Before the woman in battle uniform could get up, Ye Fan kicked her again.
There was another loud noise, and the woman in battle uniform fell out again and hit the wall before stopping.
Before she could speak, she pounced and spat out a mouthful of blood.
The expression was angry and painful.
There was a dead silence in the whole place, everyone stared at this scene in stunned silence.
No one thought that Ye Fan would suddenly take action, or against a woman.
You must know that Ye Fan is waiting for sin, and the most important thing to do at this moment is to keep his tail between his legs.
In the end, he slapped the woman in battle uniform.
This move is really unbelievable and wanton.
"Every little intelligence team leader dares to yell at me."
Ye Fan patted his trousers: "Is the blood of Tietoutuo and Chang Dachun not thick enough?"
The woman in battle uniform pointed her finger at Ye Fan: "You——"
Before he finished speaking, another mouthful of blood spurted out, as if he had been seriously injured.
"You bastard, who asked you to hurt someone?"
"This is Edinburgh, the headquarters, not a place for you to act wild!"
"Boy, this is Section Chief Shen of the Intelligence Department, Shen Shuai's beloved nephew. How dare you hurt her like this?"
"The blood of Tietoutuo and Chang Dachun is not strong enough? Have you admitted that you killed the people in Heishuitai?"
"You bastard, you are so lawless. Come on, take it down, take it down."
After a brief silence in the audience, more than a dozen frontier generals stood up and roared one after another, as if they were going into a boiling pot.
While they angrily accused Ye Fan, they took out the weapons in their arms.
Obviously everyone was angry at what Ye Fan had done.
Iron Thorn did not stand up or get angry. Instead, he took out a cigar, lit it and held it in his mouth.
It seemed that he liked seeing this chaotic scene in front of him.
"Don't do anything, don't be rude to Mr. Ye!"
Dong Lang and Xi Mang also stood up and shouted: "Let Commander Shen decide everything!"
More than a dozen frontier generals ignored Donglang and his group's advice and rushed toward Ye Fan with murderous intent:
"Seize Commander Shen's prime position and let dozens of frontier soldiers get beaten."
"Cover the traitor Zhao Tianbao's accomplices and kill Tietoutuo and other Heishuitai brothers on the spot."
"In order to cover up the crime, Chang Dachun and other key members of Blackwater Tower who went to investigate were killed."
"Now he is even more lawless and injuring Section Chief Shen in public!"
"What kind of young master is he? What kind of distinguished guest is he in the Shen family?"
Ye Fan had aroused the anger of the border army generals, and they surrounded Ye Fan regardless.
However, not only was there no fear on Ye Fan's face, but a hint of joking appeared on his face, and he rushed over in a flash.
"Boy, you're looking for death!"
Seeing Ye Fan rushing up, a flat-headed border officer at the front stabbed him out without saying a word.
The light of the sword is sharp and the blade is frightening.
But before he even touched Ye Fan's clothes, Ye Fan kicked him hard on the waist.
The flat-headed soldier screamed and flew backwards, hitting the wall of the conference room hard. The sound of broken bones could be heard clearly.
At this simple scene, the other border army generals were all stunned, and then became furious.
"Move him!"
The sudden low roar was like a muffled thunder, and more than a dozen people launched an attack on Ye Fan.
The interplay of light and shadow, coupled with the sudden rise of dust, made the not-so-bright conference room look like thousands of ghosts jumping and dancing at the same time.
From time to time, he would moan in pain and scream miserably.
The figure flew away with a bang.
One after another, the border troops fell in all directions.
The splattered blood was like raindrops suddenly falling from the sky.
The battle came to an abrupt end just as quickly.
The flat-headed warrior with a broken rib finally managed to prop himself up and half-knelt on the ground. He saw that almost all of his companions had fallen to the ground.
In the last scene, he was horrified to see Ye Fan grabbing a companion's head with his hands and pulling him down, while raising his knees to meet him.
Bang! The banging sound of his knees and head resounded throughout the conference room hall.
The next second, Ye Fan threw his opponent with bleeding forehead out.
The flat-headed warrior hurriedly withdrew the strength of his arm and fell back into the pool of blood with a plop, groaning.
"Crack!"
A pair of combat officer's glasses were directly broken by Ye Fan's step, and the fragments broke and flew in the soles of his shoes.
It wasn't enough for Ye Fan to take care of the sixteen frontier officers, so he strode up to Iron Thorn with wide eyes and a cigar in his mouth.
With a snap, Ye Fan slapped Tiezha on the face.
"Um!"
The iron prick hurt his cheek, blood spurted out of his mouth and nose, and two of his teeth fell out.
He almost fell down, held on to the table and yelled: "Asshole, you touch me?"
Ye Fan slapped him again: "I'm trying to get rid of you, what are you looking at?"
Bang!
There was another loud noise, Iron Thorn did not expect that Ye Fan would dare to slap him a second time, and it was too late to block the attack.
He was hit on the cheek again by Ye Fan, and the huge brute force caused his body to shake, causing him and the chair to fall backwards.
But the iron thorn didn't matter. When he was about to fall, he turned over and stood on the ground.
The next second, he roared angrily: "Asshole, I'll kill you!"
He picked up the chair in his hand and threw it at Ye Fan.
Ye Fan didn't even raise his eyes and punched out.
With a bang, the thick chair was hit and turned into a pile of fragments with a click.
Among the debris that filled the sky, Iron Thorn instinctively took a few steps back.
Ye Fan's momentum continued unabated and he pushed forward.
"Whoosh!"
When Tie Ci saw Ye Fan approaching again, his eyes instantly became sharp.
He moved his steps, took seven steps back, and then kicked the wall behind him.
He jumped up high.
At the same time, his arms shook, making a clicking sound, and a pair of steel gloves appeared on his palms.
The fingertips still sparkled with sharp light.
He waved violently at Ye Fan who was rushing towards him: "Death!"
Before he finished speaking, Ye Fan sneered, dodged, and his right hand suddenly became faster.
A fist blast.
The momentum is like a rainbow.
With a bang, Ye Fan avoided the sharp point with his punch and hit the thick palm of the iron thorn.
There was a crisp click, and the steel plate in the iron thorn palm shattered instantly.
All the fragments sank into Iron Thorn's palm.
"ah--"
After a second of delay, Iron Thorn let out a painful groan, shook his head crazily, and his facial features were distorted, like a madman going crazy.
Having a good hand crippled like this is unbearable both mentally and physically.
"ah--"
This hysterical situation scared Section Chief Shen and others to retreat.
Donglang and the others who wanted to break up the fight also stopped, not knowing what to do.
The flat-headed warriors who fell to the ground were also stunned. They never thought that Iron Thorn would suffer heavy damage.
"Take another punch from me."
Ye Fan shook his fist and blood was scattered, his eyes were emotionless.
Another punch breaks the air!
Iron Thorn, who kept backing away, had a look of despair on his face: "Asshole!"
"stop--"
The expressions of the three elites from Blackwater Terrace changed dramatically, and they all shouted at Ye Fan to stop.
But before they could rush to stop him, Ye Fan's fist hit the iron thorn again.
But the iron thorn didn't matter. At the critical moment of life and death, he moved half of his body to avoid the vital part of his chest.
With a bang, Ye Fan hit Iron Thorn's shoulder blade with a punch.
Iron Thorn shook his body, screamed and fell out, smashing a chair heavily. The ground was in a mess.
The iron thorn spurted out a mouthful of blood.
Ye Fan rushed over again and stepped on Iron Thorn's abdomen.
