Another young man of the Haba tribe looked stupid directly, although the people of the Haba tribe are very fierce, but Ye Fan came out of Xiàn, much more fierce than them, and when he came up, he pinched the neck of his accomplice, this person is too bold, it is the Haba people, who wants someone's life, and he has to do it secretly.

Seeing Ye Fan ask himself, the young man of the Haba tribe quickly retreated, and with a flick of his hand, there was already an extra piccolo-like thing.

The young man did not hesitate, he put this thing directly on his mouth, blew it violently, and with a whoosh, a silver light flashed, and a steel needle-like thing had already shot towards Ye Fan.

Damn, he actually used a hidden weapon, Ye Fan snorted coldly in his heart, his body was biased, and he had already escaped the other party's attack.

The young man didn't expect Ye Fan's speed to be so fast, he was suddenly taken aback, turned around and ran towards a small road.

Want to run? Ye Fan had a sneer on his face, his body twisted, and he had disappeared in place.

Although the young man of the Haba tribe is fierce, his brain is not stupid, just those few tricks just now, he already knows that he is definitely not Ye Fan's opponent, since this is the case, staying here can only be a dead end, and now he suddenly escaped, with his familiarity with the mountain roads here, Liang this person can't catch up with him.

When he returns, he will bring his clansmen, no matter how powerful this guy is, he will not be the opponent of many of his clansmen, and he must be allowed to pay for his brother's life when the time comes.

The young man was ruthless, running quickly, and suddenly he saw that his eyes were dark, and before he could reflect what was going on, there was a bang, and his body had already flown up, and he flew out directly six or seven meters away, before falling heavily on the ground.

Looking at the person walking towards him in disbelief, the young man's eyes were full of incomprehension.

How can it be? How did he get ahead of him?

Moreover, his strength was too great, and the young man of the Haba tribe now felt as if his internal organs were about to be beaten out, and his throat was sweet, and with a poof, he had already spit out a mouthful of blood.

In fact, he didn't know that Ye Fan was still merciful to his subordinates now, if it weren't for the need for this young man to take him to the young master of the Haba clan, his parents wouldn't be able to recognize him if Ye Fan could punch him.

Walking up to the young man of the Haba tribe, Ye Fan asked coldly, "Where is your young master?" ”

"Kill me, I won't say it." The young man of the Haba tribe stiffened his neck and shouted, the men of the Haba tribe are all bloody Chinese characters, even if they die, they will not betray their own people, let alone betray their young masters.

"Okay, there's a kind." Ye Fan snorted coldly, stepped forward, grabbed the hand of the young man of the Haba tribe, and only squeezed it, and the heart-wrenching cry was already ringing in his ears.

Looking at the young man of the Haba tribe who had a finger crushed, Ye Fan continued: "Say it or not? ”

"Damn, I won't say anything if you kill me." The young man of the Haba tribe is quite backbone, and his face is so painful that he sweats, and he is still holding on to it.

"I'm not going to let you die." Ye Fan said, with a strong hand, he crushed one of the fingers of the young man of the Haba tribe again.

With a scream, the young man of the Haba tribe closed his eyes and fainted.

Ye Fan stretched out his hand and pressed on an acupuncture point of the young man of the Haba tribe, and suddenly, the young man of the Haba tribe who had passed out woke up.

"Don't say yes?" Ye Fan knew that this young man was strong-willed, and it was not easy to use this method to achieve results, but the situation on Xiaoxue's side was extremely urgent, and he couldn't afford to rub with this young man here, so he simply stretched out his hand, grabbed the piccolo in the young man's hand, took it over, took out a steel needle from it, and immediately pierced it on an acupuncture point on the young man's neck.

Although the young man had two fingers crushed just now, he didn't show any fear, but this time, his eyes widened in horror, because he knew that his secret weapon was coated with poison.

Moreover, even if he was not coated with poison, his acupuncture points were set on fire, and now he was uncomfortable to death, as if there were 10,000 ants devouring his internal organs in his body.

This feeling can definitely be described as worse than death.

"If you don't say it, I don't mind giving you another injection." Ye Fan said.

"Ah...... I, I said, I said, our young master, has returned to the stockade. The young man cried out loudly, and he couldn't bear the pain anymore.

"And what about the girls you arrested today?" Ye Fan didn't go around in circles, and asked directly.

The young man was taken aback, and this time he realized that the terrible man in front of him was actually here for those students.

"I've been sent to the stockade by the white wolf." The young man said.

"What are you kidnapping them for?" Ye Fan asked.

"I don't know about this, it was made by the white wolf, and it should be given to the young master." The young man said.

"Are they in the stockade now?" Ye Fan asked.

"It should have arrived a long time ago."

Ye Fan lifted the young man: "Take me to your village to find your young master immediately." ”

The young man was lifted up by Ye Fan, and suddenly reached out and grabbed the steel needle pierced in his neck, and pulled it out, but what he didn't expect was that the feeling of ten thousand ants devouring his heart did not disappear.

"It's useless to do this, as long as you take me to find your young master, I will naturally unravel the acupoints for you." Ye Fan said.

"Okay, I'll take you." The young man is now uncomfortable to death, it is even worse than death, he only thinks about solving this pain as soon as possible, and he no longer cares whether he is loyal to the young master.

"This gentleman, I, what should I do?" Barcelona covered his face and ran to Ye Fan not far away and asked.

The reason why he covered his face was because he was afraid that this young man of the Haba tribe would remember him.

In fact, his worries are unnecessary, now this young man of the Haba tribe can't even take care of himself, where will he care about anything else, let alone remember his appearance.

"You take the money and leave, I hope you don't talk nonsense, otherwise, I won't know how you died." Ye Fan said coldly.

"Don't worry, I won't talk nonsense." Barcelona turned around and ran to the car, picked up the money Ye Fan gave him, and ran quickly the way he came.

He came in Ye Fan's car, and he naturally had to run when he went back, he didn't dare to drive the two off-road vehicles of the Haba people, let alone Ye Fan's car, he still wanted to live longer, and he didn't run far before he arrived at another difficult path, although this road was far away from the town, but it was safe enough.

The young man of the Haba tribe now just wants to get rid of the pain quickly, so he walks very fast, almost running, and Ye Fan grew up in the mountains since he was a child, and he has to practice light exercises in Xiaoyao Valley every day, so these difficult sheep intestine trails are simply pediatric for him, and there is no difficulty at all.

Inside the Haba cottage, in a quiet and quaint stone courtyard, Habaqiu was closing his eyes and meditating on something, while Habaro was sitting aside, and he didn't dare to take a breath......

ps: Why do you feel so tired every day, alas, writing a book is not as good as reading a book to come to comfort.