Seeing this sign, Tang Shi'er and the others all stared blankly in disbelief.
Even Tang Ruoxue was in a daze and didn't expect that Ye Fan still had this brand on him.
It was then that she discovered again that Ye Fan was no longer the son-in-law of Zhonghaishi. He was no longer what he used to be...
Ye Fan is too low-key and gentle, which makes his reputation as the first ambassador less fierce, less arrogant, and makes many people less awe-inspiring.
But once he takes out this token, not only his identity is instantly highlighted, but also his powerful backers and sharp fangs are revealed.
At this moment, Tang Shi'er and the others all remembered that Ye Fan was the number one envoy, one person inferior to ten thousand people.
I also think of the nine thousand years old who was so kind to Ye Fan behind his back.
Who is Nine Thousand Years Old?
To ordinary people, he has many comments, but to Tang Shi'er, one sentence can reveal the essence.
He is the craziest, most loyal and vicious guard dog in China.
When he is here, the Martial Alliance is here, and he alone is equal to a whole family.
So not to mention that Tang Shi'er didn't dare to challenge Tu Gou Sheng, even Tang Pingfan had to give him three points of face.
So when he saw the token in Ye Fan's hand, the intimidation of Nine Thousand Years Old came over him instantly, and Tang Shi'er's back suddenly became soaked.
He stared at Ye Fan, his anger invisible and stiff.
Duanmu Qing's expression also changed. He was Duanmu Chang's nephew, so he knew the power of the token.
He put his hands into his pockets again.
"During the battle at Wutong Mountain, Jiu Qiansui made me the first envoy and gave me this token."
Ye Fan slowly stepped forward with the sign in hand, looked at Tang Shi'er and the others and smiled lightly:
"He told me at the time that this token was unanimously recognized by the three cornerstones and the five major families."
"Under one person, over ten thousand people, you still have the right to kill first and then report later."
"Not only can we control the 300,000 martial alliance disciples, but we can also make the nephews and nephews of major families give in."
"I am a low-key person and don't like to bully others, so I have never used this brand."
"But today I suddenly discovered that I don't know whether I was too low-key or too gentle, which made you all forget that I am the number one ambassador."
"So I took it out to remind you, and take a look at the words of the Five Temperance Masters to see if there is any moisture..."
"Rebut me, I stole this token, I picked it up."
"Or tell me it's just rubbish and of no use to you at all."
Ye Fan put the first envoy token in front of Tang Shi'er: "You don't need to give this brand face at all."
The five words "First Envoy of the Martial Alliance" on the token were carved by Tu Gou Sheng himself, with flying dragons and phoenixes, and a hint of murderous intent.
Looking at it from a close distance, it was even more coercive, making people like Tang Shi'er thirsty.
But Tang Shi'er didn't speak, and he didn't know how to answer.
To say that tokens are rubbish is to provoke Nine Thousand Years Old, and it is also a slap in the face to Tang Pingfan and other five major families and the three cornerstones.
Saying that tokens cannot be offended would be a slap in the face, so he could only respond in silence.
But Tang Shi'er's attitude still shocked everyone in the audience.
They never expected that Ye Fan would make the aggressive Tang Shi'er bow his head with just a token.
Dozens of Tangmen gunmen also lowered their guns when they saw this, losing their cold and ruthless murderous aura just now.
"It seems like this token is of some use."
Seeing that Tang Shier was silent, Ye Fan slowly stepped forward: "Shut up Mr. Tang, who is shouting about beating and killing."
"Ye Fan, what are you going to do?"
The corner of Tang Shi'er's mouth was moved: "Don't betray Jiu Qian Sui's trust, and don't bring discredit to Jiu Qian Sui."
Ye Fan said simply and neatly: "Stop talking nonsense, I'm just asking you if my token can bully others."
Tang Shi'er's voice deepened and he shouted: "I will definitely suggest to Jiu Qiansui to take back your token and the first envoy."
