Chapter Nine hundred and fiftieth four first cut for respect
"Your master?"
Seeing Miao Fenglang killing all directions and stepping on Miao Zhanhu with one foot, Miao Jinge was furious.
He wanted to cut Miao Fenglang into pieces, but he had no choice but to deal with him for a moment.
Bloodline suppression, invulnerable swords and guns, and infinite power. The Octagon Tower can easily crush masters without any effect on Miao Fenglang.
This state and ability are probably only available to the Eighth Patriarch of the Miao family in the back mountain.
But they are all old monsters over 100 years old. Why is Miao Fenglang's age comparable to Miao Fenglang?
So when Miao Fenglang and his master, Miao Jinge couldn't help but ask, "Who is your master?"
"I!"
At this moment, another silence was heard in the night sky, and the loud sound made the Miao men and women tremble.
"Bang!"
Almost at the same time, the door was knocked open again, and nearly a hundred men in black wrapped in tightly packed in.
One hand is a sharp sword, the other hand is a crossbow arrow.
Under Dugu Shang's leadership, they dispersed like phantoms, and quickly blocked the Miao elites.
Then, Yuan Qingyi also flocked in with hundreds of people in gray.
Ye Fanze walked behind with a look of slaughter.
Out of instinct, Yuan Qingyi moved forward closely with Ye Fan.
"Ye Fan?"
"Ye Fan! Yuan Qingyi!"
Seeing this, Miao Jinge roared angrily, "Dare you dare to come here to act wild?"
"I don't want to come, but President Miao insists on asking me to come, so I'll come and go."
Ye Fan picked up a blood-stained axe from the ground and said, "Cleaning the portal by the way."
"Ye Fan, are you looking for death?"
Miao Jinge was furious and was about to order a siege, but suddenly he remembered that he still had hostages in his hands.
"You are not afraid of death, are you not afraid of your father's death?"
He made a gesture, and several Miao men and women immediately pulled Ye Wujiu out, and then put an axe around his neck.
"father--"
Ye Fan couldn't help but shout, "Are you okay?"
"Ye Fan, are you here?"
Ye Wujiu looked at Ye Fan and responded weakly, "I'm fine. President Miao is not bad to me. He treats me to peanuts and drinks with me."
"Shut up!"
Miao Jinge took out a sharp sword and put it on Ye Wujiu's neck and roared.
"Ye Fan, I didn't expect you to be really filial. For your useless father, I came to Miaocheng thousands of miles away."
"I'm very welcome when you come to die, but I didn't expect that you would kill so many of my children without even speaking."
"Tonight, you have to calculate one and all have to pay the price."
"I order you now to let your people put down their weapons and surrender immediately, and you must also cut off your own actions."
"Otherwise I will cut off your father and make you unable to become a filial son."
Miao Jinge shouted murderously, "Kneel down for me."
Countless elite Miao clans also shouted, shouting that Ye Fan would kneel down and surrender.
Ye Fan ignored Miao Jinge and just stared at Ye Wujiu. Seeing that he was not injured and was not infected, he felt much more relaxed.
"Miao Jinge, you are becoming more and more shameless as you get older."
Yuan Qingyi stood forward and sneered
"Not to mention that you are the one who violated the rules of the Martial Alliance, even if you hijack Uncle Ye, you will also lose all the face of the Miao clan."
"The president of the Miaocheng Martial Alliance and the leader of the Miao family have actually done despicable measures."
She bewitched the hearts of the people present, "You are not worthy of being the king of Miaocheng."
"Yuan Qingyi, I haven't seen each other for a few days, with sharp teeth and sharp mouths, one by one."
"Why, with Ye Fan as your backer, you dare to challenge me?"
Miao Jinge kept muttering, "I really regret leaving you to my son."
"If I had known you would be cheaper than this guy Ye Fan, I would have taken you first."
Looking at Yuan Qingyi's convex figure and the tenacity shown by practicing martial arts, Miao Jinge couldn't help but feel a surge of evil fire.
Yuan Qingyi's eyes turned cold and said, "The dog's mouth cannot spit out ivory."
"Stop talking nonsense. Although you are very capable and there are still living dead people to suppress poisons, this is my territory."
Miao Jinge laughed loudly, "Octagonal Tower, I have two thousand children in my hand, Miaocheng, and there are thousands of people who vassal me."
"You will die when you come."
"And Ye Wujiu is in my hands. If you don't kneel down and surrender, I will chop him up."
