Looking at Ye Fan's nighthawk posture as if he was capturing prey, Jin Jiuzhong could even feel the cold air coming from the blade!

The corners of Jin Jiuzhong's mouth couldn't stop moving, and under this absolutely fierce attack, he didn't have time to change the bullet and dodge.

He could only raise his sniper rifle to parry.

Almost as soon as he raised it, the fish intestine sword slashed down.

"Dang!"

There was a crunch of metal clashing, and a scorching spark flashed.

Jin Jiuzhong was shocked to find that there was an extra knife mark on the barrel.

"Dang!"

Ye Fan spun half of his body and swung his sword again to slash down.

Jin Jiuzhong roared and burst out of potential, and his feet took three steps back.

Then raise the sniper rifle again.

"When—"

The sniper rifle blocked Ye Fan's sword again.

It's just that the power of this sword is extremely great, and it shocked Jin Jiuzhonghu's mouth numb, and a trace of blood flowed from the corner of his mouth.

He took five uncontrollable steps back, then pulled out a spur with a flick of his sniper rifle.

The military thorn is extremely black, and there are two words engraved on it: White Tiger.

Apparently this is a good thing.

He gently leaned forward with the hand of the military thorn, assuming a posture of actual combat, staring at the other party without blinking.

It was full of momentum, but the wrist kept shaking, and it was obvious that the impact was not small.

"The first shot in the south, why don't you use a gun?"

Ye Fan saw Jin Jiuzhong's resentful expression, and the corners of his mouth hooked up a smile: "It seems that your pride tonight is coming to an end." ”

Jin Jiuzhong sneered: "You don't seem to be taking advantage either." ”

In this battle, he pressed Ye Fan most of the time.

"I was warming up. ”

Ye Fan smiled: "After the warm-up, it's time to clean you up." ”

"I didn't kill you as soon as I made a move, I just wanted you to feel despair slowly. ”

He said in a calm tone: "Then you will tell me later who gave you the order to kill me." ”

"Die!"

Without any more nonsense, Jin Jiuzhong roared angrily and slashed at Ye Fan again.

The corners of Ye Fan's mouth couldn't stop moving, his body moved, and he used a backhand sword to block Jin Jiuzhong's knife.

Jin Jiuzhong's eyes narrowed slightly, and he suddenly reached out to the military thorn in his hand and raised it upward.

"White Tiger spits letters!"

The next moment, five cold rays suddenly appeared in Ye Fan's field of vision.

The light was brilliant and almost blinding.

Five steel needles burst out from the military thorns and shot directly at Ye Fan who was fighting.

The steel needle also had a red glow, like a match rubbed out.

Everything was born in an instant, and Ye Fan was not given the slightest chance to fight at all, and the timing was just right.

"Shameless!"

Ye Fan's eyes showed a hint of banter, and then the willow steps in the wind unfolded, his figure flickering in the woods, as agile as a ghost.

The five steel needles failed one after another, Jin Jiuzhong did not stagnate at all, the military thorn was a little bit, and three more needles were shot at Ye Fan, as fast as a meteor.

It's just that Ye Fan was never stabbed.

He could only roar and slash at Ye Fan again and again.

Ye Fan first avoided it, and then swung out with a sword, blocking the opponent's military stab: "There are too many small means, and it is difficult to become a climate." ”

"Die!"

On the side of Jin Jiu's heavy body, his left hand slammed out towards Ye Fan, bursting out with all his strength.

Ye Fan didn't turn sideways this time, and also raised his hand and threw a punch.

"Bang!"

The two fists slammed into each other with a dull thud and a terrible scream.

Jin Jiuzhong's entire left arm softened, and the whole person also fell out like a kite with a broken string, no longer as powerful and strong as he had just killed the Quartet.

But Ye Fan stood still in place.

Jin Jiuzhong looked down at the blood flowing from the fist in his left hand, and there was a narrow blood hole in the fist, which was not big, but it was painful:

Then, he was furious and yelled at Ye Fan: "Despicable!

Ye Fan smiled and opened his palm, there was a steel needle inside.

The tip of the needle was stained with red blood, which was the secret weapon that Jin Jiuzhong shot at Ye Fan just now:

"This steel needle is a steel needle shot by your military thorn, you can shoot me with it, I can't deal with you?"

With that, he flicked the needle away.

Jin Jiu's fists were clenched, but they were irrefutable: "Shameless!"

