Countless clanging sounds of metal being unsheathed resounded in the attic, full of fierce intent.
Miao Fenglang, Atagu and Zhuo Yiyi instantly surrounded Ye Fan.
They formed a character and guarded Ye Fan to the death.
A dozen martial arts masters also poured out from both sides of the building.
The sharp blade was still in his body, but his right hand was firmly resting on the handle.
His eyes were full of evil.
The Wang family and Zheng family elites even drew their weapons and pointed them at the woman.
Although the martial arts disciples guarding the stairs are not powerful, they were carefully selected by Zhuo Yiyi.
The woman silently knocked them down and appeared on the top floor, indicating the woman's extraordinary state.
Ye Fan glanced at the woman and drank tea without making a sound.
But I smiled faintly in my heart: It’s finally here!
Facing Ye Fan's large number of troops and strong horses, there was no trace of strangeness or fear on the woman's face.
Instead, she walked slowly towards Ye Fan.
There was an air of indifference all over his body, an indifference that treated everyone as if they were nothing.
"who are you?"
Zheng Junqing slammed the table and shouted: "Who gave you the courage to come here and act wild?"
The woman tilted her head slightly to look at Zheng Junqing and the others, her face still expressionless.
But those eyes looked at everyone as indifferently as if they were looking at a group of dead people, and then she showed a trace of disdain.
She stared at Ye Fan at the core and said:
"Did you plot against Li Taibai and kidnap Master Shen?"
There were many people in the audience, but Ye Fan was undoubtedly the most handsome one.
"Shen family's mother-in-law?"
Ye Fan responded casually: "You are finally here, but you know, I have been waiting for you all day and night."
When the other party showed up and called out Indian Po, relevant information immediately appeared in Ye Fan's mind.
Yin Po is Shen Qiye's most trusted right-hand man. Her status and skill are higher than those of Bei Bao and others, and she is comparable to the sword god Li Taibai.
And she is also a master at using poison.
She has a record of killing enemy generals with poison seven times and annihilating 3,000 enemy soldiers.
So she has a transcendent status in the Shen family.
This also made Ye Fan feel a little excited.
He likes the enemy's fueling tactics the most, which allows him to gain a few more chips at the minimum cost.
"Wait for me all day and all night?"
In the midst of the crowd, Indian Po felt as at ease as a spring breeze, and a domineering aura emerged out of nowhere.
Her eyes were fixed on Ye Fan's face coldly, and she said with a smile:
"It seems that you really kidnapped Master Shen. Very good, very good."
"What I like most is to see a foolish young man like you, young and frivolous, unafraid, with no ability but thinking that he is the best in the world."
"It's much more fun to deal with people like you than those who kneel down when they see me."
"But I want to remind you."
"The reason why I came to you so late is that I want you to be happy for a few days before I step you into hell."
"Only in this way will your life be worse than death, and you will realize how much trouble you have caused."
"Only I can make the frightened Master Shen happy."
"There is another reason, that is, I have killed many big bosses of the World Chamber of Commerce, so I will give you a meeting gift for you, little brother."
"A president of the martial alliance, a governor, a private military commander, the three giants, plus thirty-six heads of iron and wood."
"Thirty-nine lives, this is the price you pay for kidnapping Master Shen."
"How is it? Are you surprised? Are you happy? Do you know how much trouble you have caused?"
Inva's laughter was as sinister as hell, making people shudder.
Zheng Junqing and Wang Qingwu couldn't help laughing, but they quickly held it back.
However, Ye Fan spoke generously: "To be honest, I am very surprised and very happy, but I really don't know how big the disaster is."
"It seems that he is really young and frivolous."
When Yin Po saw Ye Fan showing no fear, her eyes showed a trace of disdain:
"Forget it, I won't talk nonsense to you. Hand over Master Shen and Li Taibai, and then follow me to the Shen family."
"I can give you a chance to survive temporarily."
She wanted to leave Ye Fan to be dealt with by Shen Changfeng: "Otherwise, you will all die today."
Ye Fan smiled: "There are no people, and it is even more impossible to go to the Shen family."
"But I can give Shen Qiye a chance to come to Wucheng to meet me."
"Why don't Po Yin call him and tell him that you have also been captured and that you need Shen Qiye to come over and have a talk?"
Ye Fan played with the teacup in his hand and looked at Po Yin with interest.
When India Po heard this, she laughed angrily, pointed her finger at Ye Fan and shouted:
"Boy, does Temujin know that you are so arrogant?"
"Okay, if you don't cherish the opportunity I gave you, then don't blame me for being too bloodthirsty."
When they entered the top floor, Indian Po had quietly poisoned him.
A large cloud of colorless and odorless poisonous powder had already covered the entire attic with the wind.
In Inpo's understanding, Ye Fan and the others are now all poisoned and at their mercy.
So Indian Po raised his hand in high spirits and said: "Down!"
However, no matter whether it was the Wang clan or the Zheng clan gunmen or the martial arts masters, there was no reaction at all.
Ye Fan clicked his tongue: "Are you going to pour me tea or wine?"
The Indian woman looked ugly, stretched out her hand again, and pressed hard:
"fall!"
Another large amount of poisonous powder was blown away by the wind.
But Ye Fan and the others still didn't move.
Seeing this scene, Indian Po's face changed slightly, knowing that Ye Fan's camp also had poison masters.
At that moment, she stared at Mark and sneered: "Boy, you have some moral integrity, no wonder you dare to touch Young Master Shen."
Ye Fan leaned on the chair and smiled softly: "But you can't."
When he finished the last word, Ye Fan waved his finger lightly.
Twenty Wang and Zheng gunmen pulled the triggers without mercy:
"Bang bang bang!"
The bullets poured down like rain.
Cold and tyrannical, not leaving any blind spots, flowing with the overwhelming aura of death.
The distance was only eight meters, the speed of the warhead was terrifying, and the power attached to it was even more astonishing.
No one could imagine that anyone could escape such a dense and sudden attack.
Both Zheng Junqing and Wang Qingwu felt that Indian Po would be seriously injured even if he did not die.
It's just that Indian Po didn't avoid it at all.
When the bullets poured out, she turned around and put on her robe.
This turn not only enveloped the body and head, but also enveloped the pouring bullets.
The Indian woman danced gracefully, her black robe flying, blocking the murderous intention and swallowing the warhead.
All the warheads aimed at India were like stones, disappearing one after another.
Then, the warhead fell from the hem of the black robe and rolled on the ground in a circle.
This scene left Zheng Junqing and Wang Qingwu stunned. They had never seen such a weird way of blocking a bullet.
Ye Fan has experienced the baptism of high-tech weapons from the Blue family, and he can still accept the scene before him.
But he still lamented the power of India.
It's okay for the black robe to be able to defend against warheads, but it's a bit scary to be able to rotate the body to neutralize the force of the warhead and make the warhead slide down.
The twenty Wang Zheng gunmen were also in a daze. They didn't expect that there were people who couldn't be killed by bullets.
As their thoughts turned, the guns in their hands were out of bullets.
When they were hurriedly trying to change the magazine, Indian Po had already roared:
"It's my turn!"
The next second, she suddenly lifted her black robe.
"Bah bang bang!"
The dozens of wrapped warheads all reflected back.
Dangdang hit the gunman Wang Zheng's body armor and knocked them out.
People were on their backs and their horses were in chaos.
