Although Ye Fan knocked them down in time so that Benala and the two girls were not seriously injured, dozens of Benala's men around them suffered heavy casualties.
The middle-aged man carrying the box and others were even more dead.
Looking at the mess on the ground and the rising smoke, Ye Fan not only didn't become angry, but just looked up to the sky and screamed.
This explosion caused heavy losses to our side, and also allowed Ye Fan to completely confirm that Tang Sanguo was in white coat.
The fate of Tang Sanguo is the same as that of a dog. After slapping you, he will not give you a candy, but another kick or a stick.
Fake Squid was rescued at the critical moment of life and death. Everyone thought Tang San would hide temporarily, but he suddenly burst out and snatched the box away.
The bloodbath intelligence team burned down the yard, and everyone thought that the danger was temporarily lifted. It was time for Tang Sanguo to escape from the rats crossing the street, but in the end, they killed another one who turned around.
"Tang Sanguo, it's you, that white coat is you, and that attacker is you too."
"Let me tell you, you didn't kill me, but you allowed me to confirm you."
"I will definitely find you out."
"I will make sure you repay your debt with blood."
Ye Fan couldn't see Tang Sanguo's shadow, but his intuition told him that the other party was watching him.
So he stood up and pointed around: "You can hide for a while, but you can't hide for a lifetime."
Hearing Ye Fan's voice echoing in the sky, on a rooftop in the distance, Tang Sanguo looked down indifferently with his hands behind his back.
Looking at Ye Fan who had nothing to do, Tang Sanguo had a complex emotion on his face.
Ye Fan escaped his trap again, which made Tang Sanguo interested in meeting his opponents.
But at the same time, there was a hint of fear that could not be concealed.
In less than three years, Ye Fan has gone from a good-for-nothing son-in-law who can be crushed to death to a little strong man who cannot be beaten to death, which is a bit scary.
If he continues to grow like this, it may not be that he suppresses Ye Fan and beats him, but that Ye Fan turns around and plays tricks on him.
He stared at Ye Fan and smiled coldly: "You want me to pay with my blood? I don't want to die. There are not many people in the world who can take my life."
He also thought about giving Ye Fan another stick.
"A slave who has signed a blood contract is still a slave no matter how powerful he is."
At this moment, a hoarse but indifferent voice sounded from behind: "You have no right to ridicule Doctor Ye!"
Tang Sanguo's expression changed drastically, and then he stomped his feet, instantly shattering the bricks on the ground.
Then he turned around suddenly and pushed with both hands: "Death!"
Countless fragments that bounced off were instantly pushed out by him, like a spear heading straight towards the entrance.
At the entrance, stood a hunchbacked old man with his face covered.
Seeing Tang Sanguo's preemptive strike, the hunchbacked old man showed no expression and just flashed an ancient bell.
He struck the ancient clock sharply.
There was a loud bang, and a sound that shook the eardrums was triggered.
The momentum of the spear that collided with it stagnated for an instant, and then it disintegrated inch by inch, turning into fragments and falling to the ground.
The hunchbacked old man flicked the dust and said: "Somewhat capable, but still not qualified to attack Lord Chou Emperor's distinguished guests."
"Bell ringer?"
Tang Sanguo was startled for a moment, then became furious:
"How dare an ugly guy who lives in the dark come to interfere in my business?"
"When I kill people, I only care about my mood. I don't care about my qualifications."
Tang Sanguo was filled with murderous intent: "Don't talk about Ye Fan, I'll kill you as well."
The hunchbacked old man's face did not change, and he responded in a slow tone:
"I am indeed ugly, and I do live in darkness."
"But it's not that I can't see the light, it's that I don't want my ugly face to scare innocent people."
"It's not my fault that I'm ugly, but if I'm so ugly and scare people, then it's my fault."
"And you, who look dignified, but sold your soul to the devil, are even uglier than me."
Not only was his tone calm, he was also polite, like a dedicated butler.
Tang Sanguo's voice deepened: "How did you know that I signed the blood contract?"
"I was born to be a slave."
The hunchbacked old man said softly: "I can sense the same kind of people, whether they are innate or acquired, as long as they are slaves."
"You dare to call me humble?"
Tang Sanguo shouted angrily: "Death!"
He was very angry. Everything was not going well these days, everyone was bullying him, and both enemies and allies wanted to kill him.
The big backer behind him also asked him to sign a blood contract to bind him.
Now a bell-ringer came out and taunted him. How could Tang Sanguo not be angry?
When he was forbearing, it was okay to be humiliated for the sake of the overall situation. Now that his identity was exposed, how could he be laughed at again?
After Tang Sanguo roared, he ducked and was in front of the hunchbacked old man.
He raised his good hand and punched.
"call!"
The fists roared and the thunder thundered.
The hunchbacked old man remained calm. The ancient clock he held in his hand turned and caught Tang Sanguo's fist.
Tang Sanguo suddenly felt as if his fist had fallen into mud. Not only was most of his strength weakened, but he was also trapped.
At the same time, the hunchbacked old man clapped the ancient clock again.
Another bang sounded, and Tang Sanguo felt his head buzzing loudly.
"Stop the crooked ways!"
Tang Sanguo roared, and regardless of his physical injuries, he unleashed all his remaining six powers.
A series of muffled clicks were heard, and traces of cracks appeared on the ancient bell.
boom!
When the ancient bell was completely shattered, the hunchbacked old man pushed it out with both hands.
Tang Sanguo did not dodge, but continued punching while wrapped in fragments.
The fists and palms collided, a loud bang exploded, and a stream of air swept everywhere.
Tang Sanguo and the hunchbacked old man also fell out.
However, after falling more than ten meters, both parties quickly regained their balance.
Tang Sanguo stared at the hunchbacked old man and sneered:
"Ugly, he has some ability, but that's all."
"If my internal injuries hadn't healed and my palms were severely injured, which severely restricted my performance, I could have killed you in one round."
"Seeing that it's not easy for you to be a dog all your life, I'll give you a way out tonight."
He shouted: "But from now on, when you see me, get as far away as you can."
The hunchbacked old man took out his handkerchief and wiped the blood from his fist: "If you can kill me, you won't beep blindly."
Tang Sanguo spoke word by word: "Do you insist on protecting Mark?"
The anger in his heart surged, and he felt that the whole world was protecting Mark and the whole world was against him.
"Divine Doctor Ye is a distinguished guest of Lord Chou Emperor, and he has some connections with Lord Chou Emperor's family."
The hunchbacked old man spoke firmly: "So if you want to hurt Doctor Ye, you have to step on my corpse first."
"Then you die."
Tang Sanguo roared loudly, stomped the ground again, and flew forward.
The hunchbacked old man didn't talk nonsense. He sank and jumped like a toad fighting.
Soon, the two sides were fighting hand to hand.
Only a series of fists, feet and body collisions were heard.
The walls are cