Chapter 887 Reparations
"Lu Fan! Don't be too arrogant. β
The eleventh prince couldn't sit still, and let Lu Fan shout like this, so what about his prestige?
What's more, the purpose of his visit to the capital city this time was not only to deal with Lu Fan and bring so many people, but also to let the Chu State enter the Huaguo market, how could he easily return to China?
It's just that the eyes of everyone present seem to have changed a little when they look at him.
Lu Fan played with the Qiushui Sword in his hand, with a little impatience on his face:
"Am I arrogant? I'm just a kind reminder. β
Behind them, Li Qing and Xu Tian were eyeing each other, ready to let the two families rush into the manor at any time.
And Ling Yun stood with his hands in his hands, staring coldly at Lu Fan and the Qiushui Sword in his hand.
By his side, Luo Yi gritted his teeth, he had just lost someone again, and he had already completely hated Lu Fan.
couldn't help whispering: "Master, are we just letting this guy go?" β
Ling Yun's face also looked ugly, put? What about the Autumn Water Sword?
If Lu Fan is taken away this time, it will be even more difficult to get it back.
Beside him, Jian Cuo's face was also cloudy, but there was no right for him to speak here.
Under the fence, he can only obey the arrangement of the eleventh prince.
"I'll give you time to think about it."
Lu Fan glanced at the eleventh prince lightly, and then said lightly:
"I hope you don't make any moves that you regret."
After speaking, Lu Fan waved his hand at a few people, and the group was ready to leave.
Seeing that Lu Fan arrived at the door of the manor, he was about to get into the car in a blink of an eye, Ling Yun, who was dressed in a coat, clenched his fists, and finally couldn't sit still.
The figure flashed and jumped directly towards Lu Fan's car.
Bang Dong β
At the same time, he stepped on the roof of the car that Lu Fan was going to get on, arrogant.
He pointed at Lu Fan and shouted: "Junior, if you want to leave, I won't stop you, after all, tonight is the day of great joy for our Chu State, but what you are holding in your hand is the national sword of our Chu State, and you must stay." β
On the side, Jian Cuo also shook the long sword in his hand at the same time.
The face of the eleventh prince was also cloudy.
Lu Fan suddenly laughed, looked at Ling Yun indifferently, and said with a smile:
"Do you think you have what it takes to keep me?"
"Junior? Hugh be arrogant! β
Ling Yun jumped up, used his inertia, and kicked at Lu Fan strongly.
Although he is good at kendo, he is also very good at foreign kung fu.
This time, before Lu Fan could make a move, Hei Yu directly blocked in front of Lu Fan, and sneered: "Old thing, let me meet you today to see if you, the number one sword of the Chu State, are in vain." β
Bang β
With just one move, Hei Yu took a few steps back suddenly, his chest churning, and his face turned pale.
Ling Yun glanced at him disdainfully, his face was full of arrogance, and wherever he looked, it was still Lu Fan:
"Junior, I won't keep my hand this time, obediently put down the Qiushui Sword, otherwise, I will be killed."
Li Qing and Xu Tian stood by Lu Fan's side at the same time, while Long Luo walked quickly in front of Hei Yu.
At that moment just now, it was obvious that Heiyu was not lightly injured.
"Mr. Lu, do you want to call someone in?"
Xu Tian asked tentatively.
Lu Fan sneered at the corner of his mouth, and did not answer his words, but glanced at Hei Yu, whose face was wrong, and said with concern:
"Is there anything wrong?"
Hei Yu shook his head, although the injury was not light, but it was not to the point of dying.
Lu Fan smiled indifferently, pulled out the Mid-Autumn Water Sword in his hand, and shouted:
"Old thing, since you're looking for death, then don't blame me for being rude!"
Buzz β
The autumn water sword was unsheathed, and the sword roared like a flute.
Lu Fan raised his wrist, dropped a sword sharply, and went straight to Lingyun Noodles.
And Ling Yun didn't seem to expect Lu Fan to be so fierce, he raised the sword in his hand and blocked it horizontally.
Dingββ
With a crisp sound, the long sword in Ling Yun's hand suddenly shattered into two sections.
However, the blade of the Qiushui Sword did not decrease, and in an instant, it suddenly brought a bloody cut on Ling Yun's chest.
Ling Yun snorted and took a few steps back, but he was covered in blood and still embarrassed.
Luo Yi and the others hurriedly leaned towards Ling Yun, he pointed at Lu Fan and shouted: "Boy, you can only hurt my master by relying on the power of the Qiushui Sword, if you have the courage, put down the Qiushui Sword and have an upright competition with my master?" β
Heh-
Lu Fan sneered:
"You're a child?"
He glanced at Ling Yun, who had a miserable face, and asked, "You should ask your master, if the Qiushui Sword is in his hand, will he put down the Qiushui Sword and do it with me now?" β
"You ......"
Luo Yi was speechless for a while, and the answer was obvious, absolutely not.
At this moment, they have all reached the current situation, it can only be a life-and-death duel, and anyone will use a killing move.
Lu Fan held his sword and approached Ling Yun little by little, "You should know that since the day you arrived in the capital city, you should think about your own fate when you were ready to help the abuse." β
Feeling the murderous aura in Lu Fan's eyes, Ling Yun was preparing to fight to the death.
Behind him, the eleventh prince slowly walked out of the crowd, his face gloomy.
He can return to Chu in embarrassment, but he must not let Ling Yun have an accident in Huaguo. Otherwise, even if he returned to Chu State, he would be completely empty, and even worse.
"Lu Fan, don't you want me to go back to Chu State?"
The eleventh prince gritted his teeth and said with difficulty:
"I can promise you that from now on, you will return to China completely, and in your lifetime, you will never step into China half a step, but ......"
"I have a request, you must let Ling Lao go."
"Otherwise, it's all talk-free."
At this time, the eleventh prince still dared to threaten?
Lu Fan shrugged his shoulders and sneered, "What qualifications do you have to negotiate terms with me?" β
"I ......"
The eleventh prince was ruthless, looked at everyone present painfully, and then said:
"I run a lot of industries in the capital city, although it is not big, but the assets of these industries together are also astronomical, I am willing to transfer all these assets to your name, in exchange for me and Ling Lao to leave, in this way, the head office, right?"
Everyone present was in an uproar.
No one would have thought that the eleventh prince would give all the foundation to Lu Fan so easily?
Lu Fan nodded with satisfaction.
Killing Ling Yun would only make him have a deep grudge against the Chu State, but now he could exchange it for those assets run by the Eleventh Prince, wouldn't it be better?
The sale is a good deal.
Seeing that Lu Fan was about to agree, the eleventh prince also breathed a sigh of relief.
Ling Yun, who was in a weak position, also lost the toughness he had just now, and he knew that he was not Lu Fan's opponent at all. Temporarily returned to Chu to recuperate, so that he had the opportunity to avenge today's revenge.
It's just that Jian Cuo suddenly ran in front of the eleventh prince and said in a panic: "Prince, you must not give all the foundation to Lu Fan!" Have you forgotten the plan between us? β