Yuan Qingyi's voice sank: "Don't lie to me. If you want to fake death and escape responsibility, it will not work for us!"
Ye Fan straightforwardly: "Where is the body? Take me to see it!"
"The adoptive father is really dead!"
Wu Fu's body shook, then stood up and took Ye Fan and Yuan Qingyi down to the first floor of the brigade.
There is a refrigerator room on the first floor of the minus. There is a table in the refrigerator room, and there is a person lying on the table.
He was covered with white cloth, with a lot of blood, and he didn't move.
There were many scars on his face, a lot of iron sand on his left arm, and a half of his knife was tightly held in his right hand.
Ye Fan stepped forward and opened it and saw that it was Wu Jiuzhou.
He had at least twenty scars on his body, traces of iron sand on his waist, and two crossbow arrows on his chest.
Very fatal.
In fact, Wu Jiuzhou also maintained a look of hideous, angry and painful mixed.
Ye Fan stretched out his hand unwillingly, and his fingers stopped moving quickly.
There was a hint of melancholy on his face.
Dead ...
Yuan Qingyi also took a few steps forward, glanced and dissipated his suspicion, and then shouted at Wu Fu:
"How did President Wu die?"
"He is so good at it and has so many children from the Wu League. How could he be killed?"
She was a little confused. How could Wu Jiuzhou, who had eight thousand children and eight hundred core elites, be killed?
"The adoptive father received the information, Murong Wuxin was sniped, Ouyang's wife and daughter were killed, and Nangong Fu's blood relatives were criticized."
Wu Fu let out a long breath and told Ye Fan everything he knew:
"He knew something was going to happen soon."
"The three tycoons will definitely struggle to death."
"He contacted Mr. Ye as soon as possible, and wanted to remind him to be careful and tentative about the situation and see if it was done by Mr. Ye."
"As a result, I couldn't call Mr. Ye."
"The adoptive father asked someone to find out about the Liu family's house. Ten spies went there, nine were missing, and only one of them came back to report."
"The spy said that several streets near the Liu family's house were blocked by the three tycoons."
"I knew something was wrong, so my adoptive father immediately summoned the elites of the Eight Hundred Martial Alliance to rush to the Liu family."
"But before going out, the parents and family members of the Wumeng children came, and they hugged their thighs and refused to support them."
"I also said that the three tycoons issued a warning to their family that their children would destroy their entire family if they supported the Liu family's house."
"Many of those old people are only children, and they are afraid of the three tycoons from the bottom of their hearts, so they entangled the children of the Wumeng at all costs."
"The old man was still shouting that they would die before them if they dared to step out of the headquarters of the Martial Alliance."
"There are several old men who really stabbed themselves and jumped off the building, which made the Wumeng children very sad and angry and helpless..."
"The adoptive father had no choice but to mobilize his children from the periphery to support him, but all three groups of people were stopped or held back."
"The adoptive father dared not attack the old man at the door, nor did he dared to strictly order his children to kill his father and prove his truth."
"In the end, he could only bring more than a dozen orphans who were fatherless and motherless to support the Liu family's house."
"Just when people arrived, they were surrounded and killed by a group of murderers."
"The other party is a troll and a crossbow, or hundreds of people are on the way together."
"And the adoptive father broke his hand, Yinxian Villa suffered internal injuries again, and he could not withstand these people's siege."
"After a few rounds, more than a dozen martial arts children were all killed in battle, and their adoptive father was seriously injured."
"He could have escaped."
"But he said he did not support the Liu family's house in time and put you, Mr. Ye, into danger in bloody battles, he was already unfaithful."
"He can only be worthy of you if he dies on the charge!"
"He called me and told me the last words when he charged in the last time, and asked me to tell Ye Shao a word--"
"He is not a sinner of the Martial Alliance!"
Wu Fu had a sense of sadness on her face and briefly told Ye Fan.
Although she is also a mean and unruly person, she still has a lot of feelings for Wu Jiuzhou, so when she sees him dead, she can't help but feel sad.
Yuan Qingyi was silent.
She was originally full of anger towards Wu Jiuzhou, but now she feels a little apology.
