Jia Zihao refused to close his eyes, and the whole place fell silent.
Jia Zihao did not expect that Ye Fan would dare to attack at this time and let him die before the dawn of victory.
Jia Zihao thought that the arrival of Changsun Siyu and the others gave him a chance to make a comeback.
Unexpectedly, it would end up killing him.
This ending is far inferior to the confrontation between the two sides a minute ago. At least it can drag Ye Fan and the others to be buried with them.
Now, he dies alone.
Others did not expect Ye Fan to be so bold and dare to offend the eldest grandson Siyu in this way.
The strength of the eight allied forces was severely damaged, most of the Jia family's murderers were killed and injured, and the Yang family was suppressed by the power of God. Now the entire Hengcheng is ruled by Jinyi Pavilion.
Changsun Siyu is the person in charge of the 16th Department of Jinyi Pavilion, which means he represents the strong will of Jinyi Pavilion.
Ye Fan took advantage of the time difference to provoke Changsun Siyu, simply ignoring Brother Jinyi's authority and the power behind him.
He fell to the ground, blood surged from his throat, and he could no longer die.
Seeing Jia Zihao's dead expression, many people were in a daze and could not accept this fact.
The blood that had settled suddenly rose again, and the atmosphere instantly became solemn.
"The time has passed midnight, and the ban on martial arts will take effect promptly!"
Ye Fan shouted again into the ears of the stunned eldest grandson Siyu:
"Ye Fan, the coalition of eight families, the Ling family, responded to Lord Changsun's call."
"Calling, summoning, summoning..."
Ye Fan also came back with an echo.
At the same time, he made a gesture to Dugu Shang.
Dugu Shang narrowed his eyes and scanned the entire audience.
"Um--"
In Ye Fan's roar, Changsun Siyu subconsciously took two steps back.
My brain is also buzzing.
"You bastard, play tricks and kill him!"
"He killed Brother Hao and avenged Brother Hao!"
"If you fight with him, you'll die together!"
The Jia family's thugs also reacted, roared and picked up their weapons one after another, pointing at Ye Fan's head immediately.
The sound of the clanking of swords and guns was very harsh, and also carried a sinister tone.
More than a hundred Ling's disciples also raised their hands at the same time to protect Ye Fan and pointed their weapons at the surrounding enemies.
Dong Qianli stood in front of Ye Fan and shouted: "Back off! Everyone back off!"
Dugu Shang took advantage of the chaos and disappeared unnoticed from the crowd.
"No one is allowed to move!"
At this time, dozens of Jinyi Pavilion elites who followed Changsun Siyu also woke up from the shock with a start.
They cut directly between the two sides and separated the two groups of people with good training.
They were equally angry at Ye Fan's provocation, but their task now was to control the situation and they must not cause any more large-scale killings.
What's more, Changsun Siyu is also within the firepower range.
The scene became confrontational again, and the Jia family's murderers were furious.
"Kill him and avenge Brother Hao!"
"Revenge! Revenge!"
More than 400 thugs roared like an overwhelming force.
One of the Jia leaders rushed forward, his right hand trembling as if he was about to shoot at any moment.
"Snapped--"
Ye Fan passed through the elite of Jinyi Pavilion, slapped him and flew him out and shouted:
"Lord Changsun said that the ban on martial arts took effect at 0:00, and it is already 0:03 now."
"You are still holding knives and guns, and you are still shouting that you want to kill people. Do you still have the law? Do you still have the law?"
"Do you still have the Tianwei of Jinyi Pavilion and Lord Changsun?"
Ye Fan was full of murderous intent: "If you keep wandering around with guns, be careful that Master Changsun will kill you on the order."
Use your own gun to kill Brother Hao and return the king's law? Return the law?
Jia's thug was so angry that he almost had a heart attack.
Dozens of Jinyi Pavilion elites were also about to vomit blood.
They have seen shameless people, but they have never seen such a shameless master as Ye Fan.
"Ye Fan!"
At this time, the eldest grandson Siyu came to his senses from Jia Zihao's violent death.
She was so angry that she grabbed Ye Fan and shouted:
"You bastard! Didn't you hear that the 16th Department issued a ban on martial arts?"
"Didn't you hear me tell you to put down your weapons?"
"You bastard, you dare to kill Jia Zihao in front of me in public?"
She wanted to strangle Mark to death: "You did it on purpose, you did it on purpose!"
Ye Fan didn't care: "I heard it, but so what?"
The eldest grandson Siyu shouted hysterically: "You are too arrogant and lawless."
"The trouble you got into today, even the King of Heaven and I can't protect you."
The eldest grandson Siyu was going crazy, not only because Ye Fan ignored her warning, but also because the agent he had finally trained was killed.
Jia Zihao was a chess piece that she followed up personally, and she spent a lot of manpower and material resources to win him over.
Now being shot by Mark was no less than stabbing her in the heart.
"Lord Changsun, what you said is very unreasonable and also slanders the authority of the Sixteenth Department."
Ye Fan completely ignored Changsun Siyu's indignation, shrugged his shoulders and said calmly:
"You said the ban on martial arts took effect at 0:00 a.m., so if it's one minute or one second later, it doesn't even take effect."
"Not counting before it takes effect, if I kill Jia Zihao, it will not damage Lord Changsun's divine power at all."
"And now, the entire Hengcheng ban on martial arts has taken effect. If the Jia family's thugs start shooting again, it will really be a slap in Jinyige's face."
"Did Lord Changsun allow his laws to be trampled upon just after he took office?"
He also pointed at the Jia family's thugs and said, "Maybe Lord Changsun can't suppress these losers?"
The eldest grandson Siyu was so angry that his liver ached: "You——"
"Master Changsun, if you don't suppress them and cause a fight, it will not only slap you in the face."
Ye Fan approached his eldest grandson Siyu and whispered:
"You will also let Mrs. Ye find the reason why you are not doing things well..."
"Once she seizes this matter and files a complaint with the higher authorities, demanding that you, the new director, be abolished, I'm afraid Murong Lengchan will not be able to do anything about it."
Ye Fan stopped and said: "You finally got to this position, are you going to get out because of these wastes?"
Changsun Siyu's body trembled, he was very unwilling and angry, but finally slowly let go of Ye Fan's hand.
She knew that Ye Fan had taken advantage of her, and she even let him put herself on the table.
Now if I don't protect him, and the two sides are fighting again, I'm afraid that I will lose my hat.
But to protect Ye Fan, prevent Jia's murderers from taking revenge, and let Jia Zihao die in vain, she felt unspeakably aggrieved.
"Lord Changsun, don't listen to their nonsense."
At this moment, the leader of the Jia family roared: "Kill Brother Hao, we want revenge and justice."
"Yes, if you don't seek justice, we will seek justice ourselves."
"Evan must die tonight, must die."
The Jia family’s murderers were all filled with righteous indignation: “Revenge! Revenge!”
"Snapped--"
Ye Fan flashed again and slapped the leader of the Jia family away.
"Revenge, revenge, you think about revenge all day long, don't you need to give face to Master Changsun? Don't you need to respect the order of Jinyi Pavilion?"
"I want revenge. I have killed more than a hundred of my good brothers. I feel even sadder and angrier, and I want to shoot you all randomly to take revenge."
"But out of respect for Lord Changsun, I endured my grief and didn't do anything to you."
"You still want me to die. What a shame."
The descendants of the Ling family who died in Ye Fan complained.
"Son of a bitch!"
The leader of the Jia family covered his face and roared:
"Lord Changsun, give us three minutes to fight with Ye Fan!"
"They are all dead. No one knows whether they died before the ban on martial arts or after the ban on martial arts."
The Jia family's murderers were all in a rage, holding weapons in their hands and preparing to fight.
The eldest grandson, Siyu, narrowed his eyes and flashed a fierce light.
"boom--"
At this moment, there was another roar of cars at the door.
As Changsun Siyu and others turned around, dozens more cars roared in.
Then the car door opened and more than a hundred people poured out, each with weapons in their hands, occupying various vantage points.
Two of the vehicles also brought out two Gatlings to form a crossfire.
These people quickly surrounded Jia's thugs and suppressed them with guns.
With a single order and full firepower, most of Jia's thugs would be killed.
The eldest grandson Siyu's face changed and he shouted: "Who is showing off in front of Jinyi Pavilion?"
"Hello, Mr. Changsun, I am Song Hongyan!" A gentle but intoxicated voice slowly came from the car in the middle.