"The answer is not what you asked. In other words, I can also use my power to bully others?"
Ye Fan sneered when he heard this, then raised his arm and slapped a nephew of the Tang family away.
"Bastard, how dare you..."
Another nephew of the Tang family was furious when he saw this, but before he could finish speaking, Ye Fan also slapped him.
Then, Ye Fan walked through the crowd with the token, fired left and right at the Tang family's nephew and the gunman, and slapped them to the ground one by one.
Dozens of Tang family members fell down in embarrassment, their cheeks were red and swollen, but they dared not speak out in anger.
The First Envoy Token was like Mount Tai, suppressing their thoughts of resistance.
Yuan Qingyi took the opportunity to wave his hand, and a dozen martial arts disciples stepped forward and picked up all the firearms on the ground.
Tang Shi'er saw that Tang Clan suffered a big loss and shouted angrily at Ye Fan:
"Ye Fan, do you know what you are doing? You will regret it."
It was the first time that he was humiliated like this, and he wished he could kill Ye Fan now, but in the end his rationality made him decide to settle the score later.
The nine-thousand-year-old murderer was also troubling his nerves.
Ye Fan ignored them and gave the Tang clan another kick, suppressing their arrogance.
Tang Ruoxue pursed her lips with a conflicted expression, but in the end she remained silent.
Tang Shier clenched his crushed walnuts: "Ye Fan, don't bully others too much!"
"Snapped--"
Ye Fan turned around and slapped Tang Shi'er to the ground:
"I just bullied you, what's wrong?"
"If you want to break my legs and kill me on the spot, I can't bully you anymore?"
After he finished speaking, he kicked Tang Shi'er to the ground again and roared:
"Who else?"
There was dead silence in the whole place.
More than 500 people were all dumbfounded. If they had not seen it with their own eyes, no one would believe that Ye Fan trampled the twelve branches of the Tang Sect into this state.
Even Tang Shi'er was slapped and kicked.
Everyone who originally despised Ye Fan was a little more wary. Even if Ye Fan was retaliated afterward, today's scene was shocking enough.
Many beauties and famous ladies even covered their mouths tightly, fearing that they would accidentally scream.
"Go away!"
Ye Fan kicked out a few people blocking the way again, and the passage to the high platform was cleared instantly.
In front of Ye Fan, only Duanmu Qing was left.
Duanmuqing maintained his elegant style and looked at Ye Fan not to be outdone.
It's just that my eyelids are beating uncontrollably.
Seeing that Tang Shi'er and the others could not stop Ye Fan, ten Duanmu bodyguards rushed out from their seats to protect Duanmu Qing.
They have not obtained legal firearms, so all they hold are swing sticks. Just because of their physique, their combat effectiveness is not small.
"Duanmu Qing, no one can protect you today."
Ye Fan walked forward unhurriedly, and the knife appeared in his hand: "Wang Cuihua's knife must be repaid with blood."
"Ye Fan, you can scare Mr. Tang, but you can't scare me, Duan Muqing."
Duanmuqing put his hands on the podium and looked at Ye Fan who was approaching:
"I am not from China, nor am I a member of the Martial Alliance. Your token has no deterrent effect on me."
"As for Wang Cuihua, what Wang Cuihua, I have no idea what you are talking about."
"Even if this killer exists, it has nothing to do with me. If the killer falls into your hands, what confession do you want but you can't get it?"
"Don't even think about throwing dirty water on me."
"Aren't you jealous and framed because I'm close to Ruoxue? You're really not a man."
"Also, I have already called the police. The police will be here soon."
"I don't believe it. Mr. Tang can't stop you, and the police can't arrest you either."
Duanmu Qinglan roared inwardly: "There is still law and justice in this world."
"Don't talk nonsense!"
Ye Fan is straightforward:
"I just say one word, don't resist, one knife, resist, two knifes!"