She thought that Wu Jiuzhou colluded with the three tycoons and deliberately refused to support the Liu family.
Now he knows that his situation is no better than that of the Liu family's house.
No soldiers available, and it is difficult for Wu Jiuzhou to do anything to support him.
As for the children of the Wumeng League, Yuan Qingyi couldn't blame him. Few people could withstand the killing weapon of his parents and family.
"President Wu is not a sinner, he is a hero!"
Ye Fan covered Wu Jiuzhou with white cloth, and turned around and looked at Wu Fu with his hands on his back:
“It’s just that it’s not the time to be sad.”
"The most urgent task is to take revenge and get back all the blood debts."
Ye Fan gave the order:
"Wu Fu!"
"exist!"
"Send the order to gather in Jincheng Martial Arts Alliance!"
"yes!"
Soon, Ye Fan sent the orders, and all the children of the Wu League rushed to the Wu League headquarters.
In less than half an hour, more than 5,000 Wu League children gathered at the gate of the Wu League.
Once there were too many people, the old man and woman who blocked the entrances and exits and passages were washed away.
Ye Fan ordered their children to take good care of the elderly and the old women.
These eight hundred children have been fired in Ye Fan's heart, but they have no time to deal with this matter for the time being.
At this moment, he wanted to take advantage of the power of the battle in the long street to quickly consolidate the results of the entire West China.
An hour later, seven thousand Wu League children gathered and arranged in sixty lines.
Seeing Ye Fan, they were all very strong, like pine trees!
They obviously already knew about the battle on the long street.
Ye Fan is the god of war in their minds, and naturally his eyes are full of worship.
For those born and raised, what is more intuitive than killing three tycoons and two thousand people?
"Young Master Ye, the disciples of the book are basically here!"
Wu Fu stepped forward and spoke to Ye Fan: "Please check!"
Ye Fan's mouth was pursed tightly and he didn't say a word for a long time.
His expression was indescribably cold and hard under the shadow of the light.
His eyes swept through the faces of one person after another as if they were reviewing.
All the Wu League children who were watched by Ye Fan seemed to have been injected with strength and subconsciously straightened their chests.
They all hope that they can be looked up to by the Young Master of the God of War.
This will be their lifelong honor.
"Today, I call everyone, and there are only three things, that is, revenge, revenge!"
Ye Fan took a step forward and shouted:
"Avenge your life-long revenge for Elder Yuan and I!"
"Avenge the respected President Wu."
"Avenge the thirty-six brothers who died in battle!"
It is as powerful as a rainbow.
"Take revenge, take revenge!"
All the children of Wumeng straightened their chests and roared angrily.
"The harm suffered by the children of the Wu League is equivalent to the harm caused by me, Ye Fan."
Ye Fan raised his arms and shouted: "The presidential brothers you lost are equivalent to my Ye Fan losing the presidential brothers."
"If you kill my children from the Martial Alliance, I, Ye Fan, will definitely kill you."
The voice was majestic and tough, as if it was a verdict.
"Kill it! Kill it! Kill it!"
The children of the Wumeng clan looked at Ye Fan, both admiring and awe.
This young master with a straight figure, like a blade in ice water, made them sincerely admire him.
Montay wolf and snake beauty also have different expressions.
But in everyone's eyes, there is a kind of intense emotion that is boiling with passion.
They began to envy Xiong Tiantu, who could fight side by side with Ye Fan.
"I want to kill the three tycoons, I want the three tycoons to stop existing, and I want West China to change hands again."
Ye Fan flashed a knife and roared angrily: "Who of you wants to live and die with me?"
"I do! I do!"
The Seven Thousand Martial Arts League children took a step forward under the leadership of Yuan Qingyi.
They responded to Ye Fan like a mountain wind roaring.
Ye Fan raised his sword high: "There is only one mission tonight!"
"That is to kill all Nangong and all Ouyang!"
Seven thousand people shouted again: "Kill all Nangong! Kill all Ouyang!"
Morale is high, and even a landslide cannot be submerged!
Ye Fan raised his sword and slashed at the air: "Kill!"
Seven thousand people dispersed instantly, and murderous intent swept across West China...