Ye Fan smiled faintly: "Okay, after playing for so long, it's time to end." ”

After finishing speaking, Ye Fan suddenly took a step forward and approached Jin Jiuzhong's body again.

Jin Jiu's face sank like water, and a batch of military thorns.

Ye Fan raised his right hand and blocked it with the fish intestine sword.

Then a hand did not hesitate and pushed it directly.

"Whoosh-"

Jin Jiuzhong gave up the military stab, made a mistake with both hands, and turned defense into attack.

However, unexpectedly, Ye Fan, who was like a rainbow, was not moved at all and took a big step forward again.

"Bang!"

One hand strangely bypassed the protection and slammed into Jin Jiu's heavy body.

Jin Jiuzhong, who was still sharp and incomparable just now, spurted out a large mouthful of blood uncontrollably, and his body shook violently.

But Jin Jiuzhong was also strong, he didn't retreat, his left hand maintained his strength, and he hit Ye Fan's ribs directly.

"Bang!"

Just when Jin Jiu's important punch broke Ye Fan's ribs, Ye Fan also withdrew his palm, went straight down, and held Jin Jiuzhong's wrist at once.

Hard as stone.

"Kill!"

Ye Fan suddenly burst out with a wave of wildness, and held Jin Jiuzhong's hand and broke it hard.

The whole person was bullied again.

Jin Jiu's heavy body shook back half a meter, spurted out a large mouthful of blood with a thud, and then knelt straight on the ground.

The face is like ashes.

Before Jin Jiuzhong struggled to get up, Ye Fan had already grabbed his neck with one hand:

"Tell me, who gave you the ...... order"

The corners of Jin Jiuzhong's mouth twitched......

At six o'clock in the evening, the Red Bean Hall was brightly lit and busy.

This is a club where southerners often gather, either handsome men and beautiful women, or powerful and wealthy businessmen, many of whom are familiar faces.

So when Ye Fan stepped into the hall, the southern guests who were looking for fun didn't notice anything unusual.

But Ye Fan could feel that in the dark, there was a pair of eyes staring at him.

Those eyes were full of murderous intent.

He locked himself in.

Ye Fan smiled faintly but didn't care, glanced at the Acacia Pavilion on the fifth floor, and went straight up to the fifth floor with a guitar box.

As soon as he came to the entrance of the fifth floor, a man from the south of the country flashed out, blocking Ye Fan's way with a scowling expression.

Ye Fan didn't even look at it, and directly bumped into it.

"Bang-"

The two rushed forward almost at the same time, and their bodies were instantly intertwined.

The dull sound of limb collision sounded, and the waves of qi that were concussed by each blow made people's hearts tremble.

The southern man took two steps back, but Ye Fan pressed up directly.

The southern man is not simple, he suppressed the tumbling qi and blood and rushed up again.

As soon as he clenched his fist, he slammed into Ye Fan's head.

But Ye Fan's reaction and speed were superior.

He calmly tilted his head to avoid it, and then put his left hand on the railing and kicked it.

"Whoosh-"

Fast and ruthless.

The southern man's heart sank, and his face immediately changed greatly.

The body that rushed forward jerked, and then leaned back instantly.

Ye Fan's feet swept across his face.

Just when the southern man thought that he had dodged Ye Fan's killing move, Ye Fan's sweeping right foot swept down violently.

The southern man's eyes widened suddenly, and he tried his best to dodge but was half a beat slower, and his chest had been hit by Ye Fan.

A sharp rush of pain poured in.

The middle-aged man kicked his legs hard, and only then did he dodge Ye Fan's immediate attack.

"Pounce!"

A mouthful of blood gushed out, and the southern man's face instantly turned gloomy.

He tried to struggle, but his ribs hurt and he fell to his knees.

"Pranayama well, or it will be wasted. ”

Ye Fan walked past him calmly, his eyes always looking at Acacia Pavilion.

Raising his feet and stepping, Ye Fan's movements were still as casual as normal walking, but his people were already standing at the door of Acacia Pavilion.

The door opened silently the moment Ye Fan touched it.

Ye Fan's vision suddenly became clear.

I saw that in the huge wing, the bead curtain was still hanging low.

"Whoa—"

A beautiful woman delicate to her toes is getting up from a bath tub......

Ye Fan smiled faintly: "President Jin, good evening......"