Seeing President Jiang grabbing his back, Ye Fan's face changed slightly and he turned around.
Almost as soon as he moved away from the bed, Chairman Jiang's fingers grabbed him.
Fierce and fiery.
Yuan Qingyi saw this scene and subconsciously exclaimed: "Ah——"
Obviously she did not expect that Chairman Jiang, who was in a deep coma, would sit up and attack people.
"Madam, be careful!"
Before Yuan Qingyi could scream in surprise, Ye Fan grabbed her and retreated.
"boom--"
Almost at the same moment, President Jiang jumped up from the bed and stepped heavily on the place where Yuan Qingyi had stood.
With a click, the mahogany floor instantly shattered.
Many fragments hit President Jiang's calf, but he didn't feel it at all, as if he had completely lost his sense of pain.
Ye Fan focused his gaze on President Jiang.
His eyes turned from empty to fiery red, and his muscles seemed to be stimulated, swelling like a toad.
It felt more like a foreign body rising and falling on my back.
Of course, what made Ye Fan squint his eyes the most was that President Jiang's coldness turned into hotness.
The whole body is radiating heat waves from the flames, making people feel suffocated inexplicably.
Then Ye Fan felt a familiar feeling, as if he had experienced this kind of heat somewhere.
Yuan Qingyi pulled Ye Fan and asked anxiously: "Ye Fan, what's wrong with him?"
"President Jiang is afraid that he has been poisoned by some kind of poison!"
"This poison caused him to lose his mind, control his body, move quickly, and have incomparable strength."
Ye Fan made a judgment: "Kill anyone you see."
He guessed that Miao Jinge was probably responsible.
Poison?
Yuan Qingyi exclaimed again when he heard this: "Ah——"
Hearing Yuan Qingyi's scream, President Jiang suddenly ran away and grabbed Yuan Qingyi's neck with his claws.
"boom!"
Ye Fan raised his right hand and blocked President Jiang's wrist.
This collision caused President Jiang to take three steps back.
Ye Fan also felt a little bit more pain. It was not that President Jiang had amazing strength, but that the other party's body was too hot.
When he touched it just now, Ye Fan seemed to have touched a boiling hot pot.
But he was not too shocked and took out a silver needle and stabbed President Jiang's body.
At the same time, he shouted to Yuan Qingyi and the others:
"Get out! Get out!"
Yuan Qingyi hurriedly retreated with several bodyguards and servants.
"Ding ding ding——"
Facing more than a dozen silver needles stabbing him, President Jiang blocked Ye Fan's attack with both hands.
All the silver needles were pierced into Chairman Chiang's arms.
Ye Fan was about to give the opponent three more injections to stiffen his arm, but he saw President Jiang roaring and clenching his fist.
All the silver needles collapsed and flew out.
President Jiang also took advantage of the situation and made a move.
"Depend on!"
Ye Fan waved his hand to knock off the reflected silver needle, and jumped back vertically to avoid Chairman Jiang's thunderous kick.
President Jiang roared angrily and punched Ye Fan again.
Ye Fan was helpless for a moment and could only quickly exit the door and close the door.
The bedroom was too small to maneuver around, and he couldn't kill President Chiang, so he had to withdraw and make plans.
Just as the door closed, Ye Fan heard another heart-shaking roar.
"boom!"
Just when Ye Fan and Yuan Qingyi met on the first floor, they heard a loud bang from the door, followed by a piece of wood chips flying.
The thick door was torn off abruptly, leaving Ye Fan and the others unable to stop being shocked.
There was a burst of dust, and President Jiang rushed to the second floor railing with a roar, holding up the wooden door weighing several dozen kilograms.
"ah--"
Before Ye Fan and the others could react, President Jiang threw it violently, and the wooden door crashed into the crowd instantly.
Yuan Qingyi wanted to kick him away.
Ye Fan shouted: "Back off!"
He pulled Yuan Qingyi back again.
Yuan's bodyguards and servants also fled.
"boom--"
As soon as he finished speaking, the wooden door made a loud noise and hit the ground where Yuan Qingyi was standing just now. The tiles shattered and the wooden door collapsed.
Yuan Qingyi took a breath of cold air. Fortunately, she didn't confront him head-on. Otherwise, she would have suffered a lot this time.
