The tea was instantly splashed all over the floor.
"Ye Aniu, shut up!"
"What kind of nonsense story are you talking about?"
"Let me tell you, I, Tiemu Wuyue, am not a three-year-old child, and I will not be distracted by your nonsense."
"I will not doubt my adoptive father's love and respect for me because of the story you arranged."
Temu Wuyue's voice was extremely sharp: "I will not let you instigate discord."
There was no emotion on Ye Fan's face, and he calmly responded to Temu Wuyue: "I didn't say you were the little girl from the golden family."
"I'm just retelling the story that Xiong Tianjun once told you."
"Believe it or not, it doesn't matter to me. I won't give up on killing you just because of your identity."
Ye Fan is indeed making up stories.
She combined the stories of Xiao Qi and Zhao Tianbao, and then told them in conjunction with Temu Cihua's behavior and Temu Wuyue's identity as an orphan.
As long as a fabricated story leaves a trace in Tiemu Wuyue's heart, it will be successful for Ye Fan.
I am suspicious of this thing, or it does not exist. Once it grows, it will be difficult to stop it. Even if it is pulled out, there will be scars.
Temu Wuyue regained her composure, stared at Ye Fan sharply and said, "Xiong Tianjun told you?"
"You still said that you are not a miracle doctor?"
She sneered: "If you weren't Mark, how could you know Xiong Tianjun?"
Faced with Tiemu Wuyue's straightforward inquiry, Ye Fan smiled noncommittally: "If I were Ye Fan and Xiong Tianjun's enemy, how could he tell me the story?
How could you tell me the location of this camp?"
"I am Ye Aniu. The Tulong Palace once wanted me to infiltrate the top management of the Tianxia Chamber of Commerce and work as an undercover agent."
"It's just that it's not easy to infiltrate the Tianxia Chamber of Commerce directly, because they are all your acquaintances."
"So after spending a lot of manpower and material resources, Tulong Palace targeted Xiong Tianjun, a person who has close ties with the World Chamber of Commerce."
"In the end, I tried my best to become friends with Xiong Tianjun."
"After I helped him a few times, he became a life-and-death brother with me, so he told me the little girl's story and the Avengers camp."
"He also said that in addition to the Avengers, this camp will also cultivate a group of elements hostile to China every year, which are cannon fodder."
"They will be named Ant Club or Sweet Potato Club by you."
"It's a pity that Xiong Tianjun died too early, otherwise I could have asked more questions."
"Brother Tianjun, it's a pity, it's a pity."
Ye Fan threw out the information dug out of Lin Zhaojun's mouth, confusing the sight and temptation of Temu Wuyue and others.
Tiemu Wuyue's eyes condensed coldly, Ye Fan knew so many secrets, it seemed that Xiong Tianjun really told him a lot.
This also meant that Ye Fan's story just now... She trembled in her heart, and then quickly suppressed it to prevent herself from having unnecessary thoughts.
"Ye Fan, stop talking so much."
"Whether you are trying to sow discord or it is really the story Xiong Tianjun told you, I will fight you tonight."
"If you don't die, I will accompany you over wine and talk to Sangma!"
Temu Wuyue shouted: "Kill Ye Fan!"
Where there is beauty, there is always a difference between the superior and the inferior.
"Whoosh whoosh!"
Almost as soon as Temu Wuyue finished speaking, the enemies in front and behind raised their swords and guns towards Ye Fan.
The outer guards, inner guards, instructors and students launched a crazy attack on Ye Fan.
There were more than 300 camp guards holding shields to resist Axiu and the Shenlong disciples.
The second before their guns locked onto him, Ye Fan suddenly jumped up, like a sharp arrow rushing in the direction of Temu Wuyue.
He was so fast that he almost pulled out numerous phantoms.
In the eyes of many people, Ye Fan is like a shooting star, with a long tail flame, quickly passing through the team.
There were more than a thousand people attacking Ye Fan in front of and behind him, but he was not afraid at all and still charged without hesitation.
One person, crashing into the entire torrent of steel! "Click, click, click -" Countless chambers of commerce around the world pulled the trigger, and the warhead enveloped the charging Ye Fan.
Several Gatlings were also protruded from high places, trying to block Ye Fan's route.
