"This, how is this possible..."
When Jin Zhiyuan directed her men to clean up the bodies, more than 800 people in the audience had not yet reacted.
Looking at nearly a hundred corpses, many people were sweating profusely, their foreheads were cold, and their eyes were indescribably frightened.
Han Changshan and other old foxes even took off their glasses and rubbed their eyes repeatedly, wondering if they were dreaming.
But the bloody scene and the fallen bodies clearly told Dongxie and Xidu that they were really dead.
They were slightly in a trance.
They never expected that Miao Jingyun and the others, who were so menacing and controlled the lives and deaths of eight hundred people, would be killed by Quan Xiangguo with one sword.
No one could see the shocking sword clearly, but seeing Dong Xie Xi Du and the others' frightened expressions, they could still feel the power of that sword.
One sword kills a hundred people, one sword kills a hundred people.
This is an old monster that should not exist in the world, Master Nirvana and the others screamed silently in their hearts.
Park Yinglong, the No. 1 raptor in the South, who had been hiding in a corner watching the show, slapped himself hard several times, with shame and annoyance on his face.
He was ashamed because he discovered that his sword-slaying immortal, which he was so proud of, did not even reach 10% of the level of Quan Xiangguo.
The regret is that I took the wrong side back then, otherwise I could continue to practice martial arts with Quan Xiangguo now, and still dominate the world with his future protection.
Nowadays, if a good hand is played badly, it will be suppressed by countless people.
Park Young-ryong believes that once the king of Prime Minister Kwon returns, there will be countless people who want to please Prime Minister Kwon and attack him without the need for Kim Ji-won and others to speak out.
"It's over, it's over..."
When Park Yinglong's face was full of despair, Mrs. Qian also stiffened up, her pretty face as ugly as death.
Not only was she frightened by Quan Xiangguo's sword, but she also knew that the Qian family might have made a wrong bet this time.
The incredible power of Prime Minister Quan cannot be suppressed by the money and power of the Jin and Cui families.
Countless people in the audience were shocked and dumbfounded, but only Ye Fan took it indifferently.
During the period of treating Quan Xiangguo, he had experienced the power of the old man twice. Now that the other party killed a hundred people with one sword, Ye Fan was more or less mentally prepared.
"Ye Fan, although these people are causing trouble at my birthday party, since he is here for you, I will leave it to you to settle it."
Quan Xiangguo walked up to Ye Fan and patted him on the shoulder, then waved his hand gently.
Jin Zhiyuan led people to drag up Miao Jingyun, the only one who was still breathing.
"Ahem..."
Miao Jingyun was covered in blood, one arm was broken, and there was a bloody gash on his throat and chest. He looked miserable, but he was indeed still alive.
In addition to the fact that he used his unicorn arm to block the edge of the sword in a dangerous moment, there was also the fact that Quan Xiangguo wanted to leave him for Ye Fan to deal with.
There was still a touch of shock on his miserable and painful face.
Obviously, Quan Xiangguo's sword not only severely damaged his body, but also severely damaged his mind.
"Thank you, old gentleman."
Ye Fan thanked Prime Minister Quan and then had Miao Jingyun sent to a rest room so as not to hinder the continuation of the eightieth birthday banquet.
Then, Ye Fan walked into the dimly lit lounge, and after letting the two southern guards go out, he leaned over and looked at Miao Jingyun and smiled:
"Young Master Miao, are you surprised or surprised?"
"I said that a fair fight with me alone is your best chance, but you just don't believe it."
"Is it like I said, now there is no chance to take action?"
He also pinched out a few silver needles to help stop the bleeding in Miao Jingyun's broken arm, not wanting him to die so soon.
"I……"
Miao Jingyun was furious at first, then let out a sigh of relief, looked at Mark and sighed:
"I was wrong, I underestimated Prime Minister Quan."
"I always thought he was useless and I could stab him to death with one finger, so I came to this birthday party to deal with you."
"If I knew he was so domineering..."
He forced a smile with difficulty, feeling very regretful in his heart, but it was a pity that there was no medicine for regret in this world.
Thinking of his arrogance and contempt when he first came in, Miao Jingyun wanted to find a gap to get in.
Logically speaking, after so many people died, he only had half a life left, and he ruined his good deeds, Miao Jingyun should hate Prime Minister Quan.
But thinking about Quan Xiangguo's sword just now, he lost all fighting spirit and resentment.
He would never be able to hate this kind of person for the rest of his life.
"There is no regret medicine in this world."
Ye Fan looked at Miao Jingyun and smiled: "So you can only grasp the moment."
Miao Jingyun laughed ferociously: "Are you going to slowly humiliate me and torture me, or are you going to blackmail Miao with the useless me?"
"Tell me the whereabouts of your brother and I will spare your life."
Ye Fan said simply: "I will not kill your brother, I just want him to be punished by law."
He just took advantage of the opportunity to check Miao Jingyun. Young Master Miao is really useless and there is no threat to him alive. It is better to exchange for Miao Zhuifeng.
"The punishment of the law, to put it nicely, is a sentence of more than 40 years, which is a lifetime."
Miao Jingyun coughed hard: "Do you think I would trade half my life for my brother?"
"If you don't want to change, then let's change your father and the entire Miao clan."
Ye Fan slowly stood up from the chair, looked down at Miao Jingyun and said:
"I will lock you up and treat your injuries before spreading the news. Young Master Miao is in my hands."
"Although it is already waste, it is also a good bait."
Ye Fan looked at Miao Jingyun and smiled: "One Miao Chai Feng, Miao is working so hard, one Miao Jingyun, President Miao still doesn't come out personally?"
Miao Jingyun's expression changed slightly: "Ye Fan, you are such a bastard."
"Actually, I'm even more of an asshole."
Ye Fan's smile became playful: "Think about it, why do you come here to act wild?"
Miao Jingyun was startled at first, then his body shook and he almost spit out a mouthful of blood.
I fell into a trap and was plotted by that bastard Ye Fan.
He said angrily:
"You knew that Prime Minister Quan was getting better and that his skills had recovered?"
"Not only did you release the news that you would attend the 80th birthday banquet, but you also deliberately created the illusion that you would flee back to the mainland after attending the birthday party?"
"Receiving this information will force me to speed up the pace and take action. It also misleads me that the eightieth birthday party is the most suitable opportunity to take action."
"As long as I act wildly in the Southern Chamber of Commerce, the Prime Minister of Power will definitely use our sacrificial sword."
"Is it this way?"
Miao Jingyun kept coughing: "Ye Fan, you villain, you have already planned to kill someone with a borrowed knife."
"I cut off half of your ear in court and forced you to apologize to Tang Ruoxue, just to make you extremely resentful."
Ye Fan whispered into his ear: "I humiliated you in public, how could you not let the whole world know about my death?"
"Asshole——"
Miao Jingyun felt a rush of hot blood, his head shook, he vomited blood and passed out...
There was no emotion on Ye Fan's face. After restraining Miao Jingyun's hands and feet with silver needles, he wiped his hands and left the lounge.
As soon as he walked out to the stairs, he saw Mrs. Qian kneeling in front of him with a plop:
"Doctor Ye, help me..."
