Chapter 3137: Tear off the mask of the Three Kingdoms of Tang Dynasty
"It's a rare gathering. You don't worry about my illness, so you sit down and drink a glass of tofu together."
Tang Sanguo came over and greeted the two of them, with indescribable enthusiasm and gentleness on his face:
"No matter how many interests are in conflict in the past, or whether they will face each other in the future, they can still live in peace at this moment."
"It's better to have a strong wind and rain than to have a big wine and a big meal."
"How about it, try this Huadiao wine?"
"And the tofu I made myself?"
"A piece of lettuce, wrap a piece of hot tofu, and add a spoonful of chili sauce, which is cold on the outside and hot on the inside, as well as sweet and bitter on the inside."
He smiled softly: "I am worthy of the rain today, this gathering."
Wang Hongtu smiled faintly and swept over the opening of the red stove:
"Mr. Tang, although you are very down and out now, I have to say that you are indeed a genius."
"The hot pot technology is first-class, the wine cooking technology is first-class, and even the sewer technology is first-class."
"There were heavy rains in the past two days and the subway was flooded, but the infectious disease hospital you designed back then did not see any water accumulation."
He gave a thumbs up and praised: "Conscience sewer."
Tang Sanguo did not have pride on his face, but instead waved his hand and smiled bitterly:
"A hero doesn't mention his courage, no matter how brilliant he used to be, he will be the past."
"Now I am a sinner, a sinner waiting to die."
"Stop talking about those, come and have a drink."
Tang Sanguo poured himself a lot of flowers and then smiled at Ye Fan and Wang Hongtu and said, "Did you do it?"
Wang Hongtu glanced at Tang Sanguo, who was full of wrinkles, and his two injured hands wrapped in gauze.
He refused the reunion without hesitation:
"Your father-in-law and son-in-law should reminisce about the past."
"I, an outsider, don't be a light bulb, and I'll practice arrows later."
"Don't worry, I have deployed heavy troops nearby. Just shout if there is any danger."
"I'll leave first."
After saying that, Wang Hongtu was about to leave the yard with his body.
Ye Fan picked up the wine glass and drank it clean, and then spoke meaningfully to Tang Sanguo:
"Old Tang, I have said what I should say today, I have already drunk the wine I should drink, and I should go back."
"You can enjoy this sumptuous dinner alone, and think about the three Ruoxue sisters."
"Mr. Wang, wait for me and I will leave with you."
Ye Fan turned around and walked towards the door with a calm smile, but took two or three steps and suddenly ejaculated back.
He grabbed Tang Sanguo's wrinkled face and pulled it.
With a 'sharp', a simulated mask instantly fell into Ye Fan's hand.
As soon as the mask was torn, a face suddenly appeared.
"Ye Fan, what are you doing?"
Seeing Ye Fan suddenly attacking without warning, Tang Sanguo did not react much, and Wang Hongtu's face changed drastically.
He thought Ye Fan wanted to kill Tang Sanguo to vent his anger on Zhao Mingyue.
He immediately blocked Tang Sanguo and pushed Ye Fan with one hand.
A huge momentum poured over.
Ye Fan, who was holding the mask, had no time to think too much, and roared and blocked his arms.
With a bang, my palms and arms were touching.
With a loud bang, Ye Fan shook twice and stood still.
However, Wang Hongtu took three steps back and stepped on the wall to stabilize his body.
"Protect Mr. Wang!"
Before Ye Fan could explain, a delicate shout came from the door.
The next second, six men in uniform rushed in from outside the door, holding a dagger in their hands and stabbed Ye Fan.
The sword light is sharp.
Ye Fan held Tang Sanguo's mask and lowered his head, rushed towards the cold light made of the dagger.
"flutter!"
Three sword tips wiped Ye Fan's clothes, and a breath of anxiety came out.
In Wang Hongtu's cold gaze, Ye Fan was swaying randomly and swaying violently like a willow branch in the wind.
Swish, swish, and the sword light shattered the void.
But in less than ten seconds, the sound of the cold knife breaking and the wind stopped abruptly.
During this process, Ye Fan held the mask in his hand tightly and did not fight head-on with the man in uniform.
The six men in uniform holding daggers all shook and fell into a pool of blood, groaning and feeling extremely sad.
Some had a blood hole in their shoulders, while others had a stab in their thighs.
More often than not, a miserable knife mark appeared on the chest and abdomen.
Not deep, but it is enough to make them lose their ability to fight again.
"die--"
Only six men in uniform fell down, but the battle did not stop.
The crisp and delicate shout just now sounded again, and then a woman in yellow rushed in like a phantom.
There was still a strong yellow smoke on her body.
The moment the smoke sprayed on Ye Fan, she burst into tears at Ye Fan like a cheetah.
The flying yellow smoke is not only her weapon, but also the best cover for her attack.
The room was filled with yellow smoke, and the woman in yellow lost her trace.
The next second, she flashed out from Ye Fan.
She punched her.
"A little trick!"
Ye Fan didn't raise his eyelids and even punched him.
"Bang!"
Two punches collided!
Huang Yan twisted in his fist.
The woman in yellow fell straight and flew out, hitting the railing at the door and falling down.
A mouthful of blood spurted out of her mouth!
Lost!
Lost!
This was her idea of falling to the ground, and she lost in one move!
"No harm to Yuanshi."
Seeing the woman in yellow fall to the ground, Wang Hongtu's face turned cold.
He rushed to Ye Fan, bounced high, and swept his legs out with a rotating.
Ye Fan punched Wang Hongtu's leg with a backhand.
The fist swung through the air, and a hint of slashing through the air.
"Bang!"
The fists and feet collided, making a dull sound, and Wang Hongtu staggered and took three steps back in a row.
He felt that the force of his attack was hit by a car just now.
The domineering power shocked his whole leg numb.
Wang Hongtu rarely felt a little moved, then his left foot paused and his body pounced out again.
His right leg flew.
Thirty-six legs were covered with shadows on Ye Fan.
Ye Fan remained calm, took a step back, and then pushed his knees.
With a loud bang, Ye Fan pushed Wang Hongtu's right leg open.
The shadows of the legs in the sky instantly dissipated.
Wang Hongtu retreated back to Tang Sanguo again.
His face was ugly.
However, he did not attack again, but stared at Ye Fan and shouted:
"Doctor Ye, what are you going to do?"
"This is Jinyi Pavilion, not Huayi Sect, nor Ye Tang. You can't tolerate you to go wild, let alone kill people."
"Even if Tang Sanguo has a deep hatred with you and Zhao Mingyue, you are not qualified to kill him now."
"Because he is already a prisoner in Jinyi Pavilion."
"Only Jinyi Pavilion can determine his life and death, and no one else, including Ye Tang, can ask him to die without authorization."
"If you insist on killing someone, don't blame me for not giving your father and others face."
As he drank this sentence, the woman in yellow and six men in uniform left the house.
At the same time, a dense sound of footsteps sounded at the door.
Dozens of uniforms surrounded the yard with live ammunition.
Under the loquat tree, there were also a few old men in gray who were invisible to see their depth.
They locked Ye Fan tightly from different directions.
The whole house instantly looked like an ice cave.
"Mr. Wang, I didn't want to kill anyone. I just revealed the true face of Tang Sanguo!"
Ye Fan did not take action again, but pointed at Tang Sanguo with a mask: