"Bang bang bang!"

The ferocious fist was like a cannonball, and Ye Fan, who was as pervasive as mercury, shrouded the past.

Tiger and tiger and unstoppable.

Ye Fan's eyelids jumped, his palms stretched out, and he slapped again and again, stubbornly sealing President Jiang's mercury-like attack.

Ye Fan found that President Jiang's body was very stiff, but his speed and strength were beyond ordinary people, so he made up for all his shortcomings.

The fists and palms kept intersecting, making a muffled sound.

Ye Fan couldn't kill him, and he couldn't control it for a while, so he could only defuse the opponent's attack.

As a result, his palms quickly became red, and there were a few more blisters.

However, this also made Ye Fan's heart move, and he remembered who he had felt hot on.

Su Xi'er.

When Tang Ruoxue brought Su Xi'er over to Ye Fan for treatment, Su Xi'er also had a similar kind of hot body.

It's as if there is a flame burning in the body.

This made Ye Fan's heart move, and he had a deeper guess.

"Kill—"

President Jiang suddenly roared, gave up his fist attack, and stretched out his right hand, wanting to pinch Ye Fan's neck.

Ye Fan flashed his head to the side.

President Jiang swept over.

"Whew!"

Ye Fan moved his steps to dodge, and then suddenly burst forward, rushing out with a punch.

Thunderball!

A punch is thrown out, and it is hard to hit.

"Bang!"

The two fists collided in mid-air, making a piercing thud.

President Chiang took three steps back and almost toppled on his back.

Ye Fan's punch was different from the previous one, on the surface, it seemed to hit directly, but the force was downward, making President Jiang lose the center of gravity of his body.

This made his blood churn, and his arm was so numb that he could barely lift it.

Ye Fan also took half a step back, grinning and blowing his fists.

Chairman Chiang swooped back, swooping in front of him and throwing a punch at the same time.

Ye Fan made a mistake with both hands, blocked the opponent's punch, and his body retreated a few meters.

"Whoosh-"

Almost at the same moment, Yuan Qingyi made a gesture, and several ropes were put on the way, wrapping around President Jiang's upper body.

President Jiang grabbed the rope and shook his arms, and several Yuan's bodyguards couldn't dodge and were overturned to the ground, very embarrassed.

Then, President Chiang grabbed the three ropes and waved them around with a roar,

The rope whistled, and Ye Fan instinctively leaned back.

The rope swept against their cheeks.

"Bang!"

The swept objects shattered in response, and there were many more marks on the walls, and the powder shattered and fell to the ground, and dust flew up.

"Bang bang bang!"

President Jiang, who vented his strength, was furious, and waved the rope in the storm, leaving one smash mark after another around his body, which was shocking.

One by one, the furniture broke apart, as if it had been crushed by a bulldozer.

President Jiang was like a rainbow, like a wild beast that had lost its mind and never tired, beating Yuan's bodyguards and servants to the ground one after another.

Yuan Qingyi was also punched a few times by him, spit out a mouthful of blood and lay on the ground to avoid his edge.

Everyone also felt that the temperature in the hall had risen a lot.

"Bang!"

After Chairman Jiang kicked the last bodyguard, he rushed towards Yuan Qingyi, who was struggling.

He also pulled the rope forward, as if he wanted to hang Yuan Qingyi to death.

"Whoosh-"

Although Ye Fan was also lying on his stomach, he kept staring at President Jiang who was crazy.

Seeing that he was going to attack Yuan Qingyi, Ye Fan rushed out like a rabbit.

When President Jiang turned his head to look over, Ye Fan's left hand stretched out sharply and grasped the rope firmly in his hand.

Then, Ye Fan pulled violently and turned to his back with the power of Chairman Jiang.

The power is spit out, and the mountains are overwhelming.

"Ahh

President Jiang snorted, his footsteps slipped, his center of gravity was a little unstable, and he staggered forward.

Ye Fan took advantage of this opportunity to slam his left hand around and wrap a rope around President Jiang's legs.

Then he pushed his knee against the opponent's back, and leaned President Jiang back.

Ye Fan didn't stop, flicked the rope, and the rope wrapped around the handrail of the staircase.

Chairman Jiang roared angrily, and grabbed the rope on his body with both hands, trying to tear it off.

"Whoosh!"

Taking advantage of this opportunity, Ye Fan jumped up, came to the front like a loach, and stepped on President Jiang with both feet.

The momentum is sinking.

After these two kicks, President Jiang, whose body had been slightly leaned back, although he did not die, still spurted out a mouthful of blood.

Then he was pulled backwards by the rope that was holding his chest, and he could no longer stand on his feet.

Fall on your back!

"Bang!"

The hot body slammed into the ground, and the whole ground seemed to tremble.

Ye Fan didn't waste this opportunity, he took out more than a dozen silver needles and stabbed them.

"Ahh

With this needle, President Jiang's body shook, and then roared.

This roar seems to be a catharsis of the depression that has been imprisoned for many years, and it seems to be the intensification of madness.

Yuan Qingyi exclaimed: "Ye Fan-"

"Click-"

When Ye Fan was about to drop the last stitch, President Jiang broke the rope and raised his hands to choke Ye Fan's neck.

Ye Fan's skin turned red instantly, and his expression was uncontrollably distorted.

"Pounce—"

At this moment, a sharp sound and a knife sank into President Jiang's heart.

Chairman Jiang let go of his hands and lay back straight.

Ye Fan turned his head and saw that the person holding the knife was Yuan Qingyi, who had a pale face......

The audience fell silent.

Whether it was Ye Fan or the maid's bodyguard, they all looked at the dead President Jiang with shock in their eyes.

No one thought that Chairman Jiang would die like this, let alone that he would be stabbed in the back by Yuan Qingyi.

Yuan Qingyi probably didn't expect it, so his pretty face was as pale as paper, and then he threw away the dagger and hugged President Jiang and cried bitterly.

"President ......"

A wave of sadness and depression instantly permeated the entire shallow water villa.

Two hours later, the Yuan villa was quiet again.

It's just that it's much more suffocating now than it was in the past.

President Chiang died.

The impact of this news is a hundred times that of President Jiang's illness, and it is destined to attract the attention of countless people.

Moreover, President Jiang died at the hands of Yuan Qingyi.

This is destined to make the situation in the Dragon Capital Martial Alliance even more turbulent.

"Come, drink a glass of milk to suppress the shock. ”

At four o'clock in the afternoon, Ye Fan walked into the side hall where the body was temporarily parked, and handed a cup of hot milk to Yuan Qingyi:

"People can't be resurrected after death, don't think too much. ”

"You've been crying for almost an hour, it's time to go to your room and rest, or you'll hurt yourself. ”

Although Ye Fan also regretted in his heart, as long as he took another stitch, he would be able to completely control President Jiang's madness, and his hands holding his neck would be weak.

But Ye Fan also understood that Yuan Qingyi was worried about his own safety when he killed the killer, and if he blamed or regretted himself at this moment, it would be too unkind.

What's more, compared to herself, Yuan Qingyi is even more sad, after all, it is her husband.

"I ...... I didn't really want to kill him......"

Yuan Qingyi held the milk:

"I just instinctively wanted to stop him from hurting you, but I didn't expect to stab him in the back of the heart. ”

Her tears flowed, unspeakable sadness, and self-blame that could not be concealed......