Chen Bella and the others were also shocked when they heard this. Many of them were locals from Nanling, so they knew who Jiang Hengdu was.
Jiang Hengdu not only has first-class water quality, but is also the controller of the Nanling River. Except for the official, anyone who lives by the river must respect him.
Cargo ships, cruise ships, sand farms, fishing boats, restaurants along the river... all must be crossed by the Yangtze River if they want to operate normally.
Once offended, either the ship will be unable to operate, or the ship will be destroyed and people will die.
His ruthlessness, his methods, and his principle of only controlling the river surface make him the real king of the river.
So when Zhao Kun and the others heard that the person they were provoking was Jiang Hedu, they were immediately shocked from beginning to end.
Zhao Kun apologized repeatedly: "Mr. Jiang, I'm sorry, I'm sorry, I didn't know it was you..."
"Hey, you still know me?"
Jiang Hengdu took a step forward and slapped Zhao Kun several times:
"You know that I still provoke my distinguished guests? Do you think your parents have too many sons?"
The corners of Zhao Kun's mouth were swollen, but he could only continue to kowtow: "I'm sorry, my fault."
"You also know your fault?"
Thomson rushed forward with a ferocious smile, punching and kicking Zhao Kun.
Zhao Kun was beaten until his mouth and nose bled, and his face turned pale.
"Boy, aren't you pretty awesome?"
Thomson said proudly: "Smash me on the head, kick me six times, let's see how I deal with you tonight."
"Mr. Thomson, I'm sorry, I was wrong, please let me go."
Zhao Kun held his head and begged for mercy. How could he, a martial arts instructor, offend Jiang Hedu?
"I'll let you go, okay?"
Thomson pulled Bella Chen over and laughed: "Let your woman accompany me tonight, hahaha."
Chen Bella was weak, helpless, and pitiful, but she did not dare to resist at all.
"This one is even better."
Thomson suddenly saw Tang Qiqi, his eyes lit up, and he reached out to grab Tang Qiqi.
"Crack!"
Ye Fan reached out, grabbed Thomson's hand, broke it directly, and then kicked it out.
Thomson screamed and fell straight up, making the birds scream in fright.
"Okay, okay, you even dare to hit my distinguished guest, and you do it in front of me."
The muscles on Jiang Hengdu's face twitched and he laughed angrily, feeling that his dignity had been seriously challenged.
He pressed his hands back and shouted: "Come together and chop him to death!"
"kill!"
Following this sharp shout, a dozen tough men rushed towards Ye Fan.
The lights were blurred and the figures were longing. It was difficult for Wang Shiyuan and the others to clearly see Ye Fan's figure, let alone how Ye Fan responded.
Just seeing the besieging people falling down one after another, each screaming like a slaughtered pig, made the onlookers pale in horror and subconsciously move back.
Tang Qiqi was worried and excited at the same time.
In less than five minutes, all the tough guys No. 18 were lying on the ground.
Cut off hands and feet.
But Ye Fan had nothing wrong with him.
Jiang Hengdu's expression changed drastically, and he immediately took a step back: "Mr. Gong, destroy him!"
An old man in gray clothes flashed out from behind and was in front of Ye Fan in an instant.
A knife comes from the west. Elder Gong, Jiang Hedu's bodyguard for many years, is ruthless and sophisticated, and can kill with only one knife.
"Boy! Die!"
Gong Lao shouted loudly, flashed a knife from his sleeve, and stabbed Ye Fan without saying a word.
"Whoa!"
Fast, urgent, and extremely ruthless.
Not only that, his strength was also used to the extreme, and he was confident that he could stab Ye Fan seriously with one move.
Tang Qiqi subconsciously shouted: "Ye Fan, be careful!"
"Well done!"
Just when the sharp knife was about to touch Ye Fan, Ye Fan smiled faintly and stretched out two fingers.
A clip.
"when--"
A crisp sound!
Mr. Gong, who was preparing to drive straight in like a rainbow, suddenly stiffened, his forward steps stopped abruptly, and the evil smile on his face was completely frozen!
"How...how could this happen..."
His sharp knife was clamped by Ye Fan, and it was as stable as a rock, making it impossible for him to move forward even a step.
Then, there was a click, the sharp knife shattered, and Gong Laobeng leaned forward.
Ye Fan still didn't move, but with a finger holding the blade, he penetrated into Mr. Gong's body with a pounce.
