Those who can be invited to the banquet are all bigwigs of the upper class of the Japanese country, with extraordinary identities, what kind of wind and waves have not been seen?

But now, they have really opened their eyes, and even have a sense of absurdity.

In the huge banquet hall, there was silence and the needle drop could be heard, like the calm before the storm, which was extremely oppressive.

Suddenly, Wen Zilun's scream broke the silence: "Stinky boy, you actually killed Chairman Yano, you are doomed! No matter how hard you fight, it is impossible to escape the punishment of the law, and a single bullet can kill you! Not only you, Yuwei will also be dragged to death by you!"

Hearing these words, Yang Yuwei's face was pale and bloodless, and her delicate body trembled uncontrollably and trembled.

After all, she is a girl under twenty years old, and she has not been deeply involved in the world, where did she think that Ye Fan would kill people without saying a word, and she was still in front of so many Japanese bigwigs.

Feeling her frightened, Ye Fan walked over and held her hand tightly, and said in a firm tone: "Yuwei, don't worry, everything has me!"

"Cut!" Wen Zilun pursed his lips disdainfully, and sneered: "When death is imminent, you have to pretend to be forced, are you a decoration to be a prince?"

"Whew!Whew!"

The next moment, the eyes of many guests in the venue fell on Prince Mingde.

After all, Prince Mingde was the host of this banquet, and he didn't speak, and no one else dared to overstep his bounds.

Of course, in the hearts of most people, as long as the prince gives an order, Ye Fan has no chance of surviving.

Feeling the gaze of everyone around him, Prince Mingde's brows furrowed into a Sichuan shape, looked at Yano Hao's corpse from afar, waved his hand, and ordered: "Drag this obstructive guy away!"

"Hey!"

Several royal guards sprang into action, dragging Hiroshi Yano's body down while cleaning the ground of the bloodstains.

However, everyone in the audience still looked at Prince Mingde, waiting for him to give orders.

One second, two seconds, three seconds

A full half a minute passed, and Prince Mingde was still silent, without any intention of speaking.

That's gone?

Such an abnormal situation made many guests confused.

Under normal circumstances, shouldn't someone be sent to arrest Ye Fan who committed murder in public?

Just when everyone didn't know why, Prince Mingde suddenly took the microphone from the hands of his entourage and cleared his throat:

"Ahem, guests, welcome to this banquet! But before the banquet begins, I would like to introduce to you a very distinguished guest, His Excellency Ye Beichen from Huaxia!"

As soon as the words fell, the lights of the audience went out instantly.

"Huh!"

The next moment, a bright spotlight instantly hit Ye Fan's body, making him the focus of attention of the audience.

Even Yang Yuwei next to her was bathed in the lights, shining brightly.

For a while, even Prince Mingde was willing to be a foil for green leaves, unable to compete with Ye Fan.

"What?, he's Ye Beichen?!"

Looking at Ye Fan under the light, the faces of hundreds of guests were full of surprise that could not be concealed, and they were so surprised that they couldn't help it.

Before this, Ye Fan did call himself "Ye Beichen", but no one believed him at that time, and he was regarded as a liar.

Who knew that now, Prince Mingde has personally proved his identity, and it is absolutely impossible to go wrong.

In this way, all the previous unreasonable things have been explained.

The reason why Ye Fan dared to kill people in front of the public was because he had the strength and capital.

Even the legendary sword saint source Musashi died in his hands, and the holy mountain Fuji of the Wa Kingdom was also slashed by him to be a hundred meters shorter!

It's just one Yano Hiroshi, what is it?

For a while, everyone in the venue looked at Ye Fan's gaze, and there were earth-shaking changes, full of diligence and awe, and at the same time, they were afraid for a while, fortunately they didn't have a head-on conflict with Ye Fan just now, otherwise they would have suffered.

Not far away, Wen Zilun, who had threatened Ye Fan just now, had a face like ashes, like a mourner, and his mood was like riding a roller coaster, falling from heaven to hell.

You must know that with the strength of their Wen family, they are completely unqualified to participate in this royal dinner, and it is entirely because the royal family of the Japanese Kingdom wants to curry favor with Ye Beichen, so they invited some Chinese businessmen who are doing business in the Japanese Kingdom.

