Before the green eagle could touch him, Ye Fan, who was already prepared, turned his head to avoid the opponent's grasp.
At the same time, he slapped the antelope with its horns out.
"boom!"
The palm seemed light and weak, but when it touched Qingjiu's body, she immediately trembled.
Then the green eagle groaned, fell straight out, and fell on the edge of the hot spring.
With a splash, the green eagle fell into the rolling hot spring.
A stream of blood spread out.
When Qingjiu struggled to stand up from the water with a splash, Ye Fan was already standing in front of her like a phantom.
One hand grabbed her throat.
"Chairman Qingjiu, you have murderous intentions."
"You have already lost this civil war."
"From today on, you are my dog and you will absolutely obey my instructions."
"Children of Jianghu, I promise you a thousand pieces of gold. I hope Chairman Qingjiu won't break his promise."
Ye Fan's voice was very soft: "Otherwise the consequences will be very serious."
Qingjiu didn't resist, but her eyes were full of hatred. She stared at Ye Fan and shouted:
"Son of a bitch, you asked the Eight-faced Buddha to blow up the deep-sea prison?"
"You asked the Eight-faced Buddha to use dirty bombs to deal with the deep-sea prison?"
She roared loudly, her eyes were sharp, but her expression was indescribably desperate.
She has always ignored Ye Fan's threats and feels that the deep sea prison is so powerful and unbreakable that even if Ye Fan knows the coordinates, it will be difficult for her to do anything.
Neither Ye Fan nor the forces in his hands could bloodbath the Deep Sea Prison and cause losses.
This is why she leaked the coordinates of the deep sea but still responded tit-for-tat.
This is just like having the Eagle Nation aircraft carrier in the Atlantic Ocean. What will happen if the old enemy knows where the opponent is stationed?
But Ye Fan's casual words about the Eight-faced Buddha were like a chef trying to untie an ox, letting Qingjiu know that he was doomed.
The Eight-faced Buddha is not scary, but the dirty bomb in his hand is scary.
That's enough stuff to kill 100,000 people.
And it’s extremely polluting.
If this thing is thrown into a deep-sea prison, even if it doesn't kill everyone, it will still contaminate them.
Ye Fan looked at Qingjiu who was losing his temper and smiled lightly, and he was very honest about what he had done:
"Yes, on the night you revealed the coordinates of the Deep Sea Prison, I arranged for the Eight-faced Buddha to leave Hengcheng."
"Two days ago, the Eight-faced Buddha arrived ten kilometers away from the Deep Sea Prison."
"One day ago, the Eight-faced Buddha sent the dirty bomb to the core of the deep-sea prison."
He spoke in an unhurried tone: "I give an order, press the button of the Eight-faced Buddha, and the deep-sea prison will disappear with a bang."
"you dare?"
The green eagle was angry and anxious when he heard this, and bit Ye Fan's wrist.
Ye Fan groaned and slapped the woman away: "Are you a dog?"
The green eagle ejected from the hot spring and roared at Ye Fan:
"I want you to die!"
Punch to Ye Fan's heart.
She clearly showed her murderous intent.
Ye Fan didn't care at all, he just punched out without dodging.
"boom!"
There was a loud noise, and the two men shook their bodies and took a few steps back.
Then they touched the edge of the hot spring pool at the same time and bounced up. They were honest with each other and stood on the cold ground.
Ye Fan looked at the graceful Qingjiu and said with a smile: "Chairman Qingjiu, you didn't push me down, and you even had murderous intentions. I lost."
Qingjiu answered the question and shouted: "Ye Fan, you have to have a bottom line..."
"Bottom line? It depends on who the target is."
Ye Fan's mood did not rise and fall, he rubbed the tooth marks on his wrist and sneered:
"I have a very strict bottom line when it comes to family and friends, ordinary passers-by, and ordinary enemies."
"I even often convince people with virtue to tolerate them and inspire them."
"For example, the crocodile with broken legs went to Zhonghai to kidnap my son, but he was a fool who followed Chen Chenxi's instructions."
"An ordinary enemy who is ignorant."
"So after the crocodile did something for me to deal with you, not only did I not kill him, I also gave him the job of guarding the gate."
"The monthly salary is three thousand, including food and accommodation, and rice, grain and oil are also given during holidays."
"But I have no bottom line when it comes to the forces that disrupt China."
