At two o'clock in the afternoon, Jin Wen, who woke up, looked at his right hand that had lost one finger, and kicked over the table, chair and coffee table in front of him in anger.
He has never been as embarrassed as he is today, nor has he suffered such a damage as a broken finger.
Jin Wendu's eyes turned red:
He roared Ye Fan's name like an angry lion, as if he had to remove him from the ground before he could vent his hatred.
Several of the confidants were silent, afraid to advise or speak too much.
Chen Ximo, who walked to the door with a bowl of porridge, was angry when he heard the bronze inscription and hurriedly turned around and left.
Everyone knows that Jin Wen is in a rage and will become his target of ejaculation if he is not careful.
"You are all waste, too."
"Not only can't stop Ye Fan from acting wildly, I was hurt by him and broke my fingers, and you can't keep them."
"They always raise troops for a thousand days, but you can't use them at all."
Jin Wen scolded his confidants and backbones present:
"You are so embarrassed to say that you can't protect your guests. Even I can't protect them, so why should you protect them?"
He really regretted that he would not be able to make a strong man. If his right hand was not painful, he would also want to slap everyone a few times in the face.
"Just calm down!"
Finally, the black Rakshasa, who was sitting in a wheelchair, was hesitant and finally looked at the bronze inscription and whispered:
"It's not that we don't want to keep Ye Fan, but that the other party is prepared and we are caught off guard. We take a lot of risk by forcing ourselves to stay."
"In addition to more than twenty followers, he also had forty-nine ships and thousands of outlaws."
"If we really want to break up and use our trump card, we will only lose both sides."
"It doesn't matter if we die, but we are worried that Mr. Jin will suffer with it. After all, your safety is our first element."
Hei Luosha, who had cleaned his injuries, analyzed the pros and cons: "Ye Fan's 100 lives is not as precious as Mr. Jin."
"And we have found out his identity. He can run away from the monk but can't run away from the temple. Sooner or later, he will pay the price."
Hei Rakshasa's eyes were bright: "Just Mr. Jin needs to give us some time, we will definitely seek justice for you!"
Several of the confidants nodded and agreed
Jin Wen roared: "Where is he from?"
Hei Luosha responded with coughing: "His name is Ye Fan, a Chinese medicine doctor, who once served as a son-in-law of the Tang clan..."
"You mean, I was bullied by a trash?"
Before Hei Luosha could finish speaking, the bronze inscriptions were rudely interrupted:
"He can move out Yuan Huihuang and Zheng Junqing, and block Nanjiang and scare away 6 Qings. Is this something a son-in-law or a Chinese medicine doctor can do?"
The bronze inscriptions in the past were gentle and elegant, and their every move was full of family style. They were even more gentle to the Black Rakshasa, but now they are completely distorted.
In addition to his unprecedented setbacks and injuries, the Black Rakshasa has been abolished and is no longer worthy of bronze inscriptions to give face.
"He has good medical skills and has cured many powerful people. With the Tang Sect platform, he has accumulated strong connections for him."
Hei Luosha endured the pain of broken tendons and veins in his hands and feet, and reported every word:
"And he also joined the Wu League and got a position by praising him, so he was still very scary when he ignored it."
It’s not that she didn’t know Ye Fan’s background, but that she was ambiguous, but that she knew that Jinwen was so powerful that she would never like to hear Ye Fan being so powerful.
For Jin Wendu, he wanted to hear Ye Fan's rampant today, but his anger and luck were overwhelming.
Therefore, the Hei Luosha deliberately hides Ye Fan's power, highlighting that Ye Fan's blind cat meets a dead mouse.
Of course, she also had a selfish intention, which was to make Jinwen think that Ye Fan was just like this, so that Jinwen would take revenge unscrupulously.
In this way, her hatred and shame can be repaid.
"Also, he fought to the end today, just to expose Miss Chen's resentment from engagement."
"I have investigated that he once pursued Miss Chen, but he was rejected by Miss Chen."
"So he was very angry when he saw you marrying Miss Chen and he would lose face no matter what."
"Mr. Jin should know how terrible it is to be a snatched goddess's jealousy..."
"It's right that you didn't fight him to the death!"
Hei Luosha added: "After all, you were born with a golden key in your mouth, so there is no need to argue with Ye Fan who is barefoot..."
Hearing the words of Hei Luosha, Jin Wendu's expression was a little relieved. It turned out that he was embarrassed today, but he was just a madman who ignored him.
Yes, I am the eldest young master of Jin. I personally ended up fighting with the jealous man. It was too unconventional and too untasty.
Fortunately, I was able to stop at the right time, otherwise I might not have thrown away a finger, but was held by Ye Fan and died together.
After figuring this out, Jin Wen even reduced his anger by half, but he still stood in front of the floor-to-ceiling window and shouted:
"I don't care whether he is jealous or not. In short, if I lose my face, I will want him to die."
Jin Wen's face was as deep as water: "Ye Fan must die, otherwise how could I meet my elder brothers and sisters?"
"Don't worry, Mr. Jin, I already know my master."
Black Rakshasa's eyes were burning: "He knew I was deposed, and he was very angry and ordered my senior brother to take Ye Fan's life."
"Your senior brother?"
The bronze inscriptions all had their eyes lit up: "Serraine?"
He heard Hei Luosha mention that there were many disciples and disciples of her master, but not many could be put on the table, and the eldest brother was one of them.
I heard that the eldest brother is extremely terrifying. He is not only perfect, but also extremely fast. When you see him touching the gun, you will hear the gunshot in your ears.
Then there was either the head or the heart was shot.
Anyway, Seraph is very scary.
"Yes, he just returned to Xiangguo on his mission."
The Black Rakshasa showed a hint of resentment: "I have passed on Ye Fan's photos and information to him, and I believe he will kill Ye Fan soon."
She was also full of resentment towards Ye Fan. The punch she hit not only ruined her entire skill, but also made her unable to do heavy work.
So she also hopes that Ye Fan will die.
“Very good, very good!”
Jin Wen was obviously very familiar with Seraphites. When he heard that he was dealing with Ye Fan, he felt completely relieved, as if Ye Fan would definitely die.
"Let him kill Ye Fanqian torture him a few more times, and make him feel the pain in the world."
"By the way, if something happened like this today, the next visit will be cancelled."
"The cruise ship will dock later. After negotiations, they will go back to their own houses. You can fly with me to the port city."
"I will arrange the best doctor to treat you to see if there is any possibility of recovery."
"It doesn't matter if you can't recover. I will give you 100 million to spend the rest of your life."
He suddenly became kind again: "Anyway, I won't let the heroes bleed and cry."
Hei Luosha was slightly moved: "Thank you, Mr. Jin."
At this moment, the door was gently knocked open, and the young man with a bruised nose and swollen face walked in, holding a cell phone in his hand: