When Ye Fan appeared on the river, he immediately saw the yacht where Ling Qianshui was trapped.
The river is full of promise, but Ling Qianshui has no way out.
Three hundred ships blocked the entire river, forcing Ling Qianshui into a narrow water area.
Then dozens of Jiang's elites boarded the ship, and after killing several of the Sirius disciples, they surrounded the three of Ling Qianshui on the deck.
The end of the road.
Ling Qianshui had done so many things to Ye Fan, Jiang Hengdu believed that Ye Fan preferred to kill him with his own hands.
"Brother Ye, Ling Qianshui and the others pretended to escape, but we intercepted and found them."
As soon as Ye Fan boarded the boat of Jiang Crossing, Jiang Crossing came over and reported: "They killed seven or eight of my people, and we also stabbed to death several of her cronies."
"There are only three people left with her now, and there are no explosives on the ship after inspection."
He asked: "How do you deal with them?
Do you want to fire thousands of arrows at once?"
With so many people and so many boats, and one speargun per person, it was enough for Ling Qianshui to die without a burial place.
"No, let me chat with her for a few words first."
Ling Qianshui calculated so much about herself that Ye Fan wanted to see her again as a good souvenir.
Before Ye Fan stepped forward to shout, Ling Qianshui's voice came over first: "Ye Fan, I want to talk to you for a few words." As she spoke, she straightened her body on the deck, her hair tied up, and she was dressed in black.
She ran away, but still remained charming and proud.
Ye Fan boarded the boat, passed through the crowd, looked at Ling Qianshui and smiled: "President Ling, do we have anything else to talk about?"
"Ye Fan, give me your price."
Ling Qianshui ignored the spearguns around him, moved his steps and stared at Ye Fan: "Let me leave here, let me live for the price."
"I have destroyed the Sirius Society, and Zheng Junqing is also going to shed his skin. Now you are alone and have nothing."
There was a flash of light in Ye Fan's eyes: "Do you still have the price to live?"
Hearing Ye Fan's words, Ling Qianshui couldn't help but feel pain in her eyes. All her years of hard work were ruined just because of this bastard Ye Fan.
She really wanted to strangle Mark to death, but at this moment she knew in her heart that she could not kill Mark, but her life and death was being pinched.
No matter what, she wants to go to Yang Country alive.
Thinking of this, she lifted her green hair and said, "You don't need to worry about this, you just need to set the conditions."
"I know that I attacked you so many times and almost blew you up. You hate me so much in your heart."
"But killing me with one knife will only make you feel bad. It will not make up for the past, nor will it benefit you."
"You might as well give me a way out in exchange for something that can benefit you."
Ling Qianshui followed the temptation and even lifted her short skirt intentionally or unintentionally to make her fair thighs more eye-catching.
Ye Fan replied unceremoniously: "I'm sorry, I don't need benefits, I just want to watch you die."
"Ye Fan, you are an adult now, how about you be more mature?"
Ling Qianshui's pretty face sank: "My death means nothing to you."
"It just makes sense to me."
Ye Fan forced Ling Qianshui step by step: "If I don't kill you, no one knows whether you will continue to deal with me in the future."
"I will give you my villa, car, and all the properties of the Sirius Society."
Ling Qianshui also threw a bank card to Ye Fan: "There are still three billion on it, you can take it all."
"Whether you give these things to me or not, you can't take them away."
Ye Fan picked up the bank card and played with it: "So it makes no sense at all."
No matter how much money, no matter how much benefit, when Ling Qianshui kidnapped Tang Qiqi, it was destined to not be able to exchange for Ling Qianshui's life.
"Ye Fan, you are so stubborn, but you don't know how to appreciate others."
Ling Qianshui shouted to Ye Fan: "Yes, you have the upper hand now. You have the chance to kill me, but that doesn't mean you can bear the consequences."
"After we have reached this point in our dealings, you should know my details."
She believed that Ye Fan knew something about herself.
Ye Fan approached slowly: "I don't know."
"Not sure?
Stop pretending."
