Although he was weak, Ye Fan still didn't want to be slaughtered, at least he would have to recruit thousands of people to be buried with him.
After he whispered to Tang Shi'er for a while, Tang Shi'er gave him a thumbs up and then turned around to take someone to make arrangements.
Taking advantage of the lack of the time when the blood doctors surrounded the Blood Dragon Garden, Ye Fan also went to see the injured Song Hongyan.
The Nervous of Death was not fatal, but it also caused considerable harm to Song Hongyan.
Fortunately, there are all kinds of medicines in Blood Dragon Garden. Ye Fan found some medicines and silver needles to treat them. Song Hongyan's face quickly recovered and she lay in a lounge to rest.
The zombie mother-in-law takes care of her and the little girl.
After Ye Fan reminded his mother-in-law to return to the city wall.
At this moment, Masako Keiguchi, who had been deployed, stepped forward and shouted at Ye Fan:
"Ye Fan, I know it's you!"
"You killed my son and washed the Blood Dragon Garden with blood. Don't say that you just wear a mask, even if you turn into ashes, I can recognize you."
"I tell you, you have been surrounded by me. Not only are you surrounded on the mountain, but you are also from the Blood Medical School on the side and at the foot of the mountain."
"I know you are very powerful and are still slaughtering in Sensoji Temple, but I still don't believe that you can kill you out of my 30,000 children and guns!"
Keigu Masako put on a bulletproof vest and stared at Ye Fan with a fierce look:
"Your best choice now is to put down your weapons and surrender, and then behave yourself in your identity and your guilt."
"Only in this way can you have a way of survival, and you and Song Hongyan don't have to be desperate couples."
"Otherwise, you will be shot to death one by one, and I will chop it up and feed it to the dog. I will even pass the video of your tragic death to Ye Tang to enjoy."
"You killed Takeda Hideyoshi and asked me to send me a white man to black man. I should let your parents feel the pain of losing their son in middle age."
"Sacrifice your weapons and surrender, recognize your identity, and spare you all the time."
She had already received the news that before Ye Fan came to Yangguo, he had made excuses to make a big fuss with the official.
Then he resigned his official identities such as the First Envoy of the Martial Alliance, the Guoshi, and the Master of the Chinese Medicine Sect.
Jinggong Masako not only hopes to take Ye Fan and cut him into pieces to avenge his son, but also hopes that even Shenzhou will be punished.
Otherwise, it would not be enough to vent her anger.
"I'll give you three minutes, and if I don't surrender, I'll order a full-scale attack."
"You should know that I don't even need to charge the blood doctor's children. Just let the helicopter shoot you, and you can beat you up."
"Although the helicopter cannot rush in due to the air defense system, you have no problem with long-distance strafing."
"You don't have the confidence to fight me at all, no, you don't even have the chance to fight to the death!"
Keiguchi Masako's voice resounded throughout the audience, with an indescribable domineering aura.
This confidence made the children of the Blood Doctor scream and their morale greatly boosted, which wiped out Takeda Hideyoshi and Tianshe's frustration of death.
"Good evening, good evening, I'm happy to see you, the prince."
Ye Fan laughed loudly when he heard this, then stood at the front of the city wall and stared at Jinggong Masako:
"It's a pity that I'm not Ye Fan, and I don't know Ye Fan. I'm just a robbery person and accidentally robbed him to the Blood Dragon Garden."
"And then it was lucky enough to succeed."
"So if you want to take revenge, let's come over. There is no need to frame me as Ye Fan."
"You hate Ye Fan so much. Did he kill your father or your son?"
Ye Fan said with a stimulating sentence without any politeness, and at the same time swept over the dozen foreign reporters behind the crowd, and a joke appeared on the corner of his mouth.
If you want to mess with him, use the question to describe him. How could Ye Fan give the Blood Medical School a chance?
When he heard that he had killed his son, Masako Keigu felt a grudge, and snatched a shot at the city wall, making the blue bricks sound.