In this context, Wen Zilun had the opportunity to come to the banquet.

At the beginning, he didn't look at Ye Fan in his eyes at all, and regarded him as a poor and white ** silk.

If it weren't for Yang Yuwei's relationship, he wouldn't even look at Ye Fan more.

But he never imagined that Ye Fan would turn into the real protagonist of this banquet, and even Prince Mingde would be overshadowed.

I can't put into words how he feels at the moment, he can't wait to slap himself a hundred times and kick himself a thousand times.

It's bad to offend anyone?

I just offended this peerless murderer from the past and the present!

At this moment, Wen Zilun couldn't wait for a big hole to crack in the ground immediately, so that he could hide in it.

"Kick, kick, kick!"

At this time, Prince Mingde took a step forward, walked to Ye Fan, bowed slightly at a thirty-degree angle, and said respectfully: "Your Excellency Ye Beichen, your presence here is really making this place shine!"

His respectful appearance surprised other hotels.

In the Wa Kingdom, bowing is a very common etiquette, even if you go to the supermarket to buy something, the clerk will bow respectfully to you.

However, Prince Mingde is a member of the royal family and has a respected status.

Even though the current Wakuni is a constitutional monarchy and the imperial family does not have substantial rights, in the eyes of the people, the imperial family is the descendants of Amaterasu, which is unspeakably precious.

Prince Mingde, even in front of the Prime Minister, does not need to bow and salute.

But when he faced Ye Fan, he showed unprecedented humility, which was really shocking.

More importantly, at this moment, Prince Mingde is not representing an individual, but the entire royal family.

The meaning behind this is not trivial.

Next to her, Yang Yuwei was still immersed in shock, with a look of disbelief, she quietly pulled the corner of Ye Fan's clothes, and asked tremblingly: "Xiao Fan, what kind of Ye Beichen are you?"

"It's like a fake!" Ye Fan said with a smile.

"The protagonist in Wen Shao's mobile phone video before was also you? You defeated the Sword Saint of the Wa Kingdom and Mount Fuji because of this, and they were all 100 meters shorter?" Yang Yuwei asked.

"That's right!" Ye Fan nodded and continued: "Yuwei, no matter how my identity changes, you are still my good friend!

"Xiaofan, thank you" Yang Yuwei only felt a warm current surging into her heart, and her voice was a little choked.

Suddenly, Ye Fan turned his head to look at Prince Mingde, his eyes lit up, and he said, "That's right! I killed Yano Hao just now, and you Wa Guo want to offend me?"

"Don't dare, don't dare!"

Prince Mingde hurriedly shook his head into a rattle.

Are you kidding?

A peerless powerhouse like Ye Fan is above the law, dominates the common people, and is the rule-maker.

Even if thousands of troops are dispatched, I'm afraid it won't be enough for him to stuff his teeth, who dares to offend him, is he tired of being crooked?

"Your Excellency Ye Beichen, Yano Hao has offended you, and it is not a pity to die, so I will let him be thrown to the public!" Prince Mingde hurriedly said.

"Hmm!" Ye Fan nodded with satisfaction.

Immediately afterwards, the four major chaebols, the four major families, and many cabinet ministers all gathered around and greeted Ye Fan with the most humble attitude.

"Your Excellency Ye Beichen, it is really our honor to meet you today!"

"Yes, yes, I'm afraid there is no one in the world who can compare with you!"

"By the way, Grandmaster Ye, my little girl is eighteen years old, beautiful and moon-like, proficient in piano, chess, calligraphy and painting!

Those bigwigs who are usually above the top, when facing Ye Fan, are like humble servants meeting the supreme king.

Seeing this scene, countless guests in the venue were dumbfounded, and at the same time, they yearned for it, and secretly thought:

The royal prince bowed and countless bigwigs were impressed.

Big husband, when it is!

Just when the atmosphere was getting hotter and hotter, Wen Zilun tiptoed towards the gate, wanting to smear the soles of his feet with oil.

At this moment, Ye Fan's eyes passed through the gap in the crowd, stabbing at his vest like a sharp sword, and said coldly:

"Wen Zilun, stop!"