This is the royal robe given to Xia Kunlun by the king!
The king of the country is the Nine-Five Supreme, enshrined by nine dragons, and Xia Kunlun is surrounded by eight dragons, breaking the sky and splitting the earth.
This not only shows that Xia Kunlun is deeply trusted by the king, but also the king under one person.
There is only one such royal robe in the entire Xia Kingdom.
Even Temujin would not dare to openly sew a piece of clothing to show off in the market.
That means a complete rebellion!
So the bald man and the others were shocked when they saw the royal robe on Ye Fan.
Except for Xia Kunlun, no one else will wear this dress.
Even if a fool wants to wear it, no one would dare to sew it.
This means that Ye Fan is the master of Dragon Slaying Hall.
Although the appearance is inconsistent with the publicity, many people know that Xia Kunlun has thousands of faces, and Ye Fan is obviously wearing a mask in front of him.
The atmosphere suddenly became heavy and then suffocating.
Then the bald man and the others knelt down with a thud, their weapons clattering to the ground.
If you don't kneel before the king, you will be killed without mercy.
The faces of the bald man and the others were ashen, and they were no longer as loud as before.
They didn't even have the slightest idea of resisting.
If you just tie your hands, you will only die. If the fish is dead and the net is broken, it will be the death of the whole family.
They had never had such a thing in their minds that the prince, general, and Xiang Ning had anything to do with it. They were only brainwashed by the deep-rooted belief that royal authority should not be offended.
"I told you, don't force me, don't force me, but you just don't listen."
Ye Fan picked up his coat and put it back on, with indescribable helplessness on his face:
"What do you think we should do now?"
"Are you going to kill me regardless of the encirclement and killing, or am I going to stab you to death one by one?"
"Looking at your rabble, you can't be Tiemuqing's private soldiers, which means you don't dare to attack me."
"Then the result can only be that I kill you!"
"It's been a week. I haven't killed anyone for a whole week. I wanted to stay bloodless for a month, but now you've ruined it."
"It really pisses me off!"
Ye Fan was very angry and wiped all the grease from his hands on the bald man's clothes.
The corners of the bald man's mouth twitched: "Yes, I'm sorry..."
Ye Fan patted him on the shoulder: "We are all adults, there is no point in saying sorry."
"I really don't want to kill you, but I can't let you go."
"If I let you go, you will definitely reveal my identity to Madam Zhan, and you may continue to do evil on Madam Zhan's behalf against the people around me."
He was very helpless: "So you ask, what should I do?"
None of the bald men made a sound, but they all felt the wind blowing, which was colder than ever before.
The bald man was filled with regret. Why was he so unlucky to be sent to kidnap Ye Fan? Why was he so unlucky to tear off Ye Fan's coat?
Otherwise, I can still see the sun tomorrow and continue my life as a young model in a club.
"Forget it, I won't get any blood today."
Ye Fan thought for a while, made a decision, and walked out of the crowd.
As he walked forward, he also took out his mobile phone in his hand, preparing to let the secret guards of Slaughter Dragon Palace capture these people and imprison them.
Although there will be disasters if there is a little trouble, we should kill less people if we can.
But before Ye Fan sent the message on his cell phone, there was a burst of gunshots from behind.
Ye Fan was startled and turned around to see that the bald man and the others had all committed suicide...
At almost the same moment, Tang Ruoxue was restraining her disappointment in Mark and leaned on her seat to give instructions to Aunt Qing:
"Aunt Qing, Ye Fan refuses to help, so we have to rely on ourselves."
"You ask people to do three things."
"First, seek protection from the police station in the name of investors and ask them to send people to protect us 24 hours a day."
"Second, tell the authorities what we have been through these days and ask them to allow us to carry the registered rewu."
"Third, tell Mrs. Tang that she has discovered the whereabouts of the man in black, and ask her to use her resources and connections to provide us with assistance."
"Ming Jiang, we must defeat him."
Tang Ruoxue took out a long breath, then took out her mobile phone and sent an email.
There are only two words on it: Protect me!
She likes to show her abilities and strength to others, letting them know that she is not just a flower vase.
But Tang Ruoxue also likes the other party's helping hand to let her enjoy the happiness of fighting side by side.
"clear!"
Aunt Qing nodded when she heard this, then waved her hand: "Drive! Go to the police station!"
Several commercial vehicles immediately started and roared away from the golf course.
"Woo——"
As soon as the group of people drove not far away, Tang Ruoxue saw several motorcycles rushing over with long guns in hand.
They fired at Tang Ruoxue's motorcade.
The car suddenly made a loud noise.
However, because the glass was bulletproof, it did not cause any harm to Tang Ruoxue.
"Kill them!"
Tang Ruoxue, who had long been accustomed to this kind of constant assassination, immediately ordered Aunt Qing and the others to fight back.
Aunt Qing kicked open the car door and stepped out from the other side, firing with two guns.
Bullets were flying, and the attackers fell to the ground one after another. Their heads were either smashed or their motorcycles were blown up.
Upon seeing this, the two attackers immediately dispersed and rushed towards Aunt Qing on both sides.
But before she could attack Aunt Qing from both sides, Tang Ruoxue lowered the car window and killed both of them.
The two screamed and fell out.
"Woo——"
The last motorcycle killer who showed off immediately turned around and ran away.
"ah--"
In a panic, the motorcyclist accidentally hit an old woman in gray clothes who was crossing the road.
When Tang Ruoxue shot the motorcyclist to death, the woman in gray clothes also fell to the ground and wailed.
One of her legs was clearly broken, and the degree of distortion was shocking.
The basket of eggs and fruits she was carrying was also scattered on the ground.
Several passers-by nearby were so frightened that they screamed and rolled and crawled away from the place.
"Grandma, grandma, what's wrong with you?"
Seeing that the old woman in gray had broken a leg, Tang Ruoxue couldn't help but push the car door open and help her.
Upon seeing this, Aunt Qing shouted repeatedly: "Miss, miss, don't go down!"
"It's okay, let me check on grandma."
Tang Ruoxue looked at the old woman in gray and shouted: "Aunt Qing, please call an ambulance quickly, she said that my leg was broken."
Although she was not the one who broke the old woman in gray clothes, she was somehow related to her, so Tang Ruoxue couldn't bear it.
As Tang Ruoxue got closer, the painful screams of the gray-clothed granny became more piercing and pitiful.
Tang Ruoxue shouted to Aunt Qing and the others again: "Call an ambulance!"
She also took out the red and white medicine and prepared to apply it to the gray-clothed granny.
Just when his fingers were about to touch Granny in Gray Clothes, a sharp voice came over:
"Don't touch her!"
At the same time, a figure shot over, grabbed Tang Ruoxue's collar and threw it, while lying in front of Tang Ruoxue.
Unexpectedly, Tang Ruoxue screamed in surprise and fell backwards like a kite with its string cut off.
At this moment, the old woman in gray clothes who was lying on the ground raised her head!
Tang Ruoxue's heart trembled when she saw the other party's expression clearly.