He slashed the sword against Ye Wujiu's chest, and his clothes cracked, showing the sharpness of the sword tip.
"Miao Jinge, are you so confused?"
Yuan Qingyi also sneered, "You have a hostage, and I have a hostage."
She made a gesture, and several of her confidants immediately dragged two people out from behind.
One is Miao Jingyun, whose limbs are gone, and the other is Miao Zhuifeng, who has a bruised nose and a swollen face.
Miao Jingyun was white and clean, and her clothes were still gorgeous, but her eyes were already dead, and he was already desperate about life.
Although Miao Zhuifeng has many scars and his limbs are broken, he is like a vicious dog and never forgets to struggle.
"Dad, don't worry about me, kill them, kill them haha."
"After killing them, catch Tang Ruoxue and force her over, and throw her into the back mountain, so that the ancestor can become a puppet and die slowly."
Miao Zhuifeng laughed wildly, as hysterical as a madman.
"Bang--"
Yuan Qingyi stepped on his mouth, causing five or six teeth to fall, stopping his crazy crazy life.
Then, she looked at Miao Jinge and said, "Let Uncle Ye be released, otherwise your two sons would be buried with you."
"Hahaha, interesting, interesting, threaten me like this."
Miao Jinge showed a grim smile and looked at Yuan Qingyi without caring.
"Yes, they are my sons, and I hope to save them, but seeing how they are so useless, I suddenly lost interest."
"I saved them and raised two wastes when I raised them. It was useless to me and it also caused trouble."
"So I don't care about their life or death."
"And I, Miao Jinge, had three wives and four concubines, and had many sons and daughters. I will just re-train. If I don't, I will just change women to give birth to them."
"If President Yuan likes it, he can also leave a seed for me, Miao Jinge."
He was not afraid of Yuan Qingyi's threat at all. In addition to this being his territory, he was also really disappointed with the Miao Jingyun brothers.
For him, raising people is like raising Gu, and the winner survives.
"I know that President Miao has many children, and I have invited them all."
At this time, Ye Fan, who had been silent, smiled faintly and then made a gesture.
"What?"
A bus came from the way, and the door opened and dozens of people were taken out of the car.
Miao Jinge's body shook, opened his eyes wide, staring at the group of black shadows, his eyes full of incredible expressions.
"How is this possible?"
These dozens of men and women are Miao Jinge's three wives and four concubines, as well as the children they gave birth to.
The second wife, the third wife, the fourth wife, the third son of twenty-one, the fourth daughter of eighteen, and the nominal father-in-law and mother-in-law.
All thirty-two people were on the list.
Their neck was held by a machete, and the knife light was flashing, and they were cold and bloodthirsty.
Miao Jingyun and Miao Zhuifeng were born to the dead eldest wife and were also Miao Jinge's two most valued sons, but it does not mean that he has no women outside.
On the contrary, Miao Jinge has seven women and fifteen children.
Just to avoid conflicts in daily life and to facilitate their children to develop better and more comprehensively, Miao Jinge did not let them live in the Octagonal Building.
Instead, they arranged several teams of bodyguards in Miaocheng, Zhonghai, Longdu, Gangcheng and other places.
I thought this would provide them with the best protection and best exhibition, and would better pass on the incense for themselves in the future.
But never expected that all three wives and four concubines, including their children, were arrested by Ye Fan.
This method, this mastery of intelligence, made Miao Jinge angry and also became afraid.
He shouted, "Ye Fan, what a good method."
"Bastard, do you want to die if you dare to kidnap me?"
Miao Jinge's third son immediately shouted with confidence when he saw his father.
"Do you know who my dad is? You have to pretend to be grandson when you see him. You stupid guys can walk out of the Octagon Tower today and there will be a ghost."
He rebelliously provoked Ye Fan, "I fucking swear, I Miao Sanjin will kill you."
"I always thought that one person does things and one person does it."
Ye Fan ignored the aggressive Miao Sanjin and looked at Miao Jinge with his hands on his back.
"But you are constantly provoking my bottom line and reversing the idea that the family is not as good as that of the family..."
"So I learned it from President Miao."
"Your three wives and four concubines, fifteen children, four fathers and six mothers, I'll invite them all over."
"If you don't say nonsense, just cut one first."
Ye Fan waved his finger, Yuan Qingyi took a step back, raised his hand and cut off Miao Sanjin's head directly...