Just as Ye Fan was secretly exclaiming that this guy's power was terrifying, he saw President Jiang leaping down from the building.
Ye Fan didn't think too much, he kicked a chair, and the chair hit President Jiang with a whoosh.
President Jiang did not dodge and charged with his fist.
"boom!"
There was a crisp sound, and the chair exploded with his punch, falling into pieces and falling to the ground.
However, President Jiang also staggered, half-kneeling on the floor with his center of gravity unsteady.
Yuan Qingyi shouted: "Hold down the president!"
More than a dozen Yuan's bodyguards rushed forward, entangled President Jiang and tried to restrain him, but in the end they were unable to push President Jiang to the ground.
"ah--"
Ye Fan was about to step forward to help, but saw four or five people screaming and letting go of President Jiang.
The palms of each palm turned red and there were many bubbles.
Ye Fan was stunned: "How could this happen?"
"ah--"
The weight on his body was lightened, and President Jiang roared, his arms suddenly lifted, and seven or eight people fell and flew out.
After falling to the ground, everyone was grinning. Either their cheeks were burned or their hands were ulcerated.
"uncle!"
Ye Fan's eyelids jumped: Is this President Jiang the reincarnation of Huo Gourd Baby?
Yuan Qingyi shouted anxiously: "Get the anesthetic gun, get the rope, quickly."
Although she didn't know what was wrong with President Jiang, she knew she had to restrain him at this moment, otherwise something big would happen.
While Yuan's bodyguard was holding a tranquilizer gun and a rope, Ye Fan only saw Chairman Jiang twist his neck.
He stared at Ye Fan murderously.
Want to hunt yourself down?
Ye Fan couldn't stop his heart pounding.
"Whoosh whoosh!"
The next second, President Jiang rushed towards Ye Fan like a mad beast.
"Bang bang bang!"
Ye Fan did not confront him head-on, but relied on his flexibility to move and dodge in a hall of hundreds of square meters.
During this period, he also repeatedly kicked out objects that could be used, forcing President Jiang to charge slowly.
President Jiang became even more angry when he saw that Ye Fan was difficult to capture.
He blasted out his fists one after another, knocking away all the objects he hit.
The originally luxurious hall instantly became unrecognizable. Unfortunately, Ye Fan was too flexible. President Jiang wandered around the room but could not touch Ye Fan.
Yuan Qingyi and the others brought ropes and tranquilizer guns, but Chairman Jiang keenly avoided them.
President Jiang's reaction was outrageous.
"ah--"
President Jiang was even more angry because he could not kill Ye Fan.
After dodging a few cold shots, he suddenly moved his steps, turned around and pounced on a gunman.
Ye Fan shouted sharply: "Be careful."
But it was too late. President Jiang reached out with his right hand and knocked away the tranquilizer gun of one of Yuan's bodyguards. Then he broke all defenses and grabbed the opponent's neck.
His forehead hit the man in black mercilessly in the face.
"Snapped--"
There was a crisp sound, and a mouthful of blood spurted out from Yuan's bodyguard's mouth and nose, and he felt that his head was about to burst.
Several companions used ropes to tie them up, but were pulled away by President Jiang.
Then President Jiang swept away the rope, and five or six people screamed and fell out.
Yuan Qingyi leaped forward and kicked President Jiang on the back, but was knocked away by the latter.
He also reached out and grabbed Yuan Qingyi's neck as he retreated.
"asshole."
Ye Fan's face changed drastically when he saw this, and he sprinted forward.
He punched President Jiang in the back.
"boom!"
Seeing Ye Fan approaching, President Jiang roared and his body spun violently.
A turn.
The reverse elbow forcefully broke through Ye Fan's blockade, and the tip of the elbow mercilessly hit Ye Fan's head.
Yuan Qingyi exclaimed: "Ye Fan, be careful."
Ye Fan narrowed his eyes slightly, raised his palm, and used his palm to block his elbow, blocking President Jiang's back elbow.
Just like this, Ye Fan's eyelids jumped immediately.
It was extremely hot, like burning a fire stick.
Ye Fan could instinctively shrink his hands.
As soon as he shrank, President Jiang pressed forward.
