One minute later.
Li Zhi looked at the four strong men lying on the ground and his eyes widened in fear.
How could there be such a powerful person in this world?
Beat a strong man to death with one punch!
He was shaking all over, watching the man in the suit walk in, his knees suddenly weakened.
"Brother, let me tell you!"
He turned back and pointed at the person in Ye Lan's arms,
"She is Wang Ruoyan!"
"Idiot! Do you think he will let you go?" Ye Lan cursed.
Li Zhi was irritated, with a ferocious face and curses.
"You brat, I've long been unhappy with you!"
Then he smiled, nodded and bowed to Mr. Long: "Brother, every injustice has its own debtor, and I haven't seen anything today!"
"I can submit a certificate, and I will kill this kid now!"
"Interesting!" Mr. Long chuckled.
"Wang Ruoyan gives it to you! And her!" Li Zhi pointed to Zhang Baixue again, "This little girl gives it to you too!"
"Li Zhi! You bastard!" Zhang Baixue said angrily.
Li Zhi ignored it. In order to survive, who is a goddess?
He stood up with a smile, hunched over like a dog and said, "Brother, I will help you tie them up now!"
But as soon as he turned around, he froze in place.
A big, skinny hand suddenly snapped down the picture.
"Click"
His skull immediately cracked, and he fell straight down with dissatisfaction in his eyes.
Mr. Long's strength is about the same as Ye Lan estimated.
Ancient martial arts training is divided into external strength, internal strength, Hua strength, Xiantian, master and grand master.
The Mr. Long in front of him is a master in the late stage of Huajin.
"Wang Ruoyan, was she from the Wang family back then?"
Mr. Long stared at the three people and spoke slowly.
"Who is that remnant of the Ye family? Tell me and I will spare your life!"
Ye Lan gently put Wang Ruoyan down and said coldly: "Did you do it twelve years ago?"
"Me?" Mr. Long smiled easily, "I think so, but at that time I was just a small role and had no chance to participate!"
He seemed extremely relaxed as he felt that the three of them were already meat on the chopping board.
"Say it and save yourself the torture!"
"What's the name of your organization?" Ye Lan asked in a deep voice.
Mr. Long smiled and said, "What? Do you think you can escape and take revenge?"
"Oh! I understand, you want to be a sensible person, right?"
"I belong to the Zhenling Dragon Group. As for my name... you can call me Long Jiuqi!"
He approached slowly with his hands behind his back, his expression relaxed and his smile obvious.
"Remember the number, it's ninety-seven. If you turn into a ghost to take revenge, don't find the wrong one!"
Ye Lan frowned.
ninety-seven!
This shows that there are at least ninety-six masters with cultivation in the Zhenling Dragon Group.
"Say it quickly, I don't like to do it!"
Long Jiuqi stood less than five meters away from the three of them, his tone gradually becoming impatient.
"My name is Ye Lan!" Ye Lan suddenly lowered his voice and said.
"What does it have to do with me..."
Long Jiuqi was suddenly stunned, his pupils shrank slightly, and there was a gleam in his eyes.
Then he reacted, "It's you!"
The next second, his body swayed suddenly and he was attacked suddenly.
Ye Lan didn't take it seriously, and moved straight up to meet him as fast as lightning.
Unexpectedly, Long Jiuqi just feinted a shot and rushed towards Zhang Baixue.
He suddenly grabbed Zhang Baixue's neck, and a pistol was clearly raised in his left hand.
"You are the remnant of the Ye family!"
Long Jiuqi said with a gloomy expression.
The black pistol was pressed against Zhang Baixue's temple, and Ye Lan couldn't help but stop.
He is truly a professional killer!
He clearly knew that he was no match for him.
The moment he discovered Ye Landao's identity, he came up with a countermeasure.
If you can't fight with strength, then you can take hostages and let the opponent throw a rat weapon.
"Let me go! Otherwise I will drag her to death with me!"
"Whatever you want, I just met her too!" Ye Lan said nonchalantly.
Zhang Baixue's pupils shrank and she glared at him fiercely. She completely ignored the muzzle of the gun pressed against her head and struggled desperately.
"If you move again I will kill you!" Long Jiuqi said viciously.
Zhang Baixue was not threatened at all, so she grabbed his arm and bit him hard.
The next moment, Ye Lan's hands were like lightning and he threw out a stone.
The pistol was released in response, and Ye Lan jumped up.
His speed is too fast and there is no way to avoid it.
Long Jiuqi looked ferocious and slapped Zhang Baixue on the back.
At this moment, Ye Lan's fist also fell.
After punching out, Long Jiuqi remained motionless.
Innate realm, cultivation has already been restrained.
After this punch, no scars were visible on the surface, but all the internal organs were shattered.
Long Jiuqi couldn't even utter a word and died instantly.
"Crack!"
A button fell out of Long Jiuqi's cuff.
Looking at the countdown above, Ye Lan quickly picked up Zhang Baixue.
"No, he set a bomb here!"
The three of them rushed out of the factory quickly.
Wang Ruoyan opened the off-road vehicle and sat directly on the cab.
The car roared and rushed out quickly.
Just as I was driving on the cement road, there was a roar behind me and flames shot into the sky.
In the car, Zhang Baixue collapsed in Ye Lan's arms, her face as pale as paper.
She is in very bad condition.
"Auntie, find a place and get treatment immediately!" Ye Lan said quickly.
Wang Ruoyan was extremely anxious.
He glanced at another abandoned factory not far away, then stepped on the accelerator and rushed in.
As soon as she parked the car, she immediately took a camping mattress from the car.
Ye Lan gently put Zhang Baixue down.
"Sister Xue, hold on!" Wang Ruoyan held her forehead and shouted.
Zhang Baixue struggled to move, but in the end he just smiled with difficulty.
Ye Lan stretched out his hand and gently put it on her wrist, exploring it carefully.
Then he breathed a sigh of relief, "There's still hope!"
Zhang Baixue's eyes lit up slightly, and just when he was about to speak, blood choked out from his mouth.
"Xiaolan, please save her quickly!" Wang Ruoyan said excitedly.
"But..." Ye Lan hesitated, "Her internal injuries can be easily cured, but... that palm also has cold poison!"
Wang Ruoyan understood immediately.
She gritted her teeth and whispered in Zhang Baixue's ear.
Zhang Baixue's eyes widened angrily and she stared at Ye Lan, as if she wanted to eat him.
Obviously, she would never agree!
Before she could speak, blood spurted out of her mouth.
His head tilted and he fell into unconsciousness instantly.
Wang Ruoyan said anxiously: "Why are you still standing there? Do it quickly!"
At this time, he could no longer care about anything else. Ye Lan said in a deep voice: "Take off your clothes quickly!"
Wang Ruoyan hummed and took action immediately.
The clothes were so tight that just unbuttoning them made her sweat profusely.
Seeing this, Ye Lan could only do it himself.
Slowly unzip, lift Zhang Baixue's legs, and take off the hip-covering skirt.
Those smooth, snow-white, plump thighs were immediately visible.
Then, gently and slowly take off the lace.
Finally, he put his hand into her back and unbuttoned it.
Zhang Baixue's proud figure was fully displayed.
