Although Ye Fan's voice was not loud, it contained infinite confidence, which made people involuntarily want to believe it.

"Really?"

Yang Yuwei's beautiful eyes flashed with a different color, looked directly at his face, and muttered, "Xiaofan, can you really protect me, just like when you were a child?"

"Of course!" Ye Fan nodded, his voice firm.

The brilliant lights of the banquet hall shone on his side face, and the outline of his facial features was more angular than when he was in junior high school, but the sparkle in his eyes was like that of a teenager.

For Yang Yuwei, this light is like the dawn of dawn tearing through the darkness.

The slap just now carries all her future, once it is swung, she will not be able to mix in the entertainment industry of the Japanese Kingdom at all.

Even if she successfully escaped from the banquet hall, as Yano Hiroshi, as long as she asked for help from the underground organization, it would be easy to catch her.

But now, Ye Fan's words made her see a glimmer of hope, even if it was very slim, she was willing to do everything to gamble.

The next moment, Yang Yuwei turned around, no longer thinking about escaping, but facing Yano Hao with her head held high.

At this time, Hiroshi Yano also recovered from his bewilderment.

"Stinky, you dare to hit Lao Tzu?!"

Hiroshi Yano let out a hysterical roar, his eyes were split, his facial features were twisted together, and his fierce appearance was like a hellish ghost, which was terrifying.

In fact, Yang Yuwei's slap did not cause him a very serious ** trauma.

However, as Hiroshi Yano, in front of everyone, being slapped by a little-known little model can be described as extremely embarrassing.

If this matter spreads, then he will become the laughing stock of the entire high society.

"Eight Ga Ya Road!"

Yano Hao scolded angrily, he couldn't care about his demeanor anymore, he completely tore his face, glared at Yang Yuwei viciously, gritted his teeth and said: "You cheap and dirty Zhina cousin, Lao Tzu wants to sell you to the kiln and let a hundred people turn you !!"

"Presumptuous! You are a clown who jumps off the beam, and you dare to show off your might in front of me?"

Ye Fan sneered, his eyes were as sharp as a sword, and he said word by word: "Yuwei is my friend, even if your emperor is in person, you have to be polite to her!

......

"Boom!"

As soon as these words came out, it was like a bombshell smashed into the calm water, stirring up a thousand waves and causing an uproar in the field.

Ye Fan did not deliberately lower his voice, and the dozens of powerful people around him could hear it clearly.

Demolished the Imperial Palace?

Are you kidding!

Even the most reckless fanatics would not dare to say such disrespectful words in public.

"Hmph...... Where did the wild boy come from, he dared to be disrespectful to the royal family, didn't he know how to write the word 'death'?"

"I've seen arrogance, I've never seen such arrogance, and he is the best death award of the year!"

"In my opinion, this kid is crazy!"

For a while, many bigwigs in the field criticized Ye Fan one after another.

And Wen Zilun was also shocked, he never expected Ye Fan to be so bold.

At this time, he can only immediately take a stand and leave aside his relationship with Ye Fan, so that he can stay out of the matter.

As soon as he thought of this, Wen Zilun pointed at Ye Fan and scolded: "Boy, who borrowed your courage to dare to desecrate the royal family, do you really think you are Ye Beichen?"

Ye Beichen?!

Hiroshi Yano, who was arrogant before, seemed to have been poured cold water on someone, and he was so frightened that he shivered directly. I shuddered.

The faces of the other bigwigs also changed greatly, and they all looked at Ye Fan with jealous eyes, silent, holding their breath, and not even daring to come out.

In the huge Wa Kingdom, there are very few people who have seen Ye Beichen, only the major masters in the martial arts world, as well as the four major chaebols, the four great families, and some cabinet members.

Many guests in the banquet hall, although they had heard of Ye Beichen's name for a long time, had never seen him in person, and they were not sure of Ye Fan's identity for a while.

At this time, Yano Hao mustered up his courage and asked tremblingly: "Xiao Wen, does this kid have anything to do with Ye Beichen?"

"President Yano, that's it...... How can he have anything to do with such a master! The only connection between the two is his surname Ye! But his name is Ye Fan, not Ye Beichen!"