Ling Qianshui brought out his trump card: "Let me tell you, in addition to my close relationship with the Blood Medicine Sect, I am also the adopted daughter of Mr. Miyamoto."
"If you kill me, not only will the Blood Medicine Sect come to settle the score with you, but my adoptive father will also take revenge on you at all costs."
She also took out her mobile phone and dialed a number.
"Miyamoto?
What the hell?
Is it great?"
Ye Fan was noncommittal: "Didn't I kill a little one?
I don’t care about killing another old Miyamoto.”
"Be impudent, my adoptive father is not someone you can humiliate."
Ling Qianshui shouted angrily: "You must know that there is another mountain higher than the other."
"Pa—" Ye Fan didn't talk nonsense and slapped Ling Qianshui on the face.
There was a crisp sound, and Ling Qianshui screamed and fell away, with blood flowing from the corners of his mouth.
"You dare to take action against me?"
Ling Qianshui was shocked and angry: "Are you really not afraid of the consequences?"
"Are you afraid that you are mentally ill?"
Ye Fan sneered: "You are still shouting when you are about to die?
What happened to attacking you?
Are you amazing?"
"You have tried to kill me over and over again, but I can still keep you here for the New Year?"
Ye Fan had no sympathy for her at all, and stepped on Ling Qianshui before she could get up, leaving her lying like a dead dog.
Ling Qianshui was furious: "I have the Blood Medicine Sect and Tajima Miyamoto behind me. If you touch me, aren't you afraid that they will pursue you?"
Ye Fan didn't feel anything when he heard Miyamoto Tajima Mamoru, but Jiang Hengdu's eyelids twitched.
Miyamoto Tajima is of royal lineage. He is one of the ten great swordsmen of the Yang Kingdom. His swordsmanship is extremely high and he is respected by everyone. He has disciples all over the world, ten of whom have advanced to the Mysterious Realm.
Most people really didn't dare to mess with him, otherwise it would be like poking a hornet's nest, and it might even lead to death! He was very surprised that Ling Qianshui had a relationship with Miyamoto Taimamomo.
"Afraid?
I’m afraid you won’t come to investigate!”
Ye Fan stretched out his right hand: "Come one and kill one, come two and kill a pair. When your adoptive father comes, I will chop him down as well."
He took a knife from Jiang Hengdu's hand.
"You attacked me three times, and even used Tang Qiqi to threaten me. Do you think I will keep you?"
At this moment, Ye Fan's murderous intent burst out, and Jiang Huadu, let alone Ling Qianshui, felt a creepy feeling.
Ling Qianshui's ears twitched slightly, then he took off his earplugs, took out his cell phone and pressed speakerphone: "My foster father wants to talk to you."
She could see Ye Fan's murderous intentions and quickly took out the last life-saving charm.
Ye Fan looked at her mobile phone and heard a hoarse voice: "Young man on the other end of the phone, listen to me!"
"I am Miyamoto Tajima Mamoru, and Ling Qianshui is my adopted daughter. I am very satisfied with her and like her very much."
"If you dare to hurt her, I, Miyamoto Tajima Mamoru, will never let you down."
"If you are sensible, just let her go and apologize to her."
His voice suddenly dropped: "Otherwise, we will be killed even though we are far away!"
"Miyamoto Tajima Mamoru?"
Ye Fan was noncommittal: "What the hell?"
"You bastard, I am one of the top ten swordsmen of the Yang Kingdom. You dare to humiliate me. Are you tired of living?"
Miyamoto Tajima Mamoru's voice was ruthless: "Don't give me any nonsense, let Ling Qianshui go immediately."
"If you touch Qianshui, I will definitely go to China and chop your head off!"
"Do you understand?"
He reprimanded Ye Fan from above, thinking that if he took out his name, Ye Fan wouldn't obediently kneel down?
Unexpectedly, Ye Fan smiled faintly: "I'll wait for you in Nanling..." The next second, he fell with a knife.
"Ah——" Ling Qianshui screamed, her body and head were missing! She refused to rest in peace.
"Asshole——" Miyamoto Tajima Mamoru yelled: "That's too much!"
"Ye Fan, just wait, I will take your life within a week!"
