The five of them brought Yang Fan to a leisure club.

In the private room, Yang Fan saw Ye Feng and Wang Weigao.

Next to the two, there was also a middle-aged man sitting.

Asked the bodyguard to close the door of the private room, Ye Feng crossed his legs, and his eyes fell on Yang Fan: "Boy, let's say, what is the relationship between you and Ruobing?"

The person who could let Han Ruobing bring him into Huiyun to eat, Ye Feng felt that it would not be so simple.

He must find out Yang Fan's identity and background.

The person you like will never allow other men to get involved.

"Ordinary friend relationship," Yang Fan replied lightly.

"Ordinary friend relationship, do you think I will believe it?" Ye Feng sneered, his eyes became cold, and his tone revealed a chill.

How could he believe that Yang Fan and Han Ruobing were ordinary friends?

If it was an ordinary friend, then how could Han Ruobing take Yang Fan to eat in a specific private room in Huiyun Room?

Therefore, Ye Feng would definitely not believe Yang Fan's words in his heart.

"Believe it or not" Yang Fan didn't bother to explain.

He was not at all afraid of these clowns, and if he wanted to do it, he could kill them immediately.

"I'm a grass mud horse, Lao Tzu has already seen that you are unhappy, drag a hair in front of Lao Tzu" Wang Weigao scolded Yang Fan, got up and kicked over.

This guy does it when he doesn't agree with him, and there is no superfluous nonsense.

And Ye Feng didn't mean to stop it, just watched Wang Weigao teach Yang Fan a lesson.

With a cold gaze, Yang Fan turned sideways, dodged Wang Weigao's kick, and then quickly slashed out a hand knife.

"Click"

"Whew... ”

The people in the private room only heard the sound of broken bones, and then Wang Weigao's screams.

Yang Fan shot too fast, so fast that everyone didn't have time to react.

By the time everyone came back to their senses, Wang Weigao was already rolling on the ground with his thighs in his arms and screaming.

The right leg has been fractured, and it makes the scalp tingle to look at.

Seeing this scene, Ye Feng was startled.

"Abolish him," Ye Feng shouted loudly.

After receiving his order, several bodyguards in the private room immediately pounced on Yang Fan.

"Trash" Yang Fan snorted coldly.

The momentum on his body was shocked, and his figure flickered, like a ghost, making people unable to see the trajectory.

Before the few people who rushed over to make a move, they felt a heavy kick in the abdomen, and the powerful force kicked the person away, and the body smashed against the wall, making a loud noise.

In less than three seconds of fighting, several bodyguards were put down and lay on the ground unable to get up.

Looking at everything that happened in front of him in horror, Ye Feng was already frightened, and his face turned pale.

Provoked a ruthless man!

Ye Feng already regretted it in his heart at this time, but regret was useless.

Beside him, after the middle-aged man was shocked, he hurriedly took out a pistol and wanted to shoot Yang Fan to death.

However, before he could pull the trigger, Yang Fan had already come to him, grabbed his arm with one hand, and squeezed it hard.

With a click, the arm was wrenched and the pistol fell.

Devil!

In Ye Feng's eyes, Yang Fan is a devil who is ruthless.

After eliminating everyone, Yang Fan set his eyes on Ye Feng, and a chill flashed in his eyes.

Facing Yang Fan's murderous eyes, Ye Feng's heart skipped a beat, and he was about to be frightened.

Leaning on the sofa, Ye Feng looked at Yang Fan in horror, and had forgotten to speak.

"Next, what do you say I should do with you?" Yang Fan flicked his fingers and said nonchalantly.

Ye Feng was so frightened that he was about to cry, his legs were weak, and his mouth was even more trembling.

"Don't kill me, don't kill me" Ye Feng hurriedly begged for mercy: "I can give you money, you can give me as much as you want, I beg you to let me go"

At this point, he could only beg for mercy.

The appearance of the eldest young master is gone, and his life is still important.

"Boy, this is the territory of the Knife Society, don't want to go out if you kill us" The middle-aged man held his severed hand and said to Yang Fan with a painful expression.

"No one in this world can threaten me, you are a little person who is not qualified for this" Yang Fan stared at the middle-aged man, and said jokingly: "I want to kill you, it's a matter of minutes, and you can go out safely and soundly."

As soon as the words fell, Yang Fan came to the middle-aged man like lightning, his right hand emitted a blood-colored light, and then slapped it on the middle-aged man's forehead.

The middle-aged man had no ability to resist at all, and his head was instantly hit, and then he found that a force was forcibly imprinted in his mind.

"What did you do to me?" said the middle-aged man with a horrified expression.

"It's nothing, I'm just branding the blood slave mark in your soul" Yang Fan said lightly: "Your life is in my hands, as long as I have a thought, you will die immediately." ”

Blood Slave Seal?

The middle-aged man's brows furrowed, and a wave of fear welled up in his heart.

Yang Fan sneered, and his mind moved.

"Ahhh With Yang Fan's mind manipulating, the middle-aged man let out a terrible scream, and the whole person rolled on the ground.

At this moment, he felt that his soul was being torn by a force, and his head was even more swollen and painful, as if it was about to explode.

Seeing this scene, Ye Feng's face turned pale.

"Stop, stop, I beg you" The middle-aged man couldn't bear the pain and hurriedly begged.

Yang Fan revoked his mind and made the middle-aged man's pain disappear.

"What's your name, and what is your identity in the Dao Club?" Yang Fan asked as he looked at the middle-aged man.

"My name is Gao Long, and I am the president of the Sword Society," Gao Long hurriedly replied.

"Oh, it turned out to be the president of the Sword Society, and it also saved me from looking for you" Yang Fan was a little surprised.

I wanted to go to the president of the Sword Society to solve the problem, but I didn't expect to meet him here.

"You will do things for me in the future, I can spare you from dying," Yang Fan said coldly.

"I understand," Gao Long hurriedly responded.

Looking at Ye Feng, Yang Fan showed a faint smile.

And his smile, in Ye Feng's opinion, is the devil's smile, which is chilling.

"Don't kill me" Ye Feng knelt on the ground, pleading.

Yang Fan didn't talk nonsense, he came directly to Ye Feng and slapped a palm on his forehead, and a bloody light disappeared into his mind.

After imprinting the blood slave seal in Ye Feng's mind, Yang Fan used the blood slave seal on Wang Weigao.

In an instant, the three of them were controlled by Yang Fan with the Blood Slave Seal.

"Remember, the lives of the three of you are in my hands, if you don't want to die, you have to listen to me, understand?" Looking around at the three of them, Yang Fan said coldly.

"Understood"

Ye Feng and the three of them hurriedly responded, not daring to have the slightest idea of resisting.

"If I need to find you in the future, I will naturally look for you" Leaving a sentence, Yang Fan walked out of the private room, and then left here.

In the private room, Ye Feng, Wang Weigao and Gao Long all sat on the side with dull expressions.

They feel very bad in their hearts, because their lives are being controlled.

In front of a bamboo hut, a white-haired old man sat on a chair with a fishing rod in his hand, fishing quietly.

"Gang leader, Lei Kun went to Yanhuang, there has been no news until now, he may be killed like Zhou Hu" A man in black walked up to the white-haired old man and said in a calm tone.

"It seems that the old man is going to Yanhuang in person" The white-haired old man's eyes were closed, and his expression was neither sad nor happy.

(End of chapter)