"How is that possible?!"
The special forces captain looked at Ning Fan, who was twisting his head, with eyes filled with disbelief.
You should know that those were bullets, and at such a close distance, almost grazing Ning Fan's head, yet he managed to dodge them just like that?
Such a fact was something this group couldn't dare believe, as their eyes swiftly filled with a trace of fear and wariness.
The captain, greatly alarmed, quickly retreated, maintaining such a distance. If the other party continued to exhibit non-human existence, wouldn't close combat be akin to seeking death?
"Open fire, kill this man!"
While retreating, the captain also didn't forget to command the other special forces.
By now, Ning Fan had been completely regarded as a dangerous person by him; if he couldn't be captured, then the only option was to kill him.
Dozens of rifles were aimed at Ning Fan, then a torrential barrage of gunfire flew towards him like a violent storm.
Ning Fan bent his body and left a series of afterimages, his speed reaching its limit at that moment, dodging the first round of fire coverage and quickly running to the side of a Hummer.
Just as those special forces adjusted their fire trajectory, Ning Fan did something else that defied common sense.
All you could see was Ning Fan prying the car door open with one hand and then, without any effort, brutally tearing off the door of the Hummer.
"Fire, fire, and call for backup!"
The captain ran while at the same time, glancing back at Ning Fan using the Hummer's door to block bullets, cold sweat inevitably breaking out on his forehead.
With both hands holding the Hummer's door, Ning Fan slammed it down with a bang. The thudding sounds continuously came from the front, momentarily overpowering the sound of the rifles firing.
It has to be said, worthy of being a special forces' Hummer, the excellent bulletproof material wasn't a problem at all as long as Ning Fan's hands could support it.
But Ning Fan didn't want to just take hits, and he also heard what the captain had said, even planning to call for reinforcements, which indeed gave Ning Fan a bit of a headache.
"Running into you guys really is the worst luck for me in this lifetime!"
Ning Fan couldn't help but curse. He had gone through a great effort to take care of the five men from the Fang Guild who wanted the Genetic Potion. To come back and have guns pointed at his head, his mood at this moment was exceptionally sour.
Seeing that the special forces captain had not run too far, Ning Fan grabbed the car door and leapt up, his figure soaring through the air like a great roc spreading its wings.
The shadowy figure flashed across the ground, and the special forces captain subconsciously looked up, only to see Ning Fan descending from the sky with the Hummer's door in tow.
The next second, like an eagle catching a chick, Ning Fan had the man in his grasp.
At this moment, because the captain was in Ning Fan's hands, the gunfire completely ceased, and the smell of gunpowder in the air gradually dispersed.
"Run if you can't fight, do you think you're still a child who can run home to your parents?"
Ning Fan easily dislocated the captain's shoulders, the man's face showing pain, but still, being a man, he didn't cry out.
At the same time, Ning Fan also pressed the sharp part of the car door against the man's neck.
Now those special forces felt they were in a tight spot; they formed a circle and surrounded Ning Fan, while the SWAT and armed police had also arrived at this time.
"Put down your weapons!"
Someone yelled out, the voice somewhat tense.
Now that Ning Fan had hostages in his hands, many people present had witnessed his strength before, and they began to feel uneasy.
If you ask who is the most afraid right now, it would certainly be the captain that Ning Fan is holding.
Ning Fan's strength had exceeded everyone's expectations, and now, with his arm dislocated by the adversary and himself in the enemy's grasp, the special forces captain was terrified.
The person they had provoked was clearly not ordinary, and judging just by his strength, he was several times more powerful than him.
"You're surrounded now, so just surrender and don't resist needlessly!"
Despite being a hostage and his life being controlled by Ning Fan, this special forces captain, whether out of fear or sheer fearlessness, actually still managed to threaten Ning Fan.
Ning Fan curled his lips and his expression turned even colder. He kicked squarely at the captain's knee, causing him to immediately kneel on the ground.
With the man now unable to resist and it being troublesome to keep holding onto him, Ning Fan took this action.
He pressed the sharp part of the car door that was protruding out against the back of the man's head, ignoring the relentless persuasions to surrender.
"Can you shut your mouth?"
Ning Fan dug at his ear, sneering inwardly.
It was all just a misunderstanding in the first place. Ning Fan had no intention of starting a fight with these people, but they gave no chance for explanations. Now that the situation had become so tense, did they still expect him to surrender?
If he really did surrender, wouldn't he be killed even more miserably?
Ning Fan was not that foolish. He coughed lightly, intending to take this opportunity to explain, but the sudden sense of danger made his eyes widen.
A sniper hidden nearby pulled the trigger, and his body shook slightly from the recoil as he lay on the ground.
The whistling bullet spun at high speed, tearing through the air with a might that seemed capable of ripping everything apart, heading straight towards Ning Fan's head.
Ning Fan's pupils instinctively constricted, and he raised his hand subconsciously. With no time to swing the Hummer's door, he quickly pulled out a Silver Needle from his sleeve and jabbed it forward.
Then there was another crisp collision sound in the air, as the Silver Needle in Ning Fan's hand exploded and his wrist trembled violently. He was dragged backwards for more than half a meter.
The sniper was stunned; the man in his scope not only hadn't been killed by his shot but had somehow blocked the bullet with something.
Suddenly, someone shouted, and all gun muzzles were once again aimed at Ning Fan.
While Ning Fan was still stiffened, the group wasted no opportunity and once more aimed their rifles at him.
Just as the group was about to pull the triggers, a familiar figure emerged from behind the wall of people.
"Put your guns down, who gave you permission to fire at will!"
It was Qian Nengde. He had rushed over immediately upon hearing the gunfire, only to find Ning Fan confronting the soldiers.
He had intended to come out and explain right away, but who could have known that the hidden sniper would fire at Ning Fan.
At the moment the sound of the sniper rifle resonated, Qian Nengde's heart went cold. Fortunately, Ning Fan was skilled; otherwise, he would have been shot in the head instantly.
"I said put all your weapons down!"