"Woo——"
Three cars roared towards Nanling Martial League.
In the speeding car, Ye Fan asked Gong Suqin for a number, and then dialed it with a cold expression.
The phone was answered quickly, and there was a burst of rock music from the other end, and a person was drunk and happy, and then, a hoarse voice came over:
"Gong Suqin, why are you calling me? Didn't you see that I am high?"
The other party was very impatient: "If you find Ye Fan, just put him in the water prison. Don't disturb me."
"Murong Feixiong, I am Ye Fan!"
Ye Fan's tone was indifferent: "I am only making this call to say one thing. If anything happens to Wang Shiyuan, I will make your life worse than death."
"Ye Fan?"
Murong Feixiong was slightly startled. He was surprised that the person talking to him was Ye Fan, and then he sneered:
"Trash, you can't protect yourself, so why are you talking?"
Ye Fan said coldly: "I remind you again, if you dare to touch Wang Shiyuan, I will make you regret coming to this world."
Murong Feixiong didn't take it seriously:
"Tsk, tsk, Ye waste, ox, how can you still be so tough after being crippled by Miyamoto?"
"If you are really capable, how could the Nanling Martial Alliance be occupied by me? How could Xue Ruyi and the others be thrown into a water prison by me?"
He smiled ferociously and stimulated Ye Fan: "I tell you, Wang Shiyuan is by my side. After I finish singing the song, I will definitely love her well."
He didn't know if Gong Suqin had completed the task, but to him, Ye Fan was harmless and his head would fall to the ground tomorrow afternoon at the latest.
Ye Fan said calmly: "You will regret it."
"Regretful, ridiculous, Ye Fan, do you think the current Nanling Martial Arts League is still your Nanling Martial Arts League?"
Amid a burst of coquettish laughter from his female companion, Murong Feixiong hit Ye Fan unceremoniously:
"you are wrong!"
"He now belongs to me, Murong Feixiong."
Murong Feixiong fiddled with his cell phone and shouted: "Let that bitch scream a few times."
"ah--"
Ye Fan soon heard the screams of Wang Shiyuan being beaten.
The voice was filled with despair, pain, and a hint of confusion, as if he was slightly delirious.
Gong Suqin's pretty face showed a burst of pleasure. She liked to see Ye Fan feel aggrieved.
"I just took the medicine and it took about fifteen minutes for the attack to occur."
"I will vent my anger on Wang Shiyuan when the time comes. Don't worry, I will record the scene of how I hurt Wang Shiyuan for you to watch."
"When I get tired of playing with Wang Shiyuan, I will also love Xue Ruyi and Huang Tianjiao. By the way, I heard that you have a beautiful ex-wife?"
"When I have time, I will definitely taste her taste."
Murong Feixiong laughed wildly: "They are all guilty, I want to help them atone for their sins hahaha..."
"You're unhappy, you show up, you come here and kill me."
"I'll wait for you in the banquet hall No. 3 of Nanling Martial League."
The companions around also started laughing: "Yes, come here and kill us."
After hanging up the phone, Ye Fan waved his finger gently: "I'll help them."
"Ye Fan, although you have recovered a lot, your desire to kill Master Murong is simply out of your imagination."
Gong Suqin sneered when she heard this: "Not to mention that there are nearly a hundred disciples of the Law Enforcement Hall there, even Master Murong has three masters around him."
"Going to find him is no different than looking for death."
"If you are sensible, you'd better get rid of my poison and kneel down to me to beg for mercy. Maybe you can keep the people around you safe."
She gasped slightly: "Otherwise, if Master Murong gets angry, you and the people around you will be in trouble."
Ye Fan didn't speak, just snapped his fingers.
"ah--"
Gong Suqin felt terrible pain again...
Five minutes later, the black car stopped at the entrance of Nanling Wumeng League.
The car door opened, Ye Fan and the others walked out, and Shen Dongxing held the pale Gong Suqin in his hand.
Ye Fan said that if she wanted to make her miserable, then she would be miserable.
Murong Sanqian used the Law Enforcement Hall to capture Wang Dongshan and others, and also let Murong Feixiong lead people to occupy the building.
So the disciples Ye Fan saw when he got out of the car were all from the Law Enforcement Hall.
Ye Fan was like a spear, slowly pressed against the throats of more than a dozen guards.
He didn't say any nonsense:
"Anyone who stands in my way will die."
After saying that, he walked straight to the main building.
A bald disciple from the Law Enforcement Hall was stunned for a moment. After seeing Ye Fan clearly, he sneered:
"Trash, you still dare to come here?"
"Not enough being dealt with by Mr. Miyamoto? Do you want Master Murong to deal with you properly?"
He coaxed him forward: "You're just in time, go wash the toilet for us..."
