From the mountain cannon punching to Ye Fan's abolition of his hands and feet, although it is a little complicated to say, it is only a matter of seven or eight seconds, and this also includes the time for the two to talk.

So in a way, it's a spike.

And there is no suspense.

The mountain cannon is only the cultivation of Ming Jin in the later stage, and in front of Ye Fan, he is naturally not an enemy.

Ye Fan took two steps forward, and a terrible wail sounded behind him, and the mountain cannon fell to the ground, constantly rolling, and let out a howl like killing pigs.

This scream made Xie Liping, who had already fallen into a sluggish state, startled, his hand trembled, and half of the cigarette in his hand fell to the ground.

"This, this ......" Xie Liping still had a little breezy appearance, and said tremblingly, "This, what's going on?"

Meng Gang's face was surprisingly solemn, "This surnamed Ye is also an ancient martial arts cultivator!"

"Ah?!" Xie Liping's eyes widened, "How, how is it possible, the ancient martial arts cultivator is not a cabbage on the side of the road, how could he be bumped into by me so coincidentally?!"

As he spoke, a touch of fierceness flashed in his eyes, and he suddenly leaned into the car, turned out a pistol, and aimed the muzzle at Ye Fan: "Lao Tzu collapsed you!"

As he spoke, he pulled the trigger, and a gunshot rang out.

Ye Fan was still standing and walked over unscathed.

Bang! Bang!

Three more shots.

However, Ye Fan was still unscathed.

At such a close distance, how could he miss a hit?! Xie Liping's hand holding the gun was already shaking uncontrollably.

"How is that possible?" he hissed as if he had seen a ghost, "You, don't come here!"

Xie Liping can't see clearly, but it doesn't mean that Meng Gang can't see clearly.

Long before Xie Liping pulled the trigger, Ye Fan had already made a prediction, and moved in advance, either swinging his head, or turning sideways, or bending over, but his speed was too fast, and Xie Liping, who was already about to collapse, naturally couldn't notice it.

"Desert Eagle, 7 rounds in a single row, and one more in the chamber, adding up to a total of 8 bullets, this bodyguard of yours has fired three shots before, and you have fired four shots, so," Ye Fan suddenly smiled, "You still have one bullet." ”

"I, I, I, a bullet can destroy you!" Xie Liping said in a trembling voice.

Ye Fan shook his head slightly, "This bullet, it's better to keep it to yourself, otherwise later, if you want to die, you won't have a chance." ”

"The surname Ye, why don't you bluff me!" Xie Liping forced himself to calm down, his right hand holding the gun was already trembling violently, and he had no choice but to stretch out his left hand again, holding the gun in both hands, but it still trembled like a sieve.

Ye Fan ignored Xie Liping's undeterrent threat, but looked at Meng Gang, who had been silent, and said, "You and I are both ancient martial arts cultivators, and there is no enmity between life and death. And you also took the money to do what you were told, and if you quit now, I will spare your life. ”

Meng Gang hugged his fists, "Take people's money to eliminate disasters for others, Xie Liping spent money to invite me, in order to protect his integrity, if I take the money and don't do anything, I Meng Gang will feel guilty." ”

That makes sense. Ye Fan smiled, "You are at least more reasonable than the guy called Mountain Cannon." ”

"But after all, it still depends on strength to speak. Meng Gang said, "Although I don't think I can scrap the mountain cannon in three or two clicks like you, but against you, I may not have no chance of winning." ”

"That's why you don't want to leave, right? Do you think you can beat me?"

Ye Fan shook his head, "I'm still curious, where did you get your confidence?"

"How do you know if you don't try?!" Meng Gang said, his breath changed suddenly, and he deceived himself without warning.

Knowing that Ye Fan was not taking his peers lightly, he chose to take the lead in attacking him unprepared, and seizing the opportunity.

This is not a competition, but a battle of life and death, without rules or morality.

"It's good to come!" Ye Fan shouted in a deep voice, his right fist slammed out, tearing the air, whistling in the wind, and there was a faint sound of a tiger roaring.

Ye Fan cultivates Xingyi Fist, and takes the path of being fierce and domineering, this punch goes out, and it is a few grades stronger than the fatal punch of Zhishan Cannon just now.

Unexpectedly, Ye Fan reacted so quickly, and so powerfully, Meng Gang was suddenly shocked in his heart, he didn't dare to fight against this punch, and immediately changed his attack, his five fingers were together, and he arched slightly, like a poisonous snake, sticking to Ye Fan's arm from the side, winding up as if there were no bones, and at the same time patting several large acupuncture points on Ye Fan's arm at a very fast frequency.

This trick was to soften the rigidity and make Ye Fan feel powerful, and the seemingly inconspicuous slapping just disrupted the blood on Ye Fan's arm.

Ye Fan felt that the blood on his right arm suddenly stagnated, and his muscles lost their strength.

And Meng's right hand had already come to the front of Ye Fan's neck, like a poisonous snake spitting out his temperament, biting towards Ye Fan's Adam's apple.

"Carving insect skills!" Ye Fan was not afraid at all, his right arm shook suddenly, his muscles bulged, and he suddenly increased a circle, breaking away Meng Gang's sticking to his arm, and his right hand reached forward at the same time, grabbing Meng Gang's throat.

Meng Gang was shocked and took three steps back.

Ye Fan snorted at his feet and stepped forward.

Meng Gang's eyes flashed with a look of determination, he took a sharp breath, and there was a dense crackling sound of bones rubbing and squeezing, and in the blink of an eye, his whole person became tall and strong, from an ordinary stocky middle-aged man to a strong man.

Xie Liping, who was on the side, opened his mouth wide, and his jaw was almost dislocated, "Bone shrinking skill?!"

In the blink of an eye, Meng Gang, who seemed to have changed a person, did not retreat but advanced, and took a step forward suddenly.

Just in time to catch up with Ye Fan who rushed over.

With a fist, he swept away Ye Fan's right hand that was reaching for his neck, and leaned forward sharply.

The eight poles collapsed, sticking to the mountain.

Gradually controlling the Xie Group, Xie Liping, who will undoubtedly be the next boss of the group, holds the power and money in his hands that make countless people blush. He is very generous to the people around him, especially to Meng Gang, who is a driver and personal bodyguard, giving money to a car and a woman, and even directly giving a small villa worth millions.

When he first moved into the villa, the first thing Meng Gang did was to find someone to dig a big tree from the deep mountains that can only be hugged by three adult men and plant it in the yard.

After that, as soon as Meng Gang had free time, he would return to the villa and hit the big tree shirtless.

At first, including the invited chefs, housekeeping servants, and bodyguards who often came over to hang out, they were all secretly laughing at themselves, a big man hitting a tree, no different from a ****.

But day after day, spring and autumn alternated, and later, people stopped laughing, but became afraid. Because the big tree that the three of them hugged together had been broken by him.

Meng Gang was confident that even if there was a load-bearing wall in front of him, he would be knocked down by his sticking to the mountain.

However, the next moment, in front of him, the man surnamed Ye, who was close at hand, suddenly grinned.