If it weren't for venting the anger of Tang Ruoxue and Tang Qiqi, he wouldn't bother to remind Tang Xifeng that there was something wrong with the crutch.
As for the outcome in the future, Ye Fan was even less interested.
He called a car back to Jinzhilin, and during this period he received a message from Tang Ruoxue and Tang Qiqi.
Tang Qiqi praised him for doing a beautiful job, while Tang Ruoxue was concerned about his emotions. Ye Fan smiled and replied a few words, telling him that he didn't take it to heart.
When the car passed by Baishizhou, Ye Fan had a whim and asked the driver to stop the car. After paying the fare, he walked towards Su Xier's rental house.
It was still the dark alley, but just as Ye Fan was about to step in, a white-haired old man fell next to him with a pounce.
He covered his stomach and groaned, sweating profusely, and looked very painful.
This location is already sparsely crowded. Occasionally, a few passers-by will run away as soon as possible when they see the elderly falling down to avoid causing trouble.
Ye Fan frowned slightly and stepped forward to support the old man: "Uncle, what's wrong with you?"
"Swoosh--"
Before he finished speaking, Ye Fan's eyelids twitched and his whole body instantly bounced back.
Almost at the same time, the old man's eyes were filled with brilliance, and a dagger slashed across the place.
Ye Fan's clothes made a crack.
The skin also felt a chill.
If you are one second later, you will probably be broken.
"Swoosh!"
Before the attack hit, the old man jumped up from the ground and flew out like a bird!
It was a snake-headed dagger, a sharp and cold snake-headed dagger!
The sword light was like a rainbow, and it hit Ye Fan's throat.
This blow was like the last desperate bet of a red-eyed gambler, and he had bet all his wealth and life.
This blow gives people an illusion that either the other party’s life or his own life, or both of them will die!
The knife approached the door, and the murderous aura blew his hair, illuminating Ye Fan's eyes.
Why are there killers here?
Ye Fan was shocked and moved his steps.
Willow steps in the wind.
"Swoosh--"
A thorn fell to nothing.
The old man waved his backhand.
Ye Fan avoided again.
"Swoosh swish swish--"
The old man shouted loudly, and the dagger stabbed thirteen times, and the knife was fierce, trying to stab Ye Fan to death on the spot.
But Ye Fan swung left and right, seemingly unable to do anything, but every time he happened to avoid the opponent's killing move.
This old guy is very powerful, and Ye Fan is ready to use his energy to fight back.
"Swoosh!"
At this moment, a gray shadow shot over, kicked against the wall, soared into the sky, and then dived towards the old man with the bounced force.
The sword borrows power.
"Swoosh!"
A black light, accompanied by a harsh sword roar, pierced the old man's throat.
A sword in the air.
The old man's expression changed slightly, he kept pressing Ye Fan's attacking legs and began to move backwards.
The dagger followed the defense.
"Bang!"
The black light fell from the sky with a tremendous fighting spirit and stabbed the old man's dagger with all his strength.
"when!"
The old man who was calm before felt a shock all over, and his feet shattered the ground under this attack.
Dugu Shang also bounced out.
His breathing was two minutes thicker, and his mouth and joints were also painful, as if he was about to fall apart.
But he quickly stabilized himself, and his rolling qi and blood slowly fell back with his breathing regulation.
"Swoosh--"
Before Dugu Shang could attack again, the old man moved his foot and his body floated out more than ten meters in an instant.
After a few ups and downs, his figure became blurred.
Just a very indifferent voice came over.
"Ye Fan, no wonder he could kill my son!"
"So you and Dugu Shang are both masters of the Xuan Realm."
"You guys wait, today is just the beginning"
When the last word was dropped, the old man rushed into the street and disappeared into the vast sea of people
Ye Fan's expression turned cold: "Jiang Hualong?"
He was surprised by the other party's identity, and he did not expect that Jiang Hualong would use assassination as a dirty trick, or pretend to be an old man and fall down.
Dugu Shang was about to pursue him, and Ye Fan reached out to stop him:
"Don't go, you can't catch up, and you can't beat him even if you catch up."
Judging from the strength Jiang Hualong just showed, unless Ye Fan and Dugu Shang join forces together, it will be difficult to kill Jiang Hualong.
He regretted it a little. If he had known that the old man was Jiang Hualong, he would have taken action together just now.
Dugu Shang's eyes remained indifferent: "I can change him."
For Ye Fan's safety, he didn't care about his death together.
"Don't say such stupid things."
Ye Fan reached out to take Dugu Shang's pulse and found that nothing serious was wrong:
"In my eyes, ten Jianghualongs are not as good as you."
"You have a rest first and ask Liu Fugui to drive over. I will take Su Xier back to Jinzhilin later."
Jiang Hualong was watching this place. Ye Fan didn't want Su Xier to be a bargaining chip, so he decided to take her to move in advance.
Dugu Shang turned around and did things.
"call--"
Ye Fan touched his chest that was almost cut open, went to the opposite side to buy two cups of milk tea, and walked towards Su Xier's rental house while drinking.