Chapter Seventy-Four: Just a Trick? I believe you're a ghost!
"How could Cannon Three be defeated? Is this absolutely impossible? ”
Even if he saw Pao San fall out of the ring with his own eyes, Peng Zhe still refused to accept this reality.
If grandpa knew that he had lost this ring match, he would inevitably have to clean up.
"Is there anyone else in the Peng family who can fight?"
Ye Fan looked at Peng Zhe below, and his voice was like thunder.
Hearing this, Peng Zhe's face was extremely ugly.
"Boy, you wait for me, this is not over!"
As soon as these words came out, Zhu Xuan stopped doing it and directly shouted angrily.
"Peng Zhe, your Peng family can't afford to lose, is it possible that you still want to secretly do it again?"
It stands to reason that no matter what the outcome of the ring match, the two sides must not fight again.
But this Peng Zhe in front of him obviously wants to be a scoundrel, isn't it that he can't afford to lose?
"Who can't afford to lose?"
As soon as Peng Zhe wanted to refute, an unhappy voice sounded in everyone's ears.
Ye Fan looked up and saw an old man in a black Tang costume walking out.
The old man's face was ruddy, his temples were white, and his body was filled with a terrifying aura.
Seeing the comer, Zhu Xuan hurriedly bowed slightly, "Fifth Master Chen!" ”
Is he Chen Wuye?
Ye Fan raised his eyebrows, and kept looking at the big man on the road, Chen Wuye.
Seeing Chen Wuye, Peng Zhe's eyes shrank and lowered his head.
"Fifth Master Chen, the junior lost his words just now, please don't be surprised."
In Jinling, one acre and three points of land, no one has ever dared not to give Chen Wuye face.
Chen Wuye has strong connections in both black and white, and no one dares to offend easily.
"It's better to lose your words for a while."
Chen Wuye glanced at Peng Zhe and said coldly: "If you let me know that you are making small moves in the back, you should know what the consequences will be." ”
Hearing this, Peng Zhe trembled, "The juniors don't dare." ”
In front of him, even his grandfather was a little jealous, he didn't dare to make the slightest mistake.
"That's good."
Seeing that Peng Zhe was still well-behaved, Chen Wuye didn't feel embarrassed anymore, "Your Peng family, but there are still people to fight?" ”
Peng Zhe shook his head, "No, our Peng family lost this ring match." ”
Originally, I thought that there were three guns, and the land in the city center must belong to the Peng family.
Unexpectedly, he made a halfway trip to bite the gold, and even the third cannon was not his opponent.
"Okay, then the land in the city center will belong to the Zhu family, and the Peng family can't make trouble in the future."
Chen Wuye made the final decision and announced the final result of the ring match.
Hearing this, Zhu Xuan's face was full of joy, and he immediately took out a golden bank card and handed it to Chen Wuye with both hands.
"Fifth Master Chen, this is a little bit of the younger generation's heart, please accept it."
Chen Wuye waved his hand, "In this ring competition, I have already collected the commission fee, and this will be exempted." ”
After saying this, he turned around and left directly, without the slightest drag.
Seeing Chen Wuye leaving, Peng Zhe glared at Ye Fan and Zhu Xuan, and then left angrily.
"Ye Shao, you are so powerful, even a ground-level powerhouse is not your opponent."
Zhu Xuan stepped forward and hugged Ye Fan's shoulders, his face full of joy.
Ye Fan waved his hand and said indifferently: "It's just a fluke." ”
"Ye Shao is really too modest, I can see it in my eyes, you are much stronger than the third cannon."
Zhu Xuan's face was flattering, and the sycophants were shocking.
Ye Fan helped him a lot this time, and after taking the land, he would inevitably be valued by the family.
"Don't blow it, I'm just playing tricks."
Seeing that the more Zhu Xuan said, the more outrageous it became, Ye Fan smiled and said: "If the third cannon is not a light enemy, let me make three moves, I can't win at all." ”
To be a low-key person, just to defeat a prefecture-level powerhouse, there is really nothing to do.
Hearing this, Zhu Xuan was slightly stunned.
"Anyway, Ye Shao is the most powerful in my eyes, tonight I will be the east, let's go to Juxian Loulou to celebrate."
Seeing that Zhu Xuan was so excited, Ye Fan did not refuse.
Out of the unfinished building, a few people were just about to get in the car and leave, but a black shadow stopped in front of everyone.
The visitor was a thin old man in a black robe with a gloomy complexion.
Early stage of the prefecture level?
Feeling the breath of the thin old man, Hu Wei hurriedly reached out to protect Zhu Xuan behind him.
Zhu Xuan's face was ugly, "Did Peng Zhe send you?" He really can't afford to lose, huh? ”
Out of Peng's house, he couldn't think of a second person.
Who knows, the thin old man didn't even look at Zhu Xuan, but stared at Ye Fan.
"Is that my junior brother you wounded?"
Looking for me?
Ye Fan was a little puzzled and said, "Who is your junior brother?" ”
"Zhou Ming, you just hurt him yesterday, did you forget it today?"
Cheng He's eyes narrowed slightly, and the strength of the early stage of the ground level on his body was undoubtedly exposed.
In the next second, everyone, including Hu Wei, breathed sluggishly, feeling as if they were being targeted by death.
Monday Ming?
Ye Fan raised his eyebrows and sneered, "Are you avenging Zhou Ming?" ”
"I'm still a little self-aware, do you want to do it yourself, or do you want me to do it myself?"
Cheng He looked at Ye Fan, his face was condescending, and he didn't take Ye Fan in his eyes at all.
"Tied up?"
Ye Fan looked at Cheng He and played with taste: "It seems that you want to capture me alive?" ”
There is no need to guess, it must be Jiang Wei's guy who wants to torture himself with his own hands.
"That's a lot of nonsense!"
Cheng He ran out of patience, raised his right paw and grabbed it at Ye Fan's throat.
Seeing Cheng He make a move, Ye Fan snorted coldly, and his right hand slammed towards his chest.
"I can't help myself!"
Seeing that Ye Fan still dared to resist, Cheng He's heart was full of sneers, and he couldn't help but speed up his hand.
But in the next second, his complexion changed drastically, and he looked down at his chest, only to see that Ye Fan's right palm had been imprinted on his chest for some time.
"You ......"
As soon as he spoke, a surging force exploded in his chest, and then his whole person flew upside down like a kite with a broken string, falling more than ten meters away.
Seeing this scene, Zhu Xuan, Hu Wei and others were directly shocked.
Is this still a prefecture-level early powerhouse? Why didn't Ye Fan have any power to resist at all?
In the distance, Cheng He looked at the sunken chest, and a storm set off in his heart.
He never imagined that he would lose at the hands of a young man in his early twenties.
What's even more terrifying is that he didn't even see how Ye Fan made a move.
Ye Fan clapped his hands and walked straight towards Cheng He step by step.
Seeing Ye Fan approaching step by step, Cheng He slapped his right hand on the ground, and the whole person turned over and stood up, raising his fist and smashing at Ye Fan again.
This time, his speed and strength were significantly increased several times.
Seeing this, Ye Fan snorted lightly, and also raised his fist and smashed it towards Cheng He.
Bang! Cheng He screamed, was smashed out again, and spurted out several mouthfuls of blood one after another before he landed.
Just a trick? I believe you're a ghost!
Seeing Ye Fan smash Cheng He into the air again, Zhu Xuan remembered what Ye Fan said before.
Hu Wei and the others behind him were completely numb, looking at Ye Fan like monsters.
Ye Fan is so young, he has such terrifying strength, he is really more popular than people.