Keigong Masako raised her gun and shouted at Ye Fan:
"Ye Fan, are you looking for death?"
"No matter how powerful you are, can you block my bullets? Can you block one, ten, one hundred, one thousand?"
"One minute is left, if I don't surrender, I will kill you all!"
She didn't know where Ye Fan's confidence came from.
Countless Blood Medical Sects took a step forward, pointing at Ye Fan with swords and guns.
The helicopter also turned the heavy gun and locked Ye Fan, ready to shoot and kill him at any time.
"Of course I can't stop you from having so many people and so many guns."
"But I don't think you dare to fire."
Ye Fan laughed loudly: "Otherwise, you will become a sinner for eternity."
Masako Keiguchi's voice sank: "What does it mean?"
Ye Fan didn't say anything, just waved his hand.
Soon, more than a hundred elite troops from five major players rushed to the city wall, each carrying a big bag.
At Ye Fan's instructions, they poured the things in the bags on the city wall.
Gold bricks, blood diamonds, night pearls, porcelain, calligraphy and paintings, ancient books, martial arts, war knives, prescriptions, bottles and jars...
Piles of priceless things spread out on the city walls, stimulating the eyes of countless blood doctors.
Jinggong Masako's face couldn't help but roared: "Ye Fan, what are you going to do?"
"This Toyama Night Pearl has three hundred years of history and is worth 100 million?"
"This Kiku-shin-word war knife seems to have been used by Okita Mainji, and is worth 300 million yuan."
"This Dunhuang suicide note... Damn it, it was robbed by the Blood Doctor from Shenzhou back then..."
Ye Fan grabbed a bunch of things casually, told the Blood Medical Sect about his origin, and then took a red porcelain in his hand.
"Is this one of the Sanyang porcelains?"
"Chenyang, Wuyang, and Sunset, each of them is worth hundreds of millions of yuan. Most importantly, it represents the highest craftsmanship of Yangguo porcelain."
"I remember it seems to be known as the Tang Sancai of Yangguo, and it was the last three porcelains of that period."
"This is Chenyang, the workmanship is really good. Look at how bright and dazzling the sun is."
Ye Fan also found the other two porcelains:
"Blood Dragon Garden, Yangguo version of the Old Summer Palace, is well-known and has collected all good things."
"It was rumored that most of the priceless things in Yang Kingdom gathered here, and any broken book or chamber pot was a heavy history."
"I didn't believe it before, but now I believe it."
"You said, if you open fire and break them up, how can you explain to the official Yang Kingdom and to the 200 million people?"
"Do you have history in your heart? Do you have a respect for your ancestors? Do you have a sense of awe for your descendants?"
"You are disrespectful to your ancestors and irresponsible to your descendants if you destroy these antiques."
Ye Fanyi's voice became passionate,
"Ye Fan, are you shameless enough to threaten us with these things?"
Keigu Masako looked ugly, then she shouted: "It's a pity that we won't care about these..."
"Ba"
Before he finished speaking, Ye Fan knocked Chenyang porcelain against the city wall.
With a sound, Chenyang porcelain shattered and fell off the city wall, which also stimulated the hearts of the children of the Blood Doctor.
Ye Fan threw away the fragments, picked up Wuyang porcelain and smiled: "It's good if you don't care, otherwise I'll worry that you will feel sorry for you."
Jinggong Masako was furious: "Ye Fan, we will not be threatened by you..."
"Ba"
Ye Fan also smashed Wuyang porcelain with a loud bang.
“Just not threatened.”
Ye Fan picked up the sunset porcelain: "This is the last one, it is broken, and there is no more craft history in Yangguo..."
Masako Keiguchi's face turned pale: "Bastard, you must die a good death..."
"Swoosh!"
Ye Fan raised his hand and the sunset porcelain hit Masako Keiguchi's feet.
Porcelain crashed into the blue bricks like a meteor.
"Swoosh--"
Masako Keiguchi flashed like a raccoon cat, and caught the priceless porcelain with both hands.