In the end, Wen Zilun glared at Ye Fan fiercely, and his eyes seemed to say-

Just because you also have the surname Ye?

After hearing Wen Zilun's explanation, Yano Hao breathed a long sigh of relief and secretly made a false alarm.

If the kid in front of him was really Ye Beichen, then he was already kneeling on the ground, wagging his tail and begging for mercy.

However, it's just the same surname, so what's the point?

What's more, in Yano Hao's opinion, a peerless powerhouse like Ye Beichen must have his own aura, and the tiger's body exudes the aura of a king when it is shocked, how can he dress up so much?

Thinking of this, a ruthless look flashed in Yano Hao's eyes, he looked at Ye Fan from afar, gritted his teeth and said: "Stinky boy, you are scared to death with a big tone, and you were almost frightened, did you want to pretend to be Ye Beichen just now?"

"Not pretending!"

Ye Fan shook his head, then puffed up his chest, revealing his arrogant momentum, and said loudly:

"I'm Ye Beichen!"

......

His voice pierced through the clouds and cracked stones, and it was deafening, as if he had fallen from the Nine Heavens Mystery Realm, above all living beings.

For a while, there was silence in the field, the needle drop could be heard, and there was a deathly silence.

"Whew!Whew!"

Countless guests turned their heads to look at him, their eyes full of sarcasm and disdain, as if they were looking at an idiot.

"Aha......"

Suddenly, Yano Hao seemed to have heard some big joke, let out a burst of unbridled laughter, and said: "Stinky boy, you still gasp when you say you are fat! You are Ye Beichen, then Lao Tzu is still Amaterasu!"

Immediately afterward, the entire banquet hall erupted in laughter:

"Tsk...... I didn't expect this kid to be not only a **silk, but also a pretending to be a criminal, pretending to be addicted!"

"Ye Beichen, but he is a peerless powerhouse, even the Sword Saint is not an opponent! This kid has thin arms and legs, I'm afraid he can't even kill a chicken!"

"Hmph, does he really take us all for fools? If he is Ye Beichen himself, Lao Tzu will eat for the next year!"

Almost everyone sneered at Ye Fan and didn't believe his words at all.

At this time, Yano Hao hooked his finger at him again, and said unscrupulously: "Boy, if you are really Ye Beichen, how can you talk nonsense with me for so long, you can kill me with one move! Come on, come and beat me!"

Seeing this, Ye Fan's face sank like water, and he shook his head and said: "The brain is a good thing, but it's a pity that you don't! Killing a mentally retarded imbecile like you will only dirty my hands!"

Ye Fan's voice was flat and straightforward, without any waves, as if he was expounding some natural facts.

But the more bland it was, the more it made Hiroshi Yano angry.

"Roar, roar, roar!"

Yano Hao let out a low roar from the depths of his throat, full of anger as if he was about to burn and boil, he couldn't hold it anymore, he raised his fist and rushed towards Ye Fan, and at the same time shouted:

"Stinky boy, die!"

Although Yano Hiroshi is not a martial arts master, the punch he made with anger was extremely fast, and ordinary people couldn't stop it at all, and I was afraid that he would be beaten down on the spot.

However, in Ye Fan's eyes, he was as slow as a snail crawling, full of flaws all over his body, and he was not vulnerable at all.

"Get down on my knees!"

Ye Fan shouted, and then stretched out his right palm, as if it had turned into a high mountain in an instant, and smashed towards the top of Yano Hao's head with the momentum of Mount Tai.

"Bang!"

Hiroshi Yano didn't have time to react at all, and didn't even know what was happening, only to feel a sharp heart-rending pain hit him, rushing to all his limbs, every inch of skin, every muscle, every bone, as if he had been run over by a high-speed train.

Not only him, but everyone in the audience felt that there was a flower in front of them, and they couldn't see Ye Fan's movements clearly.

It wasn't until the next moment that an incredible scene appeared in their sight-

Looking intently, I saw Yano Hiroshi kneeling on the ground, his knees as if they had been welded to the ground, red blood gushing out, and under the violent impact, his kneecaps were obviously broken.

What is even more frightening is that the solid ground has cracked into dense cobweb patterns, as if it has been bombarded by a rain of bullets.

The power of a palm, terrifying!

It's simply not a power that humans can have!