I saw Mr. Su's palm wind hit Ye Fan's fist, but it disappeared without a trace like a mud cow entering the sea, while Ye Fan had not moved at all, as if he was not hurt.
Old Su's pupils suddenly tightened into a needle-shaped shape, then his mouth widened, he looked at Ye Fan in shock, and said, "You, who are you?"
"Who am I? Haha! I am the one you can't afford to offend!" Ye Fan's lips curled up slightly, revealing a sarcastic sneer.
“Bold!”
Old Su shouted loudly, his eyes flashed with a strong murderous aura and anger!
The next second, he used all his strength again and slapped him with one palm!
Old Su slapped out his palm, as if he was overwhelmed by a surging palm wind, and a surging palm wind whistled!
Seeing this, Ye Fan narrowed his eyes, and then teased with interest: "Oh? Do you still use this move? Old man, can't you change a new move?"
Finished!
Ye Fan did not say a word and punched him again. He saw his fist force breaking through the air like a cannonball, facing Mr. Su's palm wind.
Bang!
Two completely different energy collided, and a violent burst sound followed!
However, when the two of them were about to hit the palms together, a strange sneer appeared on the corner of Old Su's mouth.
Forehead?
Ye Fan was stunned for a moment, and he suddenly felt something was wrong!
At this moment, Old Su suddenly raised his other hand, and his fingers turned into a silver needle like a magic trick.
As a result, before Ye Fan could react, he stabbed Ye Fan with a silver needle.
His speed was extremely fast, like thunder and lightning, and he could not dodge at all!
"hiss--"
Ye Fan's hand was stabbed by a silver needle, and he felt a little painful.
Just as Ye Fan was confused, a look of pride appeared on Old Su's face, and then he burst into laughter.
"Ha ha!"
"Ha ha!"
"Ha ha ha ha!"
......
Not only Mr. Su was laughing, but even Wang Guodong and the others were laughing, obviously mocking Ye Fan's stupidity.
Seeing them laughing so loudly, Ye Fan frowned slightly, and then asked with a vigilant look: "What are you laughing at?"
At this time, Mr. Su put away the silver needle and reminded Ye Fan coldly: "Boy! Look at the wound that was stabbed by the silver needle just now, you will know..."
"A wound that was stabbed by a silver needle?"
Ye Fan was stunned for a moment, then looked down and saw that the wound quickly turned black and there were bursts of numbness coming from the wound.
Is there poison in the silver needle?
Ye Fan frowned slightly, and a cold light flashed in his eyes.
At this time, Wang Guodong, who was standing beside him, looked like a villain and a gentleman in danger, said complacently: "Who is surnamed Ye, aren't you asking me who Mr. Su is? Haha! I'll tell you now! He is Hehe!
The famous...Politic King! Su Zhengyang!" This chapter has been completed!