This time, Zhang Fan did not talk to the short-haired woman, but turned into a stream of light, jumped directly in the direction of the short-haired woman, and punched the short-haired woman hard on the shoulder.
Seeing this situation, the short-haired woman's pupils shrank slightly, and then she quickly used her hands to resist.
I saw punches and palms colliding hard together, and a thunderous explosion erupted at the point of impact. The aftermath of the explosion spread in all directions, smashing the surrounding wardrobes and coffee tables to pieces.
Come.
Under the tremendous force exerted by Zhang Fan, the body of the short-haired woman was thrown heavily and hit the wall behind him hard.
"snort!"
Along with the muffled groan coming from the short-haired woman's throat, a mouthful of blood gushes out from her throat. Judging from her appearance, she wants to swallow the blood into her stomach, but the tendency of the blood to spurt out is too great.
Fiercely, her idea failed, and a wisp of blood spurted out from the corner of her mouth.
When Zhang Fan saw the wisp of blood at the corner of the short-haired woman's mouth, Zhang Fan's eyes flashed with surprise, because the wisp of blood at the corner of the short-haired woman's mouth was blue, which meant that the short-haired woman was from the Hanyuan clan.
people.
At this moment, the man who was about 5 meters away from the door stole a glance at Zhang Fan, turned around quietly, and ran out the door.
But Zhang Fan couldn't give him this chance. Zhang Fan kicked the ground hard with both feet. He reached the side of the separated man almost instantly. He grabbed the separated man's clothes and pulled hard. The separated man
It also hit the wall hard. His defense ability was much worse than that of a woman with short hair.
When he fell, in addition to the sound of broken bones coming from behind, he also spit out two mouthfuls of blood, and then he lay on the ground, unable to move anymore.
Seeing this situation, the short-haired woman wanted to leave from the window like the three people before her, but she was injured now, and she was no match for Zhang Fan, so Zhang Fan was much faster than her.
When she was still half a meter away from the window, Zhang Fan blocked her way again and launched another attack on the short-haired woman. Under this attack, the short-haired woman took a few steps back again. This time she did not restrain herself.
, spurting out a large mouthful of blue blood. At this time, the short-haired woman's breath was already extremely weak.
At this moment, rapid footsteps were heard outside the corridor. A few breaths later, Jin Shun was seen entering the room with a large group of people. Among them were the three people who had just jumped out of the window.
They were all tied tightly with ropes.
"Princess, Mr. Zhang, we have captured them." Jin Shun came to Xing Wanqing and Zhang Fan and said.
Zhang Fan nodded, pointed at the injured short-haired woman and the separated man and said, "Tie them up too."
"Okay!" Jin Shun responded happily, and then winked at the people behind him, two people walked out of the crowd, and tied up the short-haired woman and the separated man with a rope.
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The five tied people were pushed to the corner. Zhang Fan, Xing Wanqing, and Jin Shun stood opposite the five people.
, look at them.
"I really didn't expect that this woman is not from our blood clan, but actually from the Hanyuan clan." Jin Shun looked at the short-haired woman and muttered, then looked at the short-haired woman and asked sternly: "Why did you come here to capture our princess?"
What is it? Did your people send you here?"
The short-haired woman glanced at Jin Shun coldly, raised her head arrogantly, and did not answer Jin Shun's words.
"It shouldn't be that his clan sent him here." Zhang Fan continued, "Your clan is generally not strong, and the Hanyuan clan is not a simple race. There are many powerful people in their clan. If their clan
If you want to get the princess, you can definitely send someone stronger than me."
"That's right..." After hearing Zhang Fan's words, Jin Shun nodded in agreement.
"I feel that the woman with short hair came to capture the princess for her own purpose." Zhang Fan continued.
"Yeah..." Jin Shun responded.
"Tell me about it." Zhang Fan looked at the short-haired woman and said calmly. In fact, Zhang Fan was quite curious about the short-haired woman coming to arrest Xing Wanqing. Both the short-haired woman and Xing Wanqing had blood that was different from ordinary people.
If two different kinds of blood collide, will there be some kind of sparks?
"I won't tell you what my purpose is. Our Hanyuan clan is a noble race. We also have noble qualities. We would rather die than surrender!" the short-haired woman said loudly, looking arrogant.
Zhang Fan was very disgusted with the Hanyuan people who claimed to have a noble race.
"If you tell us your purpose, we might let you go." At this moment, Jin Shun took over and said.
Upon hearing Jin Shun's words, the short-haired woman's body trembled slightly, and then she quickly turned her gaze to Jin Shun and asked tentatively: "You...are you telling the truth?"
Jin Shun just looked at the short-haired woman calmly and did not answer the short-haired woman's words.
The short-haired woman licked her lips, swallowed, and said to Jin Shun seriously: "If you really let me go, I will tell you my purpose of catching the princess."
Hearing what the short-haired woman said, Zhang Fan smiled lightly and said, "Don't you say that your noble race also has noble qualities and would rather die than surrender? Why are you backing down now?"
As soon as Zhang Fan said these words, the short-haired woman felt a little embarrassed on her face. The corner of her mouth trembled slightly, and she took the initiative to change the subject and said: "I'm just asking you, if I tell you my purpose, can you let me go?"
"I won't let you go." Zhang Fan responded calmly.
"Then he just said that if I tell you my purpose, you might let me go?" The short-haired woman was a little angry and looked at Zhang Fan and asked.
"What he said was possible, and he didn't mean it to death. Moreover, I caught you, and I have the final say in your affairs!" Zhang Fan said.
Zhang Fan has never thought of letting go of a woman with short hair. The Yintang position of this woman with short hair contains a lot of blood evil energy. This is the appearance of carrying several lives on her body. How can Zhang Fan deal with such evil people?
Maybe let it go?
"You liars, how can you be so shameless?" The short-haired woman looked at Zhang Fan and asked angrily.
"If we are really shameless, we will tell you after you tell us your purpose, and we will not let you go!" Zhang Fan said solemnly.
As soon as Zhang Fan said these words, the short-haired woman was speechless.