In front of Temu Wuyue, there were two rows of two-meter-high thick shields protecting him.
"Swish, swish -" Ye Fan seemed to have anticipated the opponent's shooting, and his whole body moved sideways in an instant.
Almost all of the bullets poured in missed, leaving craters on the ground.
More than a dozen projectiles were shot out, killing the companions who were pressing behind him to the ground.
This allows the enemies flanking from behind to slightly buffer their front steps.
One blow missed, and the enemy in front quickly deflected the gun.
The muzzle of the gun poured out countless bullets again.
Ye Fan suddenly spun around and stuck to the ground like a piece of paper, then spun up lightly.
With a bang, Ye Fan was as fast as a meteor and crashed into the group of Ironwood warriors.
"Whoosh——" The sword flashed, and the bodies of more than a dozen enemies holding guns shook and broke into two pieces with a click.
"Pounce--" The enemy fell down tragically, but blood sprayed out, blinding the eyes of the surrounding companions.
Whoosh whoosh, several blades of light flashed by, and the heads of more than twenty ironwood elites flew, shooting behind like cannonballs.
More than a dozen companions were hit, covered in blood, and too frightened to react.
When they regained their composure, Ye Fan came over and killed them with his sword.
The woman in black shouted sharply: "No close combat, no close combat."
"Kill directly, don't be afraid of accidentally hurting your own people -" But her warning had no effect at all, Ye Fan had already broken into the middle of the crowd.
The sword flashed brightly.
In the sharp and dazzling sword light, the iron wood elites fell down one after another like waves of wheat blown by the wind.
They are all missing their bodies and their heads.
The elite Tiemu behind wanted to shoot, but there was no chance.
Many people were chopped to the ground by Ye Fan before they could take aim.
"Get behind the shield and shoot."
The woman in black issued another command: "Back off."
Countless enemies retreated after hearing this, hoping to distance themselves from Ye Fan and counterattack.
But Ye Fan didn't give them a chance, and followed them like a shadow, step by step, knife after knife.
The sword light of Pi Lian spans the sky, tearing the air and tearing apart the life.
Countless Ironwood elites fell on the way back.
Their evacuation speed was never as fast as Ye Fan's advancement, let alone the killing intent pouring down from the sword.
In the blink of an eye, more than two hundred ironwood elites fell under Ye Fan's sword.
In front of the shield, there were stumps of limbs and broken arms, as well as dazzling blood.
What makes people feel even more ridiculous is that hundreds of enemies with guns and live ammunition were suppressed by a man with a knife.
"Tap tap tap!"
Ye Fan didn't stop and kicked a shield.
When the shield shattered and the enemy screamed, Ye Fan ejected again.
He avoided the incoming crossbow arrows and bullets and rushed towards Temu Wuyue on the balcony at extremely high speed.
"Whoosh whoosh!"
When the woman in black saw Ye Fan rushing towards him, she immediately raised her left hand and shot six crossbow arrows without mercy.
Just as Ye Fan waved his hand to cut down the crossbow arrow, another marble table smashed over.
Ye Fan reached out and slapped the marble table to the ground.
But he also landed on the first floor of the headquarters.
Dozens of enemies swarmed behind him, carrying shields and surrounding Ye Fan.
Ye Fan fought back and rushed into the headquarters.
"Whoosh!"
At this time, Temu Wuyue took the elevator and fell from the second floor to the first floor.
The specially-made elevator is not only impregnable, but can also see the lobby through surveillance.
Tiemu Wuyue was accompanied by a woman in black, an old man in gold, and a disfigured woman.
She smiled at Ye Fan on the screen through the intercom: "Master Ye, I will make tea tonight and listen to your stories again, just to let you, Master Ye, fight to reach this headquarters."
"If I let you come closer, you would become suspicious."
"Only if I make you fight to the death, you will be unsuspecting."
"Master Ye, I'm leaving first. I'll wait for you outside. I hope you can survive."
After finishing speaking, she pressed the elevator button.
The special elevator made a 'bang' sound and plummeted into the ground.
At the same time, dozens of red lights flashed in the room.
"Bitch!"
Ye Fan's face changed drastically and he couldn't stop cursing.
Then he suddenly pulled a shield and shot it towards the door.
The next second, the entire headquarters exploded with a bang.
