"Stubborn." Ye Fan's eyes exuded a faint evil spirit, and he said in a deep voice: "You have missed your last chance!"
"Pretend to be you, come on!" The big man shouted loudly, swinging the sharp knife, and attacked Ye Fan.
The pace of the others was tight and the attack formation was orderly.
Even a five-fold extreme warrior who has not developed martial strength will be forced to scramble.
After all, these nine people are not ordinary warriors, and their methods are ruthless and dark.
Unfortunately, they got one thing wrong from beginning to end. Ye Fan is not an ordinary master!
Not to mention these nine Qi Jin warriors, even nine warriors with five times the limit would not be able to leave safely in front of him.
The big man suddenly rushed to Ye Fan, raised a sharp knife and smashed it into his face.
Others followed closely behind, with sharp knives coming from all directions.
"Boy, are you scared out of your wits?" Seeing that Ye Fan was unmoved, the big man burst into laughter, "Take a stab at me..."
"Bang!"
Before the big man could finish speaking, he saw a black shadow flash before his eyes, and his body suddenly flew out.
His mind went blank, "How...how could this happen? Mader, when did this kid take action..."
Before he could finish his thoughts, he hit a car so hard that the door was dented and glass shards were scattered all over the floor.
The big man spat, stood up holding the car door, and before he could curse, his stomach started to churn, and his intestines felt like they were knotted, and the pain was excruciating.
"Plop!"
The big man fell to the ground holding his stomach, gasping for air.
The severe pain made his face livid, and he couldn't even summon the strength to scream.
"why why……"
The big man's consciousness became less and less, and he could faintly hear the frightened shouts of his companions.
He was full of regrets. If he had known it would be like this, he would never have accepted the order.
It's a pity that there is no regret medicine in the world. He must bear the consequences of the Han race himself.
From the start of the fight to the end of the battle, it took less than ten seconds in total.
Ye Fan put his hands behind his back and looked at the fainted ethnic minority warriors lying on the ground, and shook his head in disappointment.
"You dare to come to my beach with such a level? Haha, it's ridiculous." Ye Fan sneered for a while and stepped over them.
He came to the big man and looked at him with a half-smile.
The big man opened his eyes in pain and looked at Mark in horror.
"Aren't you arrogant now?" Ye Fan smiled lightly.
The big man was dripping with cold sweat, lying on the ground and not daring to move, "...I admit defeat, please, please let us go..."
Ye Fan squatted in front of the big man and smiled lightly, "Tell me what the situation is."
"Yes, yes." The big man was not a tough guy. He didn't dare to hide anything at the moment and told everything.
After hearing this, Ye Fan's face improved slightly. Not only was he not afraid, but he was excited.
"Sugo Nariaki invited you from southern Xinjiang specifically to deal with Fujima Nagao's family?"
"Yes, yes." The big man nodded repeatedly, "Besides you, are there anyone else, such as... the hidden ancient clan?" Ye Fan asked.
"You actually know about the hidden ancient clan?" The big man was shocked.
"I know a little bit. I'm very curious. When Su Wu Chengming came to Manchuria to win over allies, some of them should have been tempted and wouldn't send minions like you out."
The big man wants to cry but has no tears. What you said is too light, right?
In the martial arts of southern Xinjiang, my group of brothers has a good reputation, and they have accomplished five times the normal limit.
In your eyes, am I just a little guy?
I feel unhappy, but my strength is there. The nine masters on my side can't do a few moves in his hands. If I don't tell him the truth, I'm afraid I won't be able to survive.
"Sir, our hidden ancient people in southern Xinjiang don't seem to agree with Mr. Suwu, and they almost had a fight with him. If it weren't for Mr. Wen's protection, Mr. Suwu probably wouldn't be able to come back.
And as far as I know, it seems that the Shen family in East Vietnam was more polite to him, while the hidden ancient clans in the southern provinces kicked him out."
The big man was very knowledgeable and told Ye Fan all about Su Wu Chengming's trip to the south of the Yangtze River without Ye Fan asking.
He was hired when Su Wu Chengming came to southern Xinjiang. Before that, Su Wu Chengming had been to Guangdong and Guangxi, Dongyue, the Western Region, Sichuan and Shu. After leaving Dongyue, the others all returned in vain.
There were also two times when Suwu Chengming almost couldn't get out of other people's homes.
Fortunately, he had a super master secretly protecting him, so he was able to escape unscathed.
After listening to the big man's narration, Ye Fan nodded slightly.
It seems that the hidden ancient tribes of China can stand the test very well!
Just a member of the Dongyue Shen family foolishly wanted to cooperate with the Suwu family, but they didn’t know if they dared to continue with this idea after being scolded by them!
Among these news, the one that interested Ye Fan the most was that "Mr. Wen"!
The Hidden Ancient Clan is very unusual. Most of the clan leaders are masters who are above nine times the limit. There are many experts who are in the middle and late stages of the nine times limit, or even at the peak of nine times the limit.
However, this "Mr. Wen" was able to protect Su Wucheng all the way and retreat. Obviously, his own strength should not be underestimated.
