The fake purple evil spirit was so angry that his cheeks were twisted. He cursed with dissatisfaction: "Dragon King, I fell into your hands today. It's my bad luck, but I want to remind you that it doesn't matter if you kill me, purple will be born after I die
Lord Sha will definitely avenge me, you must be prepared to fight him!"
"Wait? You're not Zisha?"
Ye Fan was stunned and asked in surprise. He thought that the person who came to assassinate Lin Ruobing tonight would be Zisha, but what he never expected was that it was not Zisha who came, but someone else.
"Ha ha ha ha!"
"Ye Fan, Ye Fan! You are still the Dragon King! How could Lord Zisha come here to assassinate Lin Ruobing in person?"
This fake Zisha laughed out loud, his tone full of contempt.
Ye Fan frowned and warned coldly: "You'd better explain honestly where the real purple evil is! Otherwise, I will make you worse than death!"
"Life is worse than death?" The fake Zisha couldn't help but look dark and snorted coldly, "I'm not afraid of death. Am I still afraid of life is worse than death? Ye Fan! Don't even think about asking me any clues, am I?
I will betray Lord Zisha! If you want to kill or cut, you will be fine, and I will never surrender!"
Just when this fake Zisha thought Ye Fan would kill him, Ye Fan sneered disdainfully, "Haha!"
"Ye Fan, what are you laughing at?"
I saw the fake Zisha frowning suddenly and asked with a vigilant look on his face.
Ye Fan shrugged, his lips curled up slightly, and a sarcastic sneer appeared, and said coldly: "Haha! I'm laughing at you for being too slouched by my ability!"
"Under the abilities of your ability? Your ability is torture me and then kill me, haha! I am not afraid of death, will I be afraid that you torture me? I will still be a hero in 18 years! If you are a man,
, I'll give me some fun!" The fake Zisha snorted coldly.
"Do you want a happy life? Haha! You think beautifully! Since I said that it is better to die than to live, then I will naturally torture you slowly!"
Ye Fan laughed sinisterly.
"Damn it! Since you don't take action, I'll force you to take action!"
Finished!
The fake Zisha suddenly turned around and wanted to force Ye Fan to shoot him.
But the next second, he was shocked to find that his body seemed to be out of control and could not move at all. Moreover, his limbs seemed to be bound by something, and he couldn't even raise his finger. This feeling was simply terrible!
"What's going on...why...why...my body seems to be out of control?"
The fake Zisha looked extremely panicked, and a look of fear flashed in his eyes.
In fact, while the fake Zisha turned around, Ye Fan had already used a silver needle to seal the acupoints on the fake product, making him unable to move at all.
At this moment, Ye Fan walked to the front of the fake, then sat in front of him, then took out a pack of cigarettes from his pocket, and lit a cigarette with a "splash".
"call!"
At this time, he took a deep breath and slowly spit out the smoke. Under the smoke, his expression seemed hazy and blurred.
At this time, the fake Zisha saw Ye Fan sitting in front of him so arrogantly and smoking. He was so angry that he wanted to rush up and fight Ye Fan desperately, but his body was not controlled by his brain at all, as if there was something wrong with his nervous system.
"Ye Fan! What did you touch me? Why did my body lose my control?"
At this time, the fake Zisha roared angrily with gritted teeth.
Ye Fan raised the corner of his mouth and smiled faintly: "Guess!"
"You are despicable and shameless! You must have put some poison on me! Yes?" Fake Zisha shouted angrily.
Hearing this, Ye Fan couldn't help but snorted coldly, shook his head, and said, "Do I need to poison me to deal with a person like you? I just need to use a silver needle to seal your acupoints!"