Faced with Ye Fan's scolding, Zhao Gaishi not only did not stop his movements, but instead sneered and touched Song Hongyan.
At the same time, the muzzle tilted and pointed at the source of Ye Fan's sound.
Dozens of savage men also turned their weapons and looked at the uninvited guests.
"Swoosh--"
There was only a sharp sound, and a figure burst into the air, with a burning smell.
It was the smell of rubbing the soles and ground on the soles.
Song Feiyan's pretty face changed: "Manager Zhao is careful."
After the words came, five or six men in black were knocked out and blood spurted out of their mouths fell out of ten meters.
Ye Fan's speed did not decrease, but his momentum was still rushing towards Zhao Gaishi like a rainbow.
Song Feiyan, who did not see Ye Fan's face clearly, subconsciously stepped forward to block it. However, as soon as she stepped forward, she was knocked away by Ye Fan without any mercy.
The whole person was like a train ramming, with a broken rib and a bloody nose, and his hands and feet swaying to the ground.
Powerful, too powerful.
Song Feiyan was extremely shocked.
She wanted to capture Ye Fan, but saw Ye Fan coming to Zhao Gaishi.
"Bang bang bang--"
Zhao Gaishi calmly pulled the trigger six times, but was dodged by Ye Fan's shadow. When he wanted to pull the seventh shot, there was a terrible wind beside him.
He instinctively swept his arms to block it.
"Click!"
But as soon as his arm was swept over, Ye Fan grabbed it and then folded the joints.
With a loud bang, his arm broke and Zhao Gaishi let out a shrill scream.
"Bang--"
Ye Fan did not stop and threw his backhand and smashed Zhao Gaishi into the crowd that rushed up.
This smash instantly smashed seven or eight people, causing chaos in the besieged team.
Ye Fan took the opportunity to rush up, his fists and feet were like shuttles breaking through waves. Wherever he passed, the waves were swelling, and the crackling sound kept ringing, stimulating the eardrums.
In Mier's shock, Ye Fan passed through the team in a blink of an eye.
More than 30 Zhao Gaishi's thugs all fell to the ground with broken hands and feet.
Blood from the body penetrated into the ground.
It was a myth, a shocking one, a fight against a hundred, but it was not a myth.
After Song Feiyan recognized Ye Fan, she became more afraid than angry and held the gun but did not dare to move around.
Seeing Ye Fan killing all the people, Song Hongyan's eyes were indescribable gentleness. It was her greatest luck to fall in love with this man.
With him there, the sky cannot fall.
"Have I ever said not to touch her?"
After slamming all the thugs, Ye Fan took out a tissue and wiped it gently.
While approaching Zhao Gaishi, he spoke casually: "Have you ever said it?"
"Boy, do you know who I am?"
"I am Zhao Gaishi, the manager of the Song family."
Zhao Gaishi's mouth was touched, but he still held his face:
"If you touch me, you will touch the Song family. Can you afford the consequences?"
Ye Fan ignored it, picked up a dagger, and continued to move forward.
The dagger is sharp and stimulates people's eyes.
Zhao Gaishi covered his broken hand and roared:
"Song Hongyan is afraid of me. If you don't have a background and have a deep identity, it's best not to wade into muddy waters."
"Now, fists are no longer popular. If you touch me, the police will arrest you with just one call."
"Even if you compete in force, the Song family has thousands of elite soldiers, mercenaries, and even masters of the Xuan Realm, which are enough to crush you for a hundred times."
"Young man, you are still young and have a bright future. Don't force yourself to do something wrong. Get out of here now, I think nothing happened."
"Otherwise, I'll be angry."
Zhao Gaishi retreated to the white Hummer and had no way out. The anxiety on his face and sweat on his forehead no longer showed off his initial power.
Ye Fan's strength made him very uncomfortable and made him indescribable.
Ye Fan did not stop at all, and looked at Zhao Gaishi and said lightly: "Have I told you not to touch Hongyan?"
"Ye Fan, he is Manager Zhao and the celebrity of Master Song."
Song Feiyan couldn't help but shout, "If you touch him, the consequences will be very serious."
"laugh--"
However, as soon as Song Feiyan finished speaking, half of the dagger shot out from Ye Fan's hand and directly penetrated Song Feiyan's eyebrows.
Song Feiyan's hideous warning expression had not yet bloomed, but she lost her vitality on the spot.
His eyes were full of disbelief. He pointed at Ye Fan with his fingers, fell down vertically, and died on the spot.
Zhao Gaishi's face changed drastically. He never expected that Ye Fan would kill Song Feiyan like this.
Mier also had a similar shock expression, and then she felt refreshed.
However, Song Hongyan and Song Dazhong knew Ye Fan's ruthless methods.
"Go to die!"
Seeing Song Feiyan die tragically in front of him, Zhao Gaishi, who was anxious to jump over the wall, roared angrily, took out a gun and pointed it at Ye Fan with his backhand.
Trigger pull.
Ye Fan's head was slightly tilted.
"Bang--"
Bullets flew past Ye Fan's ear.
"ah--"
Seeing that Ye Fan could avoid this, Zhao Gaishi's head turned pale. When he wanted to shoot again, he saw that a knife had fallen.
A stream of blood burst out, and Zhao Gaishi let out a shrill scream.