Although Ye Fan threw himself down and told Benara and his two women to be fine, the dozens of people around Benara were killed and injured.
The middle-aged man and others carrying the box were even more dead.
Looking at the messy ground and the rising smoke, Ye Fan not only did not get angry, but just whistled to the sky.
This explosion caused heavy losses to our side and also made Ye Fan completely confirm that Tang Sanguo was in a white coat.
Tang Sanguo is like the fate of a dog. After slapping you, he will not give you a candy, but another kick or stick.
Farke was rescued at the critical moment of life and death. Everyone thought that Tang Sanguo would hide for the time being, but he broke out and snatched the box away.
The bloody intelligence team burned the yard, and everyone thought the danger was temporarily lifted. It was the rats crossing the street in Tang Sanguo who should be avoiding it, but they killed another shot.
"Tang Sanguo, it's you, that white coat is you, and that attacker is also you."
"I tell you, you didn't blow me to death, but let me confirm you."
"I will definitely pull you out."
"I will definitely make you pay back your blood debt."
Ye Fan could not see the shadow of Tang Sanguo, but his intuition told the other party that he was staring at him.
So he stood up and pointed his fingers around: "You can hide for a while, but you can't hide for a lifetime."
Hearing the sound of Ye Fan echoing in the sky, on a rooftop in the distance, Tang Sanguo looked down with his hands on his back.
Looking at Ye Fan, who had nothing to do, Tang Sanguo had a complicated emotion on his face.
Ye Fan avoided his trap again, which made Tang Sanguo interested in meeting opponents.
But at the same time, there is a hint of unconcealed fear.
In less than three years, Ye Fan went from being a useless son-in-law who could be killed to becoming Xiaoqiang who could not be beaten to now, which was a bit scary.
If he continues to grow up like this, it is probably not that he suppresses Ye Fan and beats him, but that Ye Fan turns around and plays with him.
He stared at Ye Fan and smiled coldly: "I want my blood debt to repay? I don't want to die. There are not many people in the world who can kill me."
He was also thinking of giving Ye Fan another stick.
"A slave who has signed a blood contract, no matter how powerful he is, he is still a slave."
At this moment, a hoarse but indifferent voice sounded from behind: "You are not qualified to laugh at Doctor Ye!"
Tang Sanguo's face changed drastically, and then he stomped his footsteps and instantly shattered the bricks on the ground.
Then he turned around suddenly and pushed his hands: "Die!"
Countless pieces that were bounced up were instantly pushed out by him, like a spear that was directly pulled into the entrance.
At the entrance, there was a hunchbacked old man covering his face.
Seeing Tang Sanguo taking the initiative, the hunchbacked old man had no expression on his face and just flashed an ancient bell.
He knocked at the Gu Zhong suddenly.
With a loud bang, a sound that trembled the eardrums was aroused.
The spear that rushed over instantly stagnated, then collapsed inch by inch, turning into fragments and falling to the ground.
The hunchbacked old man bounced dust: "I'm a little capable, but I'm still not qualified to attack Lord Chou Emperor's distinguished guests."
"Bell ringer?"
Tang Sanguo was stunned and then furious:
"An ugly monster living in the dark dares to care about my husband's business?"
"I kill people only depends on my mood, and I don't care whether I am qualified or not." ωωw..net
Tang Sanguo was murderous: "Stop talking about Ye Fan, it's you, I'll kill you if I do."
The hunchbacked old man had no change on his face, and his tone was slow and quick to respond:
"I'm really ugly, and I do live in the dark."
"But it's not that I can't stand it, but that I don't want my ugly face to scare the innocent people."
"It's not my fault, but it's so ugly that it's scary, that's mine."
"And you, who looks upright, sells your soul to the devil, is even more ugly than me."
Not only did he speak calmly, he was also polite, like a dedicated butler.
Tang Sanguo's voice sank: "How do you know I signed a blood contract?"
"I was born a slave."
The hunchbacked old man whispered softly: "For the same kind, whether it is innate or acquired, as long as it is a slave, I can sense it."
"Dare you say I'm humble?"
Tang Sanguo shouted angrily: "Die!"
He was very angry. Everything was not going well these days, and everyone bullied him, both the enemy and the allies wanted to kill him.
The big backer behind him also asked him to sign a blood contract to restrain him.
Now a bell-knocking man also ran out and sarcastically mocked him. How could Tang Sanguo not be angry?
When he is tolerant, he is humiliated for the sake of the overall situation. Now that his identity is exposed, how can he be ridiculed again?
After Tang Sanguo roared, he flashed and immediately came to the hunchbacked old man.
He raised his intact hand and punched him.
"call!"
The fist whistled and the thunder was thunderous.
The hunchbacked old man was still calm. The ancient bell in his hand turned around and trapped Tang Sanguo's fist.
Tang Sanguo suddenly felt his fists fall into mud, and his strength was not only weakened most of it, but also trapped.
At the same time, the hunchbacked old man beat the ancient bell again.
Another sound of bell rang out, and Tang Sanguo felt his head buzzing loudly.
"Break the evil ways for me!"
Tang Sanguo roared, regardless of his physical injury, all the remaining six success forces were erupted.
There were only a series of dull sounds, and the ancient bell cracked out traces.
boom!
When the ancient bell was completely broken, the hunchbacked old man pushed it out with both hands.
Tang Sanguo did not hide, and continued to punch in the fragments.
The fists and palms collided, and a loud bang exploded, and a stream of air swept everywhere.
Tang Sanguo and the hunchbacked old man also fell and flew out.
However, after falling more than ten meters, both sides quickly stabilized their bodies.
Tang Sanguo stared at the hunchbacked old man and sneered:
"Ugly, a little capable, but that's all."
"If my internal injury has not healed, my palm is severely damaged and I have severely restrained my performance, I can beat you to death in one round."
"It's not easy for you to be a dog for the rest of your life. I'll give you a way out tonight."
He shouted, "But from now on, you will get as far as you see me."
The hunchbacked old man took out his handkerchief and wiped off the bloodstains of his fist: "If you can kill me, you won't be fooled."
Tang Sanguo spoke word by word: "Do you have to protect Ye Fan?"
He felt that the whole world was protecting Ye Fan and the whole world was against him.
"Doctor Ye is a distinguished guest of the Chou Emperor and has some connections with the Chou Emperor family."
The hunchbacked old man said firmly: "So if you want to hurt Doctor Ye, you should step on my body first."
"Then you die."
Tang Sanguo let out a long roar, stomped on the ground again, and rushed forward.
The hunchbacked old man didn't say nonsense, his body sank and jumped, like a toad facing the battle.
Soon, the two sides fought each other.
Only a series of sounds of fists and feet colliding with the body were heard.
The walls are cracked, the ground is broken, and the rooftop is murderous intent soars into the sky.
The sweeping airflow is even more suffocating.
With a fist hedging, the two separated backwards again.
"Gu—"
At this moment, a sharp bird's cry flashed away.
"Swoosh swish swish--"
Tang Sanguo heard the birds' chirping slightly, and then his body twisted suddenly.
He used the power of falling and flying to eject again to widen the distance between himself and the hunchbacked old man.
Then he spread his arms and flashed out a black glider, like a bird, and disappeared into the vast night.
There was only one sentence he left in the air that echoed: "Old thing, in a few days, I'll come back to kill you."
"Bang!"
The hunchbacked old man fell from mid-air, shattered a piece of ceramic tiles on the ground, and did not continue to pursue.
He just stared indifferently at the direction where Tang Sanguo disappeared:
"Nightinging drips blood, the enemy that Dr. Ye provokes is a bit strong..."