There were five more fingerprints on her pretty face, and they were so red that they were dazzling.
She covered her painful face and looked at Ye Fan angrily. This was the first time in her life that someone dared to hit her like this.
This made Qin Foyuan feel extremely humiliated and angry.
"You are so brave, you dare to hit Sister Yuan?"
Yang Xin'er roared: "Sister Yuan and Master Wenren will never let you go."
"I, Qin Foyuan, swear that I will never do anything else in this life but just watch you."
Qin Foyuan looked at Ye Fan with a look of resentment and shouted: "Everyone counts, I will kill them by any means necessary!"
"Especially Miss Song, I will repay you ten times and a hundred times for the humiliation and hurt tonight."
Reason told her to bow her head at this moment, but her emotions couldn't bear the shame of being slapped.
Especially the look in Song Hongyan's glance was full of disdain and contempt, which made her very irritated.
"Pah——"
Ye Fan's figure flashed again, and he was slapped again.
There was a crisp sound, and several more fingerprints appeared on Qin Foyuan's face.
Yang Xin'er tried to block her, but was kicked out by Ye Fan.
"Threatening my wife, one pair of legs and ten slaps is no longer enough."
Ye Fan sneered and stepped forward: "Add two more hands!"
"If you dare to touch the Buddhist statue, I want you to die!"
Seeing Qin Foyuan being slapped away by Ye Fan one after another, Wenren Feipeng became furious.
He was furious and waving his hands and feet like a besieged beast.
Not only did he kick out several Tang clan disciples who were approaching, he also immediately pulled out a short gun from his back.
Then he shrunk to an inch and appeared in front of Ye Fan.
With the muzzle raised, he pointed at Ye Fan's head at close range and shouted:
"Tell them all to stop, or I'll let you die!"
Wenren Feipeng dispersed his unpredictable posture, grabbed the short spear and attacked Ye Fan to capture the thief first.
Miao Fenglang and Shen Dongxing subconsciously stopped.
Everyone looked at Wenren Feipeng with wide eyes.
They were not worried that Wenren Feipeng would beat Ye Fan to death, but they felt that this kid was in trouble.
If you dare to fight to the death in this situation, you are really risking your life here.
However, for safety reasons, Shen Dongxing sent a team of men to move a few boxes of weapons from the trunk of the car.
Then quietly send out all the weapons.
Seeing Miao Fenglang and Tang Tianying stop attacking, Wenren Feipeng thought they were afraid and became arrogant again:
"You bastard, I endured it again and again, and yet I leaked the details to you."
"I just don't want to make things bigger, so I'm just going to give you a step down."
"But you insist on breaking up with me and slap Foyuan twice?"
"Do you really think that I, Wenren Feipeng, is a soft persimmon to be bullied?"
"I have been working hard in the world for so many years. What dangerous scenes have I never seen?"
"You rely on the strength of the people and your own territory, but you want to keep us and you have to cut off your hands and feet. What courage does Liang Jingru give you?"
"You're still going after the elders of my family, how can you die if you don't brag?"
"I apologize to Foyuan, and then ask your people to make way for Foyuan and Zhan Daofeng to leave."
Wenren Feipeng vented to Ye Fan: "Otherwise I will shoot you in the head."
He was really angry today. He was going to step on someone, but Ye Fan stepped on him instead.
After injuring two companions, the goddess was also beaten by Ye Fan, but he could not get angry and kill.
This made him very aggrieved, and he was very angry at Ye Fan:
"Don't question what I say. The corpses of those who question me will be fed to the dogs."
Wenren Feipeng shouted to Ye Fan: "Apologise! Make way! Now!"
"That's right, although you are outnumbered and we only have three guns, it is more than enough to kill your leader."
Yang Xin'er and another bodyguard also took out a short gun and pointed it at Ye Fan and Song Hongyan with murderous intent.
They could not bring thermal weapons into Longdu, but for safety reasons, they still asked Tang Xinsheng to help them get three short guns for self-defense.
The smooth sailing in Longdu these days made Yang Xin'er and the others think they would never use these guns again.
Unexpectedly, now it became the only bargaining chip to escape unscathed.
Seeing the three shots threatening the scene, the anger on Qin Foyuan's face turned into hostility.
She was a little dissatisfied with being able to escape unscathed, and she let out a bad breath as she thought about making a comeback against the wind.
Qin Foyuan was particularly dissatisfied with Song Hongyan's calm and calm look.
This style is so similar to Qin Foyuan.
She felt like looking at her other self was just an enhanced version!
"You can point a gun at me, but you can't point a gun at my wife, otherwise I will be angry."
Ye Fan, the wife-protecting maniac, didn't pay attention to the gun pointed at him. Instead, he wandered closer and smiled at Wenren Feipeng and the others.