Before that, Ye Fan had not heard any news at all!
"Let me ask you, who is Mr. Wen?" Ye Fan asked in a deep voice.
"Well..." the big man scratched his head, "I don't know for sure, because Mr. Wen has never shown up."
"Huh?" Ye Fan was stunned, "Then how did you know about his existence?"
"Once I went out to talk with Mr. Su Wu, and there were several masters following him. His breath alone could suppress me to the point where I couldn't move. I'm afraid they were all masters seven or eight times the limit.
I was so frightened at the time that I wanted to take Mr. Suwu away and escape, but he was not worried at all and just casually mentioned "Mr. Wen".
Within a few seconds, the experts were lying on the ground, vomiting blood from their mouths.
When I came out, I asked Mr. Su Wu and he said that Mr. Wen is unbeatable, not to mention the top players in China, even in the whole world!
If my guess is correct, this Mr. Wen is very likely to be nine times more powerful than the limit!"
The big man was very cooperative and spoke in detail.
Ye Fan smiled lightly, "Let me ask you, where is this 'Mr. Wen' from?"
"I don't know. He has never shown up or spoken. It's like he doesn't exist." The big man shook his head and looked at Ye Fan pitifully: "Sir, I have told you everything I know. You can let me go."
What?"
"Of course!" Ye Fan nodded and suddenly kicked the big man in the abdomen.
"puff……"
The big man immediately vomited out a large mouthful of blood and fell to the ground.
He felt that all his strength was flowing away quickly, and the energy in his body was pouring out like a flood. His hands and feet were weak, and his meridians were broken.
Ye Fan snorted softly at the end of his nose: "You, a baichi who betrayed his dignity to help others, are not qualified to be warriors at all?
Out of love for my compatriots, I will spare your life and go back and reflect on it!"
After saying that, Ye Fan destroyed the Dantian and hands and feet of the other eight people.
From then on, these nine warriors were completely reduced to ordinary people, and could not even take care of themselves in the future.
Fujima Junyang felt a little scared when he saw Ye Fan being so cruel and calling those warriors worse than death.
No wonder he can become the number one person in Binhai. He looks very polite, but in fact, once he gets ruthless, his behavior is more terrifying than anyone else.
"Mr. Ye..."
"Let's go." Ye Fan patted Fujima Junyang on the shoulder, "This is not far from your villa, let's walk directly there."
"Yes." Fujima Junyang nodded, very well-behaved.
The backs of Ye Fan and Tengma Junyang gradually faded away, and a wisp of breeze blew across the mountain road. He suddenly grabbed Tengma Junba's arm and disappeared from the spot.
The big man looked at the disease control and said, "Damn it...he disappeared in the blink of an eye. Is he a ghost?!"
In less than a minute, Ye Fan and Fujima Junyang appeared on the balcony of his big villa.
At this time, Fujima Nagao was sitting in the study with a sad face. The ashtray on the desk was full, but the cigarettes in his hand were still one after another.
With a soft "click" sound, the balcony door opened, and Fujima Junyang and Ye Fan walked in from the outside.
Fujima Nagao was startled, and as a reflex reflex, he pulled out a sniper gun from under his desk and pointed it at the intruder.
"Father, it's us." Fujima Junyang said quickly.
Fujima Nagao breathed a heavy sigh, put away the sniper gun, got up and walked towards Ye Fan.
"Mr. Ye, long time no see... Hey, why did you come in from the balcony?"
"We encountered an accident just now. Someone wanted to take away Fujima Junyang on the way."
Ye Fan smiled nonchalantly, shook hands with Fujima Nagao, and said: "The warriors you hired are not very good. So far, I haven't noticed anyone entering the villa."
Fujima Nagao's face tightened and he said sarcastically: "They are only five times the limit. How can they be compared with Mr. Ye?"
Ye Fan grinned, revealing a joking smile.
Just five times the limit? You say it as if you are awesome!
Neither you nor Fujima Junyang have any talent in martial arts. So far, only Fujima Junyao can take a look at the double limit and the human limit, but he died a long time ago.
Thinking of Fujima Junyao, Ye Fan couldn't help but feel disdain for Fujima Nagao.
A father is actually forced to tremble every day by his son. Although he wishes to kill him with his own hands, he doesn't even dare to look at his son.
In the end, he had to borrow the help of outsiders to get rid of his son.
Haha, you are the only one in the world who is so cowardly as a father!
"Mr. Ye, I just heard Jun Yang talk about the chaos in the stock market some time ago..."
"Well, it was me and Fujima Junyang who did it at first. However, after that, other people took over the nest, and we only opened a hole."
Ye Fan and Fujima Nagao and his son sat on the sofa.
He lowered his voice and said: "Tengma Junyang was intercepted and killed just now. If it weren't for me, he would be a corpse now. You should know who hired the murderer."
"Sugao Nariaki?" Fujima Nagao asked.
"There is no one else but him." Ye Fan looked at Fujima Junyang and shrugged, "We didn't expect that things would get to this point.
But the matter has come to this, Suwu Chengming has put all the blame on you, I advise you to think about how to escape first."