Although he was weak, Ye Fan still didn't want to be slaughtered, at least he had to pull thousands of people to accompany him to the funeral.

After he whispered to Tang Shier for a while, Tang Shier gave a thumbs up, and then turned around and led someone to arrange.

Taking advantage of the gap when the disciples of the Blood Doctor Sect surrounded the Blood Dragon Garden, Ye Fan also went to see the injured Song Hongyan.

The kick of Death Forbearance was not fatal, but it also caused Song Hongyan a lot of damage.

Fortunately, the Blood Dragon Garden had all kinds of medicines, Ye Fan found some medicines and silver needles for treatment, Song Hongyan's face quickly improved a lot, and he lay down in a rest room to rest.

Granny Zombie took care of her and the little girl.

After Ye Fan told Zhuang's mother-in-law, he returned to the city wall.

At this moment, Masako Jinggong, who had completed the deployment, stepped forward and shouted at Ye Fan:

"Ye Fan, I know it's you!"

"You killed my son and washed the Blood Dragon Garden in blood, don't say that you are just wearing a mask, even if you turn to ashes, I can recognize you. ”

"Let me tell you, you have been surrounded by me, not only on the mountain, but also on the mountainside and under the mountain. ”

"I know you're very powerful, and you're still killing people at Sensoji Temple, but I still don't believe that you can kill my 30,000 children and guns!"

Masako Jinggong put on a body armor and stared at Ye Fan fiercely:

"Your best choice now is to lay down your arms and surrender, and then obediently admit your identity and your guilt. ”

"Only in this way can you have a way to live, and you and Song Hongyan don't have to be outlaw mandarin ducks. ”

"Otherwise, you will all be shot to death one by one, and I will chop up and feed the dogs, and I will send the video of your tragic death to Ye Tang to enjoy. ”

"You killed Takeda Hideyoshi and asked me to send a white-haired person to a black-haired person, and I should also let your parents feel the pain of losing a child in middle age. ”

"Abandon your weapons and surrender, recognize your identity, and spare you from dying. ”

She had already received the news that before Ye Fan came to Yangguo, she found an excuse to make a big fuss with the official.

Then he resigned from his official status as the first envoy of the Martial League, a national soldier, and the head of the Chinese medical sect.

Masako Jinggong not only hopes to take down Ye Fan with a thousand knives to avenge her son, but also hopes that even Shenzhou will be punished together.

Otherwise, it would not be enough to vent the anger in her heart.

"Give you three minutes, and if you don't surrender, I'll give the order for a full-scale attack. ”

"You should know that I don't even need to charge the blood doctors, just let the helicopter strafe you, and I can beat you to pieces. ”

"Although the helicopter can't rush in because of the air defense system, it has no problem shooting you from a long distance. ”

"You don't have the confidence to fight against me at all, no, you don't even have a chance to fight hard!"

Masako Jingmiya's voice resounded throughout the audience, and it also carried an indescribable domineering.

This self-confidence made the disciples of the blood doctor scream, and their morale was greatly boosted, and they swept away the frustration of Takeda Hideyoshi and Tensha Hachinobi dying.

"Good evening, good evening, it's a pleasure to meet you, the prince. ”

Ye Fan laughed loudly when he heard this, and then stood at the front of the city wall and stared at Jinggong Masako:

"It's a pity, I'm not Ye Fan, and I don't know Ye Fan, I'm the one who robbed the house, and accidentally robbed the Blood Dragon Garden. ”

And then it was a fluke. ”

"So if you want to take revenge, let the horse come, there's no need to frame me as Ye Fan. ”

"You hate Ye Fan so much, did he kill your father or your son?"

Ye Fan unceremoniously stimulated, and at the same time swept over the dozen or so foreign reporters behind the crowd, and the corners of his mouth hooked up a touch of banter.

If you want to trap him, use him to play on the topic, how can Ye Fan give the blood doctor a chance?

Hearing that she had killed her son, Masako Jinggong felt a blow in her heart, grabbed a shot, and shot at the city wall, and the green bricks crackled.

Masako Jinggong raised her gun and yelled at Ye Fan:

"Ye Fan, you're looking for death, aren't you?"