"Also, I want to tell you something."
"Originally, if you meet my wife's four conditions, you can get out."
"But now you are holding a gun and want to fight me to the end. Four demands are no longer enough."
"You scared me. Ten billion in compensation is not enough. We need to add another ten billion in mental damages."
Ye Fan said very gently: "Otherwise none of you will be able to get out of this door today."
"We have three guns in hand, and we control your life and death. Why can't you get out of this door?"
Wenren Feipeng laughed angrily: "Scare me, do you think I am scared of Wenren Feipeng?"
Yang Xin'er also shouted: "Hurry up and give the order!"
"Don't hold on!"
Ye Fan saw through Wenren Feipeng and the others at a glance:
"Let's not talk about whether you can hit me. Even if you can control my life and death, you don't dare to shoot."
"Kill me and my wife, and you will also be stabbed to death by our people."
"In your hearts, your lives are ten times more noble than ours."
"How could you possibly trade your life with us?"
"You've seen the big world, and you don't even have the will to die. How can you intimidate me? How can you go out with dignity?"
"If I were you, I would kill a few first to show my determination, and then fight to the end in exchange for a way out."
Ye Fan spoke calmly while approaching calmly.
Being seen through...
Wenren Feipeng's hand holding the gun trembled.
He knew in his heart that he was angry but had no murderous intention.
Because with one shot, regardless of whether Ye Fan and Song Hongyan died or not, their group would definitely be beaten to death by Miao Fenglang and others.
Wenren Feipeng really didn’t want to trade lives with Ye Fan and Song Hongyan.
After all, I am extremely rich, but I have not yet enjoyed the great life, and Foyuan has not yet tasted it.
"Master Wenren, shoot!"
Ye Fan patted his chest gently and approached Wenren Feipeng with a smile: "I've already walked up, why don't you pull the trigger?"
Full of disdain!
"You...you...don't bully others too much!"
Wenren Feipeng, who was trembling and holding a gun, retreated repeatedly.
His face turned blue and white, and he lost the courage and arrogance to shoot.
Yang Xin'er and other Xia people who were watching also had complicated expressions.
They were helpless because Ye Fan was not afraid of death. If Ye Fan was a little weaker, they could kidnap Ye Fan and leave.
"Sister Yuan, it seems we are going to be in trouble today."
Yang Xin'er stuck to Qin Foyuan's side, her hand holding the gun trembling:
"Even Young Master Wenren is intimidated. We can't bear it any longer, and we may have to kneel down!"
"Yes, this is the opponent's territory. We don't have the courage to shoot. We are not as courageous as that Miss Song."
"Your moral conduct is far behind Mr. Song. If you continue to maintain a stalemate, you will only lose your life."
"Let's not overestimate our capabilities."
"Kneel down and cut off your hands and feet. Although it is shameful, you can save your life."
Yang Xin'er lowered the gun in her hand sadly: "Sister Yuan, let's kneel down and beg for mercy from Mr. Song."
Not as courageous as Song Hongyan?
Is Taoism too far behind her?
Kneel down and beg for mercy from Song Hongyan?
boom!
Yang Xin'er's words, Yang Xin'er's cowardice, and Yang Xin'er's stimulation instantly made Qin Foyuan's head heat up.
She has a prominent status, she holds a high position of power, and she is surrounded by stars. Two slaps are already a shame, and kneeling down is a stain in life.
If she knelt down and begged for mercy from Song Hongyan today, she would not be able to forgive herself, let alone have the shame to go back and see the people of Xia Kingdom.
How does the royal family see itself?
How do powerful people view themselves?
How do the people see themselves?
What do your family and sisters think of you?
Will she, Qin Foyuan, still be qualified to be superior in the future?
The most important thing is, why would a person in charge of the third branch of the Tang Sect allow her, a famous lady of the Xia Kingdom, to kneel down and beg for mercy?
Impossible, absolutely impossible!
Thinking of this, Qin Foyuan snatched the gun from Yang Xin'er's hand with a snap.
She took a step forward and roared: "I'll kill you!"
Qin Foyuan pulled the trigger on Song Hongyan without saying a word.
"Whoosh——"
Ye Fan's eyes instantly turned cold and he flicked his fingers.
A silver needle flew.
"Bang--"
Qin Foyuan felt pain, raised her arm, and the bullet hit the ceiling.
When the pieces of the eaves fell, the onlookers felt their eyes dazzled. Ye Fan was already close to Qin Foyuan.
Qin Foyuan tried to deflect the gun but it was too late.
A light touch in the hand.
Ye Fan snatched the gun from Qin Foyuan's hand.
Then, the gun was pointed at Qin Foyuan's eyebrows.
Qin Foyuan's whole body stiffened instantly.
Ye Fan shouted coldly: "Whoever kills my wife, die!"