Mr. Gong's eyes widened, and a hint of disbelief appeared in his eyes.
A stream of blood flowed from his body, and then more and more blood was scattered on the ground.
"boom--"
Ye Fan kicked him away: "You don't overestimate your capabilities."
Mr. Gong groaned and fell straight away. He fell to the ground in great pain. He did not die, but he tightly covered his wound and did not dare to move.
The blade that was embedded in his body was only one centimeter away from his heart. If it was slightly touched, he would probably die.
Mr. Gong was very sad and angry, very unwilling, but also very helpless. Ye Fan was so powerful that he couldn't stop him with any move.
How can this be?
Chen Bella and the others were all dumbfounded: Not only was Ye Fan not killed, but he brought down Mr. Gong and his group.
The ending is completely different from what was previously imagined.
It's so incredible.
"Brother-in-law is so handsome..."
Tang Qiqi was also murmuring in a trance, showing signs of being a nymphomaniac.
The aloof Wang Shiyuan also had a dull expression. She never thought that Ye Fan, who was not in her eyes, was so powerful.
It's a pity that Ye Fan's background and background are so poor. If he had a similar family background to hers, she would probably be attracted to this man.
Ye Fan with this status can only be an outstanding thug and will never become a big player.
"It's certainly wrong for Zhao Kun and others to beat people, but the cause of the incident was entirely caused by Thomson."
Ye Fan took a step forward, looked at Jiang Hengdu and said lightly: "Mr. Jiang is also a person, is it so indiscriminate?"
Jiang Hengdu looked at him intently, his face green, white and purple.
He really didn't expect that his dozen or so capable generals, as well as Mr. Gong from Huangjing Dzogchen, could not even defeat a young man.
This kid's skills are beyond terrifying.
He was surprised that Nanling had not seen many people with such ability in decades.
But he was worthy of being a big boss. At this time, he could still suppress his anger and said calmly: "I will admit defeat tonight. See you later."
Ye Fan said calmly: "Apologise, compensate."
"Everyone, I was reckless tonight, I'm sorry."
Jiang Hengdu looked at Ye Fan and smiled, apologized to Tang Qiqi and the others, and even paid for the whole audience. Then he looked at Ye Fan and said with a smile:
"Leave a name?"
There is a strange feeling between people of the same kind, which can often be felt with a look, a smile, or a movement.
Ye Fan looked at Jiang Hengdu, and Jiang Hengdu also looked at Ye Fan, with admiration and natural hostility in his eyes.
"Ye Fan!"
Ye Fan also wrote him his phone number: "I don't accept the fight."
Jiang Hengdu laughed loudly, gave Ye Fan a thumbs up, and then took the person away with his phone number.
For the two of them, tonight is just the beginning, not the end...
"Good, good, very good!"
Just as Jiang Hedu and the others disappeared, a burst of cheers suddenly sounded from the second floor of the bar, accompanied by a slow round of cheers and applause.
Then the lights in the bar came on.
Zhao Kun and the others followed the sound and saw an old man wearing a windbreaker coming down the stairs.
He has a slender figure, is elegant and restrained, walks silently, and moves with the air of a superior.
Behind him were a dozen men and women in well-dressed clothes, full of momentum, and more distinguished than the generals in Jiang Huadu.
"Wang Dongshan? President Wang?"
Someone shouted, and the whole audience was shocked. Unexpectedly, this old man was the elder of the Nanling Martial League.
This is one of the few important people in Nanling, and there is a high probability that he will be the next president of Nanling.
Countless people noticed.
When Ye Fan heard that it was Wang Dongshan, his face changed slightly, and then he wiped a handful of Mr. Gong's blood on his face to cover it.
"father!"
Wang Shiyuan greeted him: "You are finally here..."
father?
Zhao Kun and the others were slightly startled, with shock on their faces. They were surprised by Wang Shiyuan's identity.
Ye Fan was also a little surprised. He didn't expect President Wang's daughter to condescend to be an eighteenth-tier actor.
"I came early, and luckily I came early, otherwise I would have missed a good show and a talent."
The aura of Wang Dongshan and his disciples became stronger, and countless spectators couldn't bear the pressure and dispersed.
"Young man, you are very skilled. You can defeat even Mr. Gong with one move."
Wang Dongshan walked straight to Ye Fan and said:
"Tomorrow night I'm going to fight Xue Ruyi in the ring. You can be the vanguard and help me."
