There were countless sounds of metal coming out of sheath, and it sounded in the top floor, full of sternness.
Miao Fenglang, Atagu and Zhuo Yiyi instantly surrounded Ye Fan.
They turned into a font shape to protect Ye Fan by their side.
More than a dozen martial arts experts also emerged from both sides of the building.
The sharp blade was never pulled out, but the right hand was firmly resting on the hilt of the knife.
The eyes are full of time.
The Wang family and the Zheng family elite drew their weapons and pointed at the woman.
Although the children of the Wu League who guarded the stairs were not strong, they were also carefully selected by Zhuo Yiyi.
The woman silently knocked them down and appeared on the top floor, indicating the woman's extraordinary realm.
Ye Fan glanced at the woman, drank tea without making any sound.
But I smiled faintly in my heart: It’s finally here!
Facing Ye Fan's side, there were many powerful soldiers and strong horses, but there was no strangeness or fear on the woman's face.
On the contrary, she walked slowly towards Ye Fan.
But there was a sense of indifference all over his body, a sense of indifference that looked at everyone as nothing.
"Who are you?"
Zheng Junqing slapped the table and shouted, "Who gave you the courage to come here to play wild?"
The woman turned her head slightly and looked at Zheng Junqing and others, but there was still no expression on her face.
But those eyes looked at everyone as cold as looking at a group of dead people, and then she showed a hint of disdain.
Her eyes were fixed on Ye Fan at the core position and spoke:
"You guys plotted against Li Taibai and kidnapped Young Master Shen?"
There were many people in the audience, but Ye Fan was undoubtedly the most beautiful boy.
"Shen's Yinpo?"
Ye Fan responded casually: "You finally came, but I know that I have been waiting for you for a day and a night."
When the other party showed up and called out Yin Po, the relevant information immediately emerged in Ye Fan's mind.
Yin Po is Shen Qiye's most trusted right-hand man. His status and skills are higher than those of Beibao and others, and he is comparable to the sword god Li Taibai.
And she is also a master who is good at using poison.
She has had seven battles to kill enemy generals and destroy three thousand enemy soldiers.
So she has a unique position in the Shen family.
This also made Ye Fan feel a little excited.
He likes the enemy's tactics the most, so that he can get a few more chips at the lowest price.
"Wait for me a day and a night?"
Yin Po was as comfortable as a spring breeze, and a domineering aura emerged from the air.
Her eyes were coldly fixed on Ye Fan's face, and she smiled and said without a smile:
"It seems that you really kidnapped Mr. Shen, it's very good, it's very good."
"I like to see a young man like you, who is young and frivolous, ignorant, and have no ability but feel that he is the best in the world."
"It's much more interesting 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 first, and then step on you into hell with one kick."
"That's how you live a life worse than death, and you understand how many disasters you have caused."
"I can only make the frightened Young Master Shen happy."
"There is another reason, that is, I have cut down many bigwigs from the World Chamber of Commerce and give you a meeting gift for me."
"A president of the Martial Alliance, a governor, a commander of a private soldier, three giants, plus thirty-six ironwood backbone heads."
"Thirty-nine lives, this is the price you paid to kidnap Mr. Shen."
"How is it? Are you surprised? Are you happy? Do you know how much trouble you have caused?"
Yin Po's laughter was as gloomy as hell, making people feel chilled.
Zheng Junqing and Wang Qingwu couldn't help but smile, but soon held it tightly.
Ye Fan said generously: "To be honest, I was very surprised and happy, but I really don't know how great the disaster is."
"It seems that he is really a young and frivolous young man."
When Yin Po saw Ye Fan's unafraid look, he had a hint of contempt in his eyes:
"Forget it, I won't talk nonsense to you. I'll hand over Young Master Chen, Li Taibai and the others, and then go to the Shen family with me."
"I can give you a chance to survive for the moment."
She wanted to keep Ye Fan to deal with Chen Changfeng: "Otherwise, you will all die today."
Ye Fan smiled: "No one, it's even more impossible to go to the Shen family."
"I can give Chen Qiye a chance to come to Wucheng to pay my respects."
"Why would Yin Po call him and say you have been taken down too. Do you need Chen Qiye to come over and have a talk?"
Ye Fan was playing with the teacup in his hand and looked at Yin Po with interest.
Yin Po laughed angrily when she heard this, and pointed at Ye Fan and shouted:
"Boy, do you know that you are so arrogant?"
"Okay, if you don't cherish the opportunity I gave you, don't blame me for being too bloodthirsty."
When entering the top floor, Yin Po had already poisoned quietly.
A large bunch of colorless and odorless poisonous powder had already covered the entire top floor with the wind.
In Yin Po's perception, Ye Fan and the others are now poisoned and slaughtered.
So Yin Po raised her hand with great enthusiasm: "Down!"
But whether it is the Wang Zheng Gunner or the Martial Alliance master, there is no reaction at all.
Ye Fan whispered: "Do you want to pour me tea or wine?"
Yin Po looked ugly, and she stretched out her hand again and pressed her down suddenly:
"fall!"
Another large amount of poisonous powder blew out in the wind.
But Ye Fan and the others still didn't move.
Seeing this scene, Yin Po's face changed slightly, and he knew that Ye Fan's camp also had poison masters.
She stared at Ye Fan and sneered: "Boy, you're a little good at it. No wonder you dare to move Mr. Chen."
Ye Fan leaned on the chair and chuckled, "You can't do it."
When the last word was dropped, Ye Fan waved his finger lightly.
Twenty Wang and Zheng gunmen pulled the trigger without mercy:
"Bang bang bang!"
The warhead poured over like rain.
Cold and powerful, leaving no blind spots, flowing with a surging breath of death.
Only eight meters apart, the warhead is terrifying and the power attached to it is even more amazing.
No one can imagine that someone could escape such a intensive and sudden attack.
Both Zheng Junqing and Wang Qingwu felt that Yin Po would be seriously injured even if he did not die.
But Yin Po didn't hide at all.
When the bullet poured over, she suddenly turned her robe.
This time, not only wrapped the body and head in, but also wrapped the pouring bullet in.
Yin Po danced gracefully, and her black robe flew over, blocking her murderous intent and swallowing the bullet.
All the warheads hitting Yinpo were like stones sinking into the sea, one after another, disappeared.
Then, the bullet fell from the hem of the black robe, rolling on the ground and turning in a circle.
This scene made Zheng Junqing and Wang Qingwu and the others stunned. They had never seen such a strange method of blocking the warhead.
Ye Fan has experienced the baptism of the high-tech weapons of the Bru family, and he is still acceptable to this scene in front of him.
But he still lamented the power of Inpo.
It’s nothing that a black robe can defend against a warhead, but it’s a bit terrifying to be able to rotate the body to dissolve the warhead’s power and let the warhead slide down.
Twenty gunmen of Wang Zheng were also in a trance, but they didn't expect that there would be a bullet that could not be killed.
As the thoughts turned, their guns were gone.
When they were busy changing the magazine, Yin Po already roared:
"It's my turn!"
The next second, she suddenly lifted her black robe.
"Smack!"
All dozens of warheads wrapped around reflected back.
Dangdang hits Wang Zheng's gunman's bulletproof vest and lifts them out.
The man is overturned and the horse is over, and there is chaos.