Fan, no matter who you are, I will kill you tonight!"

Ye Fan coughed, took out his phone, and called He Lianjing: "Honey, I've been attacked..."

"what?"

He Lianjing was surprised at first, then asked anxiously: "Where is the injury? Is it serious?"

Ye Fan smiled wryly: "I got hit seven times, but it's not a serious problem, it's just a little troublesome, I guess it will be better tomorrow morning..."

He didn't tell the woman about his injury, worrying that she wouldn't think about eating or drinking.

"I'll contact the hospital and the police immediately!"

He Lianjing breathed a sigh of relief when he heard the words: "And your nanny and auntie, let them find someone to bring medicine and gauze over, don't move around!"

Ye Fan squeezed out a sentence: "Don't worry, I will take care of myself."

"Then I'll hang up first!"

Chapter 809 Mummy Skeleton, Carefully Planned

After He Lianjing gave a few more instructions, he quickly hung up the line and made a call.

Ye Fan panted against the coffin, thinking how to kill Ichiro Miyamoto.

"boom!"