"No matter how good you are, can you block my bullets? can you block one, ten, a hundred, a thousand?"

"One minute left, if you don't surrender, I'll kill you all!"

She didn't know where Ye Fan's confidence came from to be so strong.

Countless blood doctors took a step forward, and the swords and guns pointed at Ye Fan.

The helicopter also turned its heavy gun and locked on to Ye Fan, ready to shoot at any time.

"Of course I can't stop so many of you and so many guns. ”

"But I don't think you would dare to open fire. ”

Ye Fan laughed loudly: "Otherwise, you will become a sinner through the ages when you respect the palace." ”

Masako Jingmiya's voice sank: "What do you mean?"

Ye Fan didn't speak, just waved his hand.

Soon, more than a hundred elite members of the Five Families rushed to the city wall, each carrying a large bag.

At Ye Fan's motion, they poured their bags of things on the city wall.

Gold bricks, blood diamonds, night pearls, porcelain, calligraphy and paintings, ancient books, martial arts, war knives, prescriptions, bottles and jars......

Piles of priceless things spread across the city walls, irritating the eyes of countless Blood Doctor disciples.

Jinggong Masako's face couldn't help but change and shouted, "Ye Fan, what are you going to do?"

"This night pearl of Fushan, I heard that it has a history of three hundred years and is worth 100 million?"

"This Kikuichi text sword seems to have been used by Okita Soji and is worth 300 million national treasure-level weapons. ”

"This Dunhuang suicide note...... Damn, it was the blood doctor who snatched it from Shenzhou back then......"

Ye Fan grabbed a bunch of things casually, told the blood doctor about the origin, and then took a red porcelain in his hand.

"This is one of the Sanyang porcelains, right?"

"The morning sun, the afternoon sun, and the setting sun, each of which is worth hundreds of millions, and most importantly, it represents the highest craftsmanship of Yangguo porcelain. ”

"I remember that it seems to be known as the Yang Kingdom Tang Sancai, and it is the last three porcelain pieces of that period. ”

"This is the morning sun, the workmanship is really good, you see this sun, how bright, how dazzling. ”

Ye Fan also found the other two porcelains:

"The Blood Dragon Garden, the Yangguo version of the Old Summer Palace, lives up to its name, and all the good things are collected. ”

"It has long been rumored that most of the priceless things of the Yang Kingdom have gathered here, and any broken book and a night pot are heavy history. ”

"I didn't believe it before, but now I do. ”

"You say, if you fire and break them, how can you explain to the officials of the Yang Kingdom, how can you explain to the 200 million people?"

"Do you have history in your hearts, do you have respect for the memory of your ancestors, and do you have the reverence for being responsible for your descendants?"

"Destroying these antiques, you are disrespectful to your ancestors and irresponsible to your descendants. ”

Ye Fanyi's voice became impassioned,

"Ye Fan, you are shameless enough to threaten us with these things?"

Masako Jingmiya's face was ugly, and then she shouted: "It's a pity, we don't care about this......"

"Smack-"

Before he finished speaking, Ye Fan knocked the Chenyang porcelain against the city wall.

With a bang, the Chenyang porcelain shattered and fell off the city wall, which also stimulated the hearts of the disciples of the Blood Doctor Sect.

Ye Fan threw away the fragments, picked up the Wuyang porcelain again and smiled: "It's good if you don't care, otherwise I'm worried that you will be distressed." ”

Jinggong Masako was furious: "Ye Fan, we will not be threatened by you......"

"Smack-"

Ye Fan smashed the Wuyang porcelain with a loud bang.

"It's good not to be threatened. ”

Ye Fan picked up the sunset porcelain: "This is the last one, it's broken, and there is no more history of craftsmanship in Yangguo......"

Jinggong Masako's face turned pale: "Bastard, you can't die well......"

"Whoosh!"

As soon as Ye Fan raised his hand, the sunset porcelain smashed into the feet of Masako Jingmiya.

The porcelain crashed into the bricks like meteors.

"Whoosh-"

Masako Keimiya flashed away like a tanuki, catching the priceless porcelain with both hands.

Trembling......