The audience looked at Ye Fan in surprise.

Many people didn't know who Ye Fan was, nor did they know where Ye Fan came from, but when they saw him break in like this, their eyes were joking.

This is Murong Feixiong's territory, Murong Feixiong is about to use force against Wang Shiyuan, Ye Fan disturbs the interest, what is the difference between looking for death?

When someone whispered that Ye Fan was the person Murong Feixiong had just called, the ridicule of dozens of handsome guys and beautiful women present became more and more intense.

It turned out to be a person who was beaten into a waste by Mamoru Miyamoto.

"Damn, Ye waste, do you really dare to come?"

At this time, in the corner, a white-haired young man stood up, looked at Ye Fan and smiled angrily: "You are simply looking for death." ”

When someone broke the door, he was angry from the bottom of his heart.

Ye Fan looked up, although he didn't know Murong Feixiong, he could still recognize it at a glance by looking at the situation.

The arrogance is exactly the same as on the phone.

Ye Fan temporarily collected some information on the road, and Murong Feixiong was Murong Sanqian's nephew on the surface, but he was actually the illegitimate son of the latter.

It was also because of this relationship that Murong Sanqian not only passed on his experience in the exercises, but also spared no effort to cultivate his growth.

It's a pity that Murong Feixiong can't endure hardships, and martial arts have never been able to achieve success, and Murong Sanqian can only make him a high position.

This time, Murong Sanqian came to Nanling to find fault, the purpose was to kick out Ye Fan and make Murong Sanqian the new president.

Ye Fan sighed: "The abacus is good, but it's a pity that you shouldn't provoke me." ”

He put Murong Feixiong on the death list.

Murong Feixiong took a sip of wine: "Ye Fan, you spoil my interest, and the consequences are very serious." ”

On the sofa beside him, there was a young woman with a graceful figure reclining, her clothes were disheveled, and her stockings were halfway down, it was Wang Shiyuan who was in a trance.

It's just that when she saw Ye Fan, her eyes suddenly lit up, and there was a touch of hope.

Ye Fan nodded slightly to her, signaling her not to worry, and then looked at Murong Feixiong and said calmly: "You should be glad that you haven't done the animal thing, otherwise you won't be able to keep the whole corpse." ”

Murong Feixiong shook forward with a glass of wine: "Ye Fan, I've seen people who don't know whether they are dead or alive, but I have never seen you send you to death like this." ”

Ye Fan said lightly: "If you want me to kill you, I will come over to fulfill you." ”

"Bang-" Murong Feixiong kicked Wang Shiyuan in the abdomen: "Didn't you let me touch it?"

I've touched it now, what's wrong?"

Wang Shiyuan screamed, and the corners of her mouth were bleeding.

Ye Fan's eyes were cold, he didn't speak, he just took out his mobile phone and sent a message.

"I moved her, you say, what can you do?

Snort, one waste, I don't dare to call the board head-on, I will only use my mobile phone to pretend to ......" Murong Feixiong snapped twice, gave Wang Shiyuan two slaps, and then looked at Ye Fan defiantly: "Do you have the ability to move me?"

Many people laughed along, and Ye Fan's silence seemed to them to be cowardice.

"I don't mind you making you suffer a little if you provoke me like this. ”

"Don't worry, I won't kill you, after all, you have a decisive battle tomorrow afternoon. ”

He was yin and yang: "In this way, I will take a mandarin duck bath with Wang Shiyuan later, and after washing, you will drink our bath water, how about it?"

As soon as the words fell, dozens of men and women in the audience burst into laughter, mocking the abolished Ye Fan who didn't know the height of the sky, and he had no ability to save the beauty of the hero.

As a result, not only did she not save Wang Shiyuan, but she also had to drink the bath water of her and other men, and the biggest shame for a man is this.

Ye Fan stepped forward with his hands behind his back: "I didn't speak just now, I told you Murong Sanqiansheng to prepare a coffin for you." ”

"Bastard, who gave you the audacity to call me like that?"

Murong Feixiong gave an order: "Come on, beat this waste for me." ”

Seven or eight young men in the room immediately rushed over with a roar.

Ye Fan didn't talk nonsense, and kicked them all away.

Their bodies were like kicked balls, flying in all directions, or rolling on the ground, falling to the ground without a sound.

Ye Fan's kicks were full of strength, and he directly kicked and shattered their internal organs, so that all these guys who aided in the abuse died.

"It's kind of a good way. ”

Murong Feixiong sneered disapprenosingly: "Old Qin, give him a lesson, don't kill him." ”

As soon as the words fell, an old man with a hooked nose rushed out of the corner.

He was a shocking punch to Ye Fan.

9. Success.

He wants to make an example of a hundred people, and he wants everyone to know: those who offend Murong Feixiong will die!" "Whoosh-" The fist was full of murderous intent, and the momentum suddenly exploded, like a pouring flood that shocked people.

Several delicate women took a step back, gloating at Ye Fan, and felt that Ye Fan would be seriously injured if he didn't die.

"It's too weak!"

Who knows, Ye Fan didn't raise his eyelids, snorted coldly, and then punched out.

Fists like the wind.

In the blazing gaze of dozens of people, Ye Fan punched the hooked nose fist.

"Boom!"

The fists collided, and a muffled sound exploded.

Ye Fan's strength came out of his body, and the clothes on the arm of the hook-nosed old man were shattered, and the fist joints were also broken in an instant, and his arms became twisted.

"Ahh

Sweat rained down.

"Ahh

"What's going on?"

"Why is his fist so terrifying?

Didn't you say he's almost useless?"

"Is it that Qin Lao underestimated the enemy?"

Many female guests subconsciously exclaimed, they couldn't accept it at all, Qin Lao was so vulnerable in Ye Fan's hands.

Murong Feixiong's face also changed: "Ye Fan, are you injured?"

Ye Fan didn't talk nonsense, his body flashed, and he arrived in front of Murong Feixiong.

Almost at the same time, two black-clothed old men rushed out, flashed sharp knives without saying a word, and directly attacked Ye Fan's vital point.

The sharp knife, the power, the tacit understanding, is simply seamless and invulnerable.

"Bang Bang-" Ye Fan didn't care at all, and grabbed it twice with his left hand.

After two crisp sounds, the two black-clothed old men snorted, and there were five more blood holes in their wrists.

The sharp knife is out of his hand, and his arm is disabled.

The whole body strength cannot be gathered.

Ye Fan did not stop at all, and continued to approach Murong Feixiong.

"Whoosh-" Although Murong Feixiong looks like he has been hollowed out by wine, he still has some foundation after many years of precipitation in the Wumeng.

As soon as he retreated, he had an extra Hidden Blade in his left hand, and he stabbed at Ye Fan.

"Whew-" Ye Fan calmly avoided the side, then twisted his waist and turned his hips, and punched Murong Feixiong's chest fiercely.

The momentum is sinking.

Gong Suqin's pupils instantly shrank into a pin-like shape! Murong Feixiong's face changed, and his Hidden Blade resisted.

"Bang!"

With a muffled sound, Ye Fan smashed the Hidden Blade with one punch, and then castrated and bombarded his body.

Murong Feixiong's palm hurt, and then his ribs hurt.

Seriously injured.