So Ye Fan shook his head and warned coldly: "Your name Long should not provoke me, otherwise he will regret it."
"Boy! How dare you disrespect Master Long? Seeking death!"
The bodyguard was so angry that he rushed forward, and wanted to give Ye Fan a little color.
Who knew that the next second, Ye Fanren didn't talk much, so he kicked the other party directly, kicking the bodyguard several meters away on the spot.
"puff--"
The bodyguard, who was kicked, grinned in pain and vomited a mouthful of black blood on the spot.
I saw him reach out and touch the place where he was kicked just now. He just touched it gently and felt the wound stinging.
Apparently, he was seriously injured.
Damn it!
The bodyguard gritted his teeth, not only feeling dissatisfied, but also being shocked.
It should be noted that his body's ability to withstand strikes was first-class. As a result, Ye Fan seriously injured himself with one kick, and even almost took his life.
If it hadn't happened to me, how could this bodyguard believe that all this was true?
Just when he was shocked, Ye Fan walked up slowly and quickly. The murderous aura emitted from his body was as shocking as a black cloud slamming the city.
Damn it! This kid is so powerful?
The bodyguard felt a little nervous, and his face was as scared as if it was earthy and nervous.
"Ye Fan, what do you want to do? I'm warning you, don't do anything randomly. I'm Mr. Long's person. If you dare to touch half of my hair, Mr. Long will definitely not spare you.
.” This bodyguard wanted to use the reputation of Master Long to scare Ye Fan.
But the next second, he found that Ye Fan's expression became even colder, "Do you know I hate other people's threats the most? This is my last advice! Don't threaten me in front of me in the future!"
After saying that, Ye Fan kicked the bodyguard far away on the spot as if he was playing football.
"ah--"
The bodyguard screamed fiercely, and the next second, his body hit a telephone pole heavily.
With a loud "clang", the bodyguard's body hit the pillar heavily, directly knocking the pillar tilted.
"hiss--"
The bodyguard was so painful that he took a breath on the spot, and his whole body was so painful that his skeleton almost dissipated.
At this moment, Ye Fan slowly walked up and stepped on the bodyguard's palm.
"Click--"
A broken sounded, and the bodyguard screamed in pain.
As the saying goes: Ten fingers connect the heart!
He was cut off so many fingers by Ye Fan in one go, and he was so painful that he was about to faint on the spot.
"Ah...ah!"
The bodyguard screamed in pain. His palm wanted to struggle, but Ye Fan stepped on it tightly, nailed to the ground like a nail, and no matter how hard he struggled, he couldn't even struggle.
"I won't take your life today, but when you go back, tell Mr. Long that if he wants to enjoy his old age, don't come and provoke me, otherwise I don't mind sending him to hell and accompanying Liu Sanbao!"
Ye Fan's tone was extremely cold, and the momentum exuded on his body enveloped the audience, which scared the bodyguard so much that he was frightened.
"Brother Fan, thank you for not killing me, I... I will definitely convey your words to what Master Long knows..."
The bodyguard quickly expressed his opinion, for fear of angering Ye Fan, and thus losing his life.
"It's better!"
Ye Fan said coldly, and after that, he turned around and left.
Seeing him walking away, the bodyguard secretly breathed a sigh of relief, because the momentum that Ye Fan had just emitted was very scary, and the depressing murderous aura almost made him unable to breathe.