With a crisp sound, Skov broke in half, and blood sputtered the entire chair.
The anger on his face had not yet dissipated, and the disdain in his eyes was still there, but it was more shock and disbelief.
He never expected that Ye Fan was so inhumane that he cut off the coach without saying a word.
You know, he is the head of the 100,000 army, a figure at the top of the pyramid of the Xiong Kingdom, and a popular figure valued by Xiong Master.
The battle of the Wolf Kingdom is the battle of gilding that the bear master gave him.
Skov was sent to any country outside the front line and was greeted with fear and fear.
He also believed that if he gave himself ten years, he would likely become the number one commander of the army.
Unfortunately, all the pride and all the capital were killed by Ye Fan.
Skov was angry and unwilling to accept it, but he still couldn't curb his death.
He quickly became cold and he was left with a look of grief and anger.
"Who will sit in this position and talk to me?"
Ye Fan ignored his life and death, kicked the chair away, and then pointed his finger at the center.
The hall was silent and no one responded.
Many people haven't fully reacted.
Everyone's face was filled with shock, fear and despair.
This little bastard cut off the coach?
Not to mention the fearful and trepidated secretaries and intelligence personnel, even those who have seen the world have dry mouth and sweaty palms at this time.
In less than fifteen minutes, Ye Fan rushed into the hall from the door, and at least twenty people died during this period.
The people here include the King of War, experts, and commanders. Each of them is the treasure of the Xiong Kingdom, but now Ye Fan has cut it off.
Even Skov, who is prominent, was broken into two parts. How could he not shock the remaining Xiong people?
Trusky's arrogant face was also moved.
He put the cigar in his mouth twice and misplaced it.
"Boom boom boom boom--"
At this moment, a series of explosions sounded outside, and there were dull but cold sniper sounds.
But no one rushed in to rescue the car.
There is no doubt that Ye Fan's accomplices suppressed the eight thousand bear soldiers.
He can block the torrent of steel composed of eight thousand people, and this accomplice is also an extremely powerful person.
But they didn't pay much attention, and the blonde and their eyes fell more on Ye Fan.
"What? Don't you understand Chinese?"
Ye Fan glanced at everyone present and smiled: "Do you want me to change to a group of people who can understand Chinese?"
"Ye Fan, don't be presumptuous!"
At this time, a white-haired old man walked up from behind and shouted at Ye Fan with his fist:
"Being this head coach not only has to face the alliance under the city, but also be stabbed by the Xiong people."
"No one will be this shameful war coach."
He gritted his teeth: "Don't just imagine it..."
"Swoosh--"
Ye Fan suddenly shook his right hand.
A sword light flashed by, and the speed was so fast that everyone didn't see clearly what was going on.
Then, Ye Fan took back his long knife and wiped it gently with a tissue.
The blade has blood.
Then, with a pounce, the white-haired old man fell straight to the ground without saying a word.
There was a fatal wound in the throat.
Die with your eyes open.
"Don't waste my time."
Ye Fan looked at the crowd again: "Change someone who is willing to be the head coach."
The audience was angry and murderous, staring at Ye Fan one by one, wishing they could shoot him to death.
But when everyone saw the dead Skov and the white-haired old man, the anger of the common hatred of the enemy cooled down again.
But no one came up to be the coach.
That is a lifetime of shame.
The blonde was also breathing rapidly, and his hands holding the short gun were loose and tight, tight and loose, which was very complicated.
"No one wants to talk, so I can only change one batch."
Ye Fan didn't care about everyone's emotions at all, but just glanced at the crowd indifferently.
A murderous intent bloomed sharply.
For Ye Fan, today he had started killing and didn't mind killing all these hostile people.
Everyone's eyelids twitched, and they all smelled Ye Fan's cruelty. No one was willing to talk, which meant that the audience would die.
"I'll do this coach!"
Just when Ye Fan was about to start a massacre, a rosacea man came up and stared at Ye Fan and spoke coldly:
"I am the camp's first war consultant."
"I'll be the head coach. I'll go to the imperial city and negotiate with Huang Wuji."
"It's just that I need to remind you that you have shamed Xiong Bing and the Xiong Kingdom."
"You also let me be criticized by all the people."
"One day, I will definitely seek justice from you."
He maintained his dignity with great momentum: "I, Printon, swore to the sky..."
"flutter--"
Before he could finish speaking, Ye Fan slashed him directly to the ground.
Then the tip of the knife fell on his throat.
"You don't have this opportunity."
Ye Fan directly made up for the killing and concluded the life of the rosacea man.
The rosacea man was very sad and angry, but he didn't even roar, and died with his eyes wide open.
Seeing this scene, the cool anger of the crowd began to slowly dissipate.
This Ye Fan is too cruel and cruel.
"Dang, dang, dang!"
The people in front who were close to Ye Fan could no longer hold on, and the weapons in their hands fell down one after another, and their bodies also knelt on the ground with a thud.
Although they are brave and good at fighting, they still have their own blood, but in the face of Ye Fan's cruel means, they still bowed their heads without control.
The backbone is completely meaningless in front of Ye Fan's cold gaze.
"Can you change to someone who is more sensible?"
Ye Fan held the knife and slowly shuttled through the crowd, and his murderous intent bloomed invisibly.
"thump!"
Seeing Ye Fan coming, more than a dozen bear officials also lost their dignity and their legs shivered and retreated.
Then, they knelt on the ground with a plop, their faces pale as white as white paper.
In an instant, few people stood in the entire hall.
"Click—"
When Ye Fan walked to the door and closed the door, a strong murderous intent completely enveloped the hall.
At this moment, the blonde girl who had been standing in the corner threw away the gun in her hand and gently pushed her gold-framed glasses.
Then, she bit her lip and walked to the center position, looking at Ye Fan calmly:
"I'll do this coach!"
His words were calm, but his expression was unrestrained.
Ye Fan turned around and smiled: "Identity?"
"The 9th Intelligence Department's forward leader, Katyusha!"
The blonde looked at Ye Fan with a sharp look: "I have another identity, that is, the ninth princess of the Bear Kingdom."
"I'm here to fight and it's like Skov."
"If you didn't come out to disrupt the situation this time, I won the battle of Wolf Country and went back, and I would be the head coach of the Ninth Intelligence Department."
"Even if I don't mention my identity as a princess, there are not many people who are now at a higher level than me in the camp."
"You have all cut off the head coach, first deputy coach, tactical expert, war consultant, three division commanders, and commando captains."
"I have the absolute qualifications and qualifications to be this coach."
Speaking of this, she glanced at everyone present: "Now I am the head coach, do you have any objections?"
A dozen people kneeling on the ground quickly responded: "No objection!"
"You can take me to the imperial city to meet Huang Wuji."
After receiving the response from these people, Katyusha turned her head and looked at Ye Fan:
"I can negotiate with him on behalf of Xiong Kingdom, and the content I negotiated will be recognized by the Bear Lord."
She spoke word by word: "Ye Fan, on behalf of Xiong Guo, I request the end of the battle!"
More than a dozen people also expressed their support: "Please end the battle!"
"Swoosh!"
"The negotiation is OK, but there is still one person short of the final battle."
Ye Fan pointed at Trusky on the video with a long sword: