The entire Hou Wen Mansion was silent, and the needle drop could be heard.

The drizzle was dripping, and the eyes were full of solemnity.

In Hou Wen's Mansion, everyone stood in place like stiff sculptures, staring at the influx of people in a daze.

Uniformity and unison.

Dressed in black and iron-footed, like a thousand soldiers and gods.

As far as the eye can see, there is a mighty momentum like a crushing city.

Such a scene, even Ye Xiaofan was a little stunned, even he didn't expect that the barbarian king would create such a big momentum, he hadn't seen it for half a year, and the development of the barbarian king had far exceeded Ye Xiaofan's imagination.

And these people stood still like a pine in the drizzle, all standing behind Ye Xiaofan, with a depressing aura on their resolute faces.

Faced with such a scene, Hou Wen's angry words were all stuck in his throat in an instant.

A shocking scene, far beyond what I have seen in my life.

In the crowd, I saw a fat man walking from a black Rolls-Royce Phantom, with a bloated figure and swaying walking, but all the black-clothed people in the column bowed respectfully to greet him.

The person who commands the heroes is the barbarian king.

After Ye Xiaofan's phone call, thousands of black-clothed iron riders were gathered, who would have thought that a person with such a powerful background would be the fat man in front of him.

But at this moment, who dares to despise the barbarian king?

Even every step forward of the barbarian king brought a huge pressure to these people, and a chill gradually poured into the body from the soles of the feet.

As the Barbarian King's footsteps stopped beside Ye Xiaofan, a gentle voice with a smile came.

"Sorry, brother is late. ”

Ye Xiaofan nodded, and briefly exchanged glances with the Barbarian King.

A tacit understanding has already been formed between the two, and there is no need to say anything at all.

If it is said that the two people Ye Xiaofan trusts the most are none other than the Third Young Master and the Barbarian King, this kind of intersecting brotherhood, without too many words, they all understand it in their hearts.

And everyone originally thought that the arrival of the barbarian king and others would threaten and suppress these people with the momentum of the wind and clouds.

However, the barbarian king did not move, as if waiting for something to change.

The first person to move was Ye Xiaofan.

He walked towards the crowd on Hou Wen's side step by step, and each step was like a hammer on the surface of the drum, giving people a strong oppressive force.

Hou Wen's face was already changing drastically, feeling this sudden and powerful pressure.

As Ye Xiaofan's footsteps stopped in front of him, a powerful oppressive force hit his face like a cold wind, as if he was wrapped in a poor winter wind, making his whole body stiffen.

After a long time, he came back to his senses, looked at Ye Xiaofan's still slightly immature face, and felt a storm in his heart.

Suddenly, he stared at those cold eyes, creepy!

What kind of oppressive force is this?

What a horrific gaze?

It wasn't until this moment that Hou Wen realized that he had offended a person who really shouldn't be provoked.

This young man who is just in his early twenties, the momentum he shows on him has already killed many heroes and heroes in the underground world in seconds.

The shocking power of this air pressure in the whole field, even if you look at the underground world, how many people can do it?

At this moment, Hou Wen was really scared.

He regretted that he had offended the boy and had caused such a disaster.

But as the owner of Hou Wen's mansion, he can't show the slightest fear, he wants to maintain his dignity.

In Hou Wen's mansion, everyone's morale has been shaken.

Everyone's face showed a look of horror.

"Oh my God, who the hell are these?"

"Friendly or foe?"

"If it's an enemy, these are Ye Xiaofan's people?"

Everyone looked at Ye Xiaofan with fear, and the murderous cry a few seconds ago had been completely contained in the cradle by the scene in front of them.

Between the two sides of the confrontation, a sensational night war is about to break out at any time.

It's just that now the disparity between the two forces is too obvious, and the people of Hou Wenfu are just holding on with one breath.

Finally, Hou Wen could no longer bear this oppressive atmosphere.

He is a big man, how can he endure this kind of humiliation that is suppressed by people's momentum.

Hou Wen scolded angrily, and immediately took out a black matching gun from his waist, the black muzzle of the gun, like a demon's open mouth swallowing He Ye Xiaofan.

"Damn, Hou Wen's Mansion won't allow you to go wild with a stinking bastard!"

Hou Wen's anger is also a cover for the fear in his heart.

"I have a Type 64 team gun in my hand, you are taking a step forward, believe it or not, I will immediately pop a flower on your head?"

Hou Wen's eyes were awe-inspiring, this was not a kind of intimidation, but his true thoughts at the moment.

Even if he is now suppressed by the momentum of the barbarian king, Hou Wen is also a person who has seen strong winds and waves after all, even if he dies, he will at least pull Ye Xiaofan on his back.

He didn't believe that anyone would not be afraid in the face of such a powerful gun?

No matter how powerful Ye Xiaofan is, he is a mortal person after all.

However, in the face of Hou Wen's threat, Ye Xiaofan's eyes showed a contemptuous sneer.

This kind of sneer is a kind of arrogance and contempt.

Just a smile is his most domineering response.

Ye Xiaofan did not respond, but stepped out.

He stretched out his hand to cover the gun raised by Hou Wen, and there was an incomprehensible smile in the corner of his mouth, and one hand covered the chamber of the gun so lightly.

Such a scene amazed everyone.

Facing Hou Wen's gun, Ye Xiaofan did not flinch, and actually grabbed Hou Wen's gun with his hand.

Immediately, Ye Xiaofan's eyes narrowed, and his fingers suddenly exerted force.

I saw that the black gun in Hou Wen's hand was crumpled into a ball by Ye Xiaofan like a piece of paper and turned into a ball of scrap iron.

And Hou Wen watched all this happen, his body seemed to be tied up, and he couldn't move a bit.

It wasn't until he looked at the gun that had been thrown at his feet in a ball of scrap metal that he realized it later.

"You...... You ......."

Hou Wen's eyes showed surprise, and he was already speechless.

Hou Wen didn't say anything, and was exclaimed by the people behind him.

"Who the hell are you...... No, is this still human!"

Everyone looked shocked, and the fear in their hearts had reached a peak.

And Ye Xiaofan acted as if nothing had happened, his eyes fell indifferently on the faces of those people in Hou Wen's Mansion, and he said with a smile, "I came here today to ask Hou Wen about some private matters." ”

"I'm sorry if I frightened you. ”

A few words, shocking everyone.

In the audience, there was a dead silence.