Chapter 1750: Beauty splattered with blood, white snow first accumulated
"boom!"
Almost as soon as the man in gray finished speaking, Ye Fan kicked the car door and ejected.
He immediately stood between the man in gray and Song Hongyan.
He sensed the extreme danger of the man in gray.
He couldn't let Song Hongyan get hurt.
When Song Hongyan saw Ye Fan taking action, she also made a gesture, and dozens of Song bodyguards poured out of the villa.
Su Xi'er's expression became nervous again, but this time she didn't hesitate for too long and quickly formed the Immovable King Seal.
"The wind is high and the moon is black, please give me a knife on credit."
When the man in gray clothes saw Ye Fan blocking the front, his eyes couldn't help but narrowed. He seemed a little surprised by Ye Fan's speed.
However, he soon regained his composure, showed two rows of big yellow teeth and shook the meat cleaver in his hand.
Ye Fan said coldly: "We don't buy knives!"
"No need to buy, just pay on credit!"
The man in gray smiled: "When the prophecy comes true, I will come back to you to collect money."
He is harmless to humans and animals, and is indescribably honest, but the Song family's bodyguards around him are nervous.
They all felt a sense of danger.
Song Hongyan shouted: "What prophecy?"
"The beauty is splashed with blood, and the snow is beginning to accumulate."
The man in gray smiled: "Emgrand will never change hands!"
Ye Fan's cold light flashed: "Are you the killer sent by Dihao?"
The man in gray said calmly: "I am not a killer."
"Not a killer, but a prophet?"
Song Hongyan sneered: "Explain to me, what does it mean when a beauty splashes with blood and the snow begins to accumulate?"
"There's nothing to explain, it's just what it means literally."
"If I have to explain it, it is that Mr. Song will be in a bloody disaster recently, and there is a high probability that he will lose his life."
The man in gray said calmly: "And the Emperor will no longer be subject to Mr. Song's prying eyes. He will always be the Emperor of the Duanmu family."
Ye Fan said in a cold voice: "Where is the snow beginning to accumulate?"
"If Mr. Song dies, not only will Emgrand Bank not change owners, but Bai Xue, who was suppressed by her, will also be able to make a lot of money because of Mr. Song's death."
The man in gray took over Mark's topic softly:
"As for this Bai Xue, she is Young Master Ye's ex-wife, Tang Ruoxue."
He looked at Ye Fan with a hint of amusement, and it was obvious that he already knew Ye Fan's identity.
"Ruoxue?"
Ye Fan couldn't help but tighten his fists: "Why are you related to Tang Ruoxue again? Did she ask you to take revenge on Hongyan?"
His mood became inexplicably irritable.
"Ye Fan, don't lose control. This is just a trick of the Duanmu family."
Song Hongyan comforted Ye Fan: "Tang Ruoxue will not pay for the murder."
"I don't care who you are or how much you charge."
Song Hongyan looked at the man in gray again: "Give me the number, how much the Duanmu family will give you, I will give you ten times."
She threw out a blank check: "Kill old Mrs. Duanmu for me!"
"I'm a credit card holder."
The man in gray corrected lightly: "Credit means trust and loyalty."
Ye Fan's voice turned cold: "The credit knife person?"
The man in gray clothes nodded: "That's right, we don't sell knives, we don't give away knives, we only give you knives on credit. If you say something, the knife will be on credit."
"I have already predicted that Mr. Song must put away this knife!"
As soon as he finished speaking, the man in gray suddenly raised his hand and raised the meat cleaver instantly.
A cold light directly covered Ye Fan's neck and struck it.
The sword flashed loudly, and the chill hit the person.
Song Hongyan shouted: "Be careful!"
"Whoosh——"
Ye Fan was already prepared, stepped back and moved closer to the car.
Hearing a roar, the meat cleaver struck Ye Fan where he was.
A gloomy wind swept across instantly.
The sword light did not hurt Ye Fan, but several fallen leaves broke and then scattered into a pile of pieces.
The blade is sharp.
"cut!"
The attack was not successful, but the man in gray was not at all depressed and flicked his wrist.
Several powerful swords were released instantly and locked onto Ye Fan.
Ye Fan snorted coldly, did not dodge, and rushed out with his fist.
There was just a banging sound, and all the swords that locked him collapsed, and the shadow of the sword that followed was also shot away.
The man in gray squinted his eyes, pressed the blade and swept it, slashing continuously towards Ye Fan's chest.
The sharp momentum poured down.
Ye Fan's eyelids twitched, and the fish intestine sword flashed, making several clanging sounds, blocking the blade of the man in gray.
"Whoosh——"
The man in gray stepped back, bowed his body, and disappeared from the spot.
And a terrifying sword light actually appeared in mid-air.
He flew down with his sword in hand.
At this moment, not only was the meat cleaver sharp, but the man in gray was also like a sword, cutting iron like clay.
"boom--"
Facing this thunderous sword, Ye Fan did not dodge.
As soon as he dodged, the sword beam would definitely hit the car.
Song Hongyan and Su Xier behind the scenes are likely to be injured.
So Ye Fan roared angrily and swung his sword repeatedly, cutting off all the sharp edges of the meat cleaver.
Then a sword pierced the charging path of the man in gray, and when his body stagnated instinctively, he swung out a punch:
"break!"
The momentum is like a rainbow!
The next second, his fist hit the blade hard.
"boom!"
There was a loud noise, the sword fell to the ground, the fist dispersed, and the air was scorching.
Ye Fan took another half step back and bumped into a car. His back hurt and his clothes were torn, but nothing happened.
The man in gray jumped back five or six meters, his chest rising and falling, and he opened his mouth slightly and gasped.
Although the knife in his hand was not broken, there was a crack on the blade, which made the tip less sharp.
Ye Fan gently stroked his fist and said: "If your knife is not of good quality, it will not be given on credit."
His tone was contemptuous, but there was a hint of vigilance in his heart.
The man in gray was able to withstand him for three rounds without any serious injuries. His skill was no small feat.
This also made Ye Fan let go of his entangled thoughts and prepare to escort Song Hongyan and the others back to the villa first.
Otherwise, Song Hongyan would be in trouble if a few more credit card holders came.
Hearing Mark's sarcasm, the man in gray chuckled and said:
"Since you have heard the prophecy, this knife must be given on credit."
He looked down at the cracks in the meat cleaver: "If you don't give me credit, I'm going against God's will. I'll be in trouble."
Song Hongyan sneered: "I'm afraid if the knife is not on credit, your life will be lost here."
Then she quickly pulled Su Xier out of the car door and evacuated to the villa.
Ye Fan did not take action again, but covered the two women and retreated.
Compared with killing the enemy, protecting Song Hongyan and the others was more important.
"Give you one last chance, get out of here right now."
Ye Fan gave a warning: "Otherwise you will die here tonight."
The man in gray breathed out a long breath:
"All life is like a chess piece, life and death are determined by fate."
His fingers also gently touched the cracks on the blade, and a strange scene soon appeared in Ye Fan's field of vision.
The cracks disappeared visibly to the naked eye, and the meat cleaver regained its sharpness.
"Pretend to be a ghost!"
Song Hongyan gave an order: "Kill him!"
"Puff puff——"
As soon as he finished speaking, dozens of Song's bodyguards all raised their swords and guns and attacked the man in gray mercilessly.
The two snipers on the rooftop also pulled the trigger immediately.
Countless warheads and crossbow arrows enveloped the man in gray.
