Seeing the visitor, Song Hanxie completely changed her face.
Tang Ruoxue and Song Hongyan couldn't help but be shocked, and did not expect Zhu Changsheng to support Ye Fan.
This is the core nephew of Zhu's family's roots and red Miaozheng.
"I don't know if I, Zhu Changsheng, have enough to take a face? Is it enough to slap you in the face?"
Zhu Changsheng walked to Song Hanxiu, slapped Song Hanxiu directly to the ground with a backhand.
Dozens of uniformed men subconsciously shouted: "Captain Song!"
"team leader?"
Zhu Changsheng said lightly: "It used to be, but now, she is not."
In a simple sentence, he ended Song Hanshu's career.
Song Hanxi, who struggled to get up, had a pale face as paper. He knew that he was finished and had a bright future, and the status of the Song family was gone.
But she didn't dare to be angry at all. The other party was on par with Song Wansan and had a higher status than his father. How could she have the ability to get angry?
She couldn't help but yell: "Mr. Zhu, look at my grandfather's sake, give me a chance!"
"If you offended me, Zhu Changsheng or the Zhu family, then I will definitely give your grandpa a face."
Zhu Changsheng directly pointed out:
"But you are sorry for offending Ye Fan. Don't talk about you, your father and grandpa, you have no face in me."
Tang Ruoxue and Song Hongyan looked at Ye Fan again, with deep doubts in their eyes. I wonder how Ye Fan can obtain Zhu Changsheng’s support?
They suspected that Ye Fan and Zhu Jing'er had a relationship, so Zhu Changsheng protected Ye Fan so much.
Ye Fan looked calm, but his eyes floated around.
Song sat shyly and struggled:
"Mr. Zhu, I was just ordered to arrest Ye Fan. He hurt someone yesterday."
"A lot of things happened in Nanling, I don't care about them, or I can catch them, but it doesn't mean I don't know."
Zhu Changsheng's tone was indifferent:
"If you ask Ye Fan to injure Zhao Gaishi, then I will ask about your pursuit of Song Hongyan."
"So you must think clearly about the official language, rules, or strength."
"Don't cause big trouble to yourself, to your dad."
Faced with Zhu Changsheng's unceremonious blow, Song Hanshu lowered his head and did not speak again.
Then, she bit her teeth and ordered: "Go!"
She and her men were about to leave, and Ye Fan stepped forward casually:
"Who told you to leave like this?"
Song Han turned his head and stared at Ye Fan and shouted: "Ye Fan, don't be too arrogant."
"Smack--"
Ye Fan did not talk nonsense, and shot directly, and shot his forehead left and right, slapped Song Hanxi four times in the face.
"You slapped Song Hongyan twice, how could I not get it back?"
Then, he kicked Song Hanxie out again.
Song Hongyan grabbed Ye Fan: "Ye Fan, enough, don't beat him again."
She was worried that Ye Fan would beat Song Hanxi to death, which would cause Ye Fan a lot of trouble.
Song Han was extremely embarrassed and angry, and struggled to get up:
"Ye Fan, you are a villain, relying on Mr. Zhu and Tang Ruoxue to pretend to be a tiger's power."
The subordinates were also full of righteous indignation and regarded Ye Fan as a waste who bullied others with power.
"Don't you blush when you say this?"
"Aren't you also clamoring for the Song family and a few guns? Without these things, a passerby can hammer you to death."
Ye Fan said without comment: "And Mr. Zhu is not supporting me, on the contrary, he saved your life."
Song Han shyly covered his pretty face and shouted coldly: "Can you challenge thirty-six guns?"
She didn't believe that in the face of thirty-six guns, without Zhu Changsheng and Tang Ruoxue, could Ye Fan take advantage?
"Ba"
Ye Fan snapped his fingers gently.
As soon as he snapped his fingers, the doors on both sides of the corridor instantly opened, and crossbow arrows poked out, and a flash of sword lights.
Dozens of uniformed men were hit by daggers before they could react.
The movements were fast and accurate, and I didn't give them any phones to return them.
Song Hanxi, who was retreating rapidly, also stopped moving, and a black sword pressed against her throat.
It's cold and cold.
When Song Hansui saw their outfit, he shouted in surprise and angrily: "Martial Alliance? Ye Fan, did you also invite the Wumeng to be a thug?"
"Break all one hand and throw it out."
Ye Fan did not talk nonsense, waved his fingers lightly, and closed the door with his backhand.
A scream suddenly sounded in the corridor.
Tang Ruoxue's eyelids twitched, and Ye Fan's cruelty made her a little confused. She was the man who could not fight back when washing clothes and cooking.
Zhu Changsheng looked at Ye Fan with admiration: "President Ye is indeed a capable person. Not only has he integrated the Nanling Martial Alliance, but his combat effectiveness has also increased dramatically."
There is no doubt that he has already found out about Ye Fan becoming the president.