Several companions burst into laughter.
"Whoosh——"
But as soon as they finished speaking, they saw Dugu Shang suddenly dashing past the five of them.
"flutter!"
At the same time, a piercing black light flashed, and the five people felt pain in their necks before they could react.
The next second, they clutched their throats and fell to the ground with a thud.
The blood from the wound cannot be blocked no matter how hard it is blocked.
After killing five people with one sword, Dugu Shang showed no expression at all. He raised his foot and kicked them, charging in first.
Ye Fan continued to move forward calmly.
At this time, six people appeared not far away.
They felt the movement happening here and subconsciously came closer to check, but they couldn't identify the blood stains yet.
"Swish swish!"
Dugu Shang had already raised his hand, and a sword light poured out.
"Chichi!"
The sound of a sharp weapon raking the throat was heard, and the six people died silently.
Gong Suqin was extremely sad. These were all the senior brothers and sisters she had made friends with.
She was filled with grief and anger: "Ye Fan, Ye Fan, you will not die well, you will go to hell."
Dugu Shang did not stop. With a backhand sword, three more enemies fell to the ground.
Unrivaled.
Dugu Shang continued to advance with great momentum.
When he just arrived at the main building, three law enforcement hall masters thought they had an opportunity and suddenly flew down from the upstairs.
The figure lengthened in the dusk sunlight, and the blade seemed to become two points sharper.
"Whizzing!"
Dugu Shang turned his right hand, and the black sword made a cross with a fierce momentum.
In the cold wind, the three figures stopped one after another as they rushed forward, and then fell to the ground one by one like birds with broken wings.
They all died from splatters of blood.
The rest of the companions roared and wanted to rush out to kill them, but they were killed mercilessly by Dugu Shang.
Unstoppable.
Gong Suqin's face was ashen, it was over, it was over, most of the elite members of the Law Enforcement Hall had been lost.
Ye Fan still did not stop and approached the hall unhurriedly.
He needs the speed of advancement like a rainbow, the feeling of sudden fighting, and the feeling that shocks everyone.
As he said at the door, anyone who stands in my way will die.
Therefore, they marched all the way, killing all the way. Wherever they passed, rivers of blood flowed. Occasionally, there were a few screams, but they were fleeting.
"boom!"
In the distance, a sudden thunder exploded, making the dusk even colder.
Ye Fan walked forward slowly with an expressionless face, his eyes fell on the target building close at hand, and he stepped in without hesitation.
As soon as his footsteps touched the steps, an old man in yellow clothes flashed out.
"Boy, suffer death."
The old man in yellow didn't say anything nonsense. He flashed his right hand, holding a scimitar in his hand, and then slashed at Dugu Shang with the knife.
The fierce flames were like anger, and the terrifying pressure was like a mountain falling down.
"flutter!"
But as soon as he took a few steps, he saw a hand grabbing him gently.
Then, the old man in yellow shuddered, his face full of shock, and the scimitar fell to the ground with a clang.
There was an extra hand on his throat.
This hand shattered his fighting spirit and his life.
"ah!"
The old man in yellow swayed a few times, then fell down, twitched a few times and died, with confusion and unwillingness in his eyes.
He never thought that he would be so vulnerable in Mark's hands.
Ye Fan didn't even look at him, and walked calmly past him, always looking ahead.
Gong Suqin looked at the old man in yellow with tears streaming down his face:
"No, no, you are not qualified to kill him!"
This was her first teacher and a veteran of the Law Enforcement Hall. She never thought that he would be killed.
"boom--"
Another thunder exploded in the sky, covering up the fighting of the Nanling Martial Alliance.
Lifting his feet and taking steps, Ye Fan's movements were still as casual as walking normally, but his people had already entered the hall.
Then, his eyes fell on the banquet hall at the end.
Several law enforcement disciples subconsciously wanted to report the news, but they were stabbed to the ground mercilessly by Dugu Shang.
The two people at the door were about to draw their weapons, but they also felt a pain in their throats and fell down.
Dugu Shang was as fast and accurate as ever, giving his opponent no chance to react.
Along the way, more than 70 law enforcement hall disciples died, and Gong Suqin, who had a deep brotherly love, saw it in great pain.
She never thought that Ye Fan and the others not only dared to come to the Law Enforcement Hall, but actually went on a killing spree.
She held on to her face and said, "Ye Fan, you will regret it, you will definitely regret it."
Ye Fan ignored her and walked straight to the door of the banquet hall. Before he got close, he heard the faint laughter of men and women inside.
"boom--"
Ye Fan kicked him over.
The door opened with a loud bang, and the banquet hall fell silent instantly. Dozens of men and women looked over subconsciously.
Ye Fan's murderous voice overwhelmed all the noise:
"I am coming!"