"Tiemu Cihua even dared to explode the Huangni River. What happened if I asked the Eight-faced Buddha to drop a dirty bomb in the deep-sea prison?"
"You guys blew it up, but I, Ye Fan, can't blow it up?"
"Oh, no, it was the Eight-faced Buddha who was influenced by me, changed his mind, turned a new leaf, and went to the deep sea to destroy dirty bombs."
"As a result, it accidentally hit the deep-sea prison built by Temu Cihua and Qingshui Company."
Ye Fan smiled: "You are in the first year of junior high school and I am in the fifteenth year. Chairman Qingjiu blames me for not having a bottom line. It's a bit unkind."
Qingjiu opened his mouth to argue, but he didn't know where to counterattack.
Temu Cihua and others built an Avengers base, trained Avengers dead soldiers, and killed Tang Pingfan, Zheng Qiankun and others.
Even Ye Fan and Song Hongyan almost died in the explosion.
Ye Fan's retaliation for justice is indeed beyond reproach.
At the moment, she could only grit her teeth and stare at Mark: "Shameless, despicable!"
Ye Fan let out a burst of hearty laughter and seemed not to care about Qingjiu's angry rebuke:
"Tsk, I didn't expect that Chairman Qingjiu would also say these two useless words."
"I thought everyone was a veteran of the martial arts world and already knew who the victor and the loser were."
"I didn't expect you to be as young as an eighteen-year-old girl."
Ye Fan asked further: "Let me ask you again, does this civil war count or not? Do you kneel or not?"
Qingjiu bit her lip and shouted: "If I don't kneel down, are you going to threaten me with blowing up the deep-sea prison?"
"You think too highly of yourself."
There was a hint of joking in the corner of Ye Fan's mouth: "I don't need to blow up the deep-sea prison as a bargaining chip to conquer you."
"More importantly, your value is incomparable with that of a deep-sea prison."
"I'm not afraid to tell you that ten minutes ago, the deep-sea prison was bombed, and I don't know how many people were killed or injured."
"The Eight-faced Buddha only told me that a huge whirlpool exploded, and a red-level tsunami appeared. It was scarier than the Dongxi gas pipeline explosion."
"The entire prison exploded into debris covering an area of tens of thousands square meters."
"The sea water is also blood red, just like a red tide. Ninety-nine percent of the people below have received lunch boxes."
"By the way, the Eight-faced Buddha also observed that ten seconds before the explosion, three old men in silver robes came out of the seabed, and then got into a helicopter and prepared to leave."
"It's a pity that before we flew very far, we were swallowed up by the torrential waves, and both the people and the helicopter were vaporized."
"There's no scum left."
"If you don't believe it, you can wait all night."
Ye Fan gave another blow: "The information on the deep-sea prison is expected to be in your hands tomorrow morning."
"What? You've already made the Eight-faced Buddha explode?"
Qingjiu suddenly raised his head and shouted with a pale face: "The three judges are also dead?"
She thought that Ye Fan would not let the Eight-faced Buddha explode, but would use this bargaining chip to force her to submit.
In this way, she still has room to maneuver, and at least has a chance to evacuate people.
She was thinking about how to stabilize Ye Fan and resolve the crisis, even if she knelt down and pretended to admit defeat, it didn't matter.
Unexpectedly, Ye Fan, that bastard, let the Eight-faced Buddha explode without mercy.
This made Qingjiu want to vomit blood and made her completely despair: "Ye Fan, you are so vicious!"
"Why, so angry? Surprised?"
Ye Fan knew what Qingjiu was thinking and smiled noncommittally:
"Although I don't know the strength of the Deep Sea Prison, the old man in black coerced and lured you for it, and you are extremely proud of the Deep Sea Prison."
"With a little speculation, I can determine that this is the trump card of Qingshui Company and even the Swiss royal family."
"And there are a group of extremely tough and domineering masters."
"For such an enemy that is uncontrollable and even impossible to defeat, of course I will destroy it as soon as possible."
"Keep it as a bargaining chip to negotiate with you. Not only will the cooked duck fly away, but it will also cost you your own life."
Ye Fan confessed his feelings: "So I asked the Eight-faced Buddha to blow it up cleanly through a Bluetooth headset." "Looking at Chairman Qingjiu's look of wanting to eat people, obviously I was right to ignore it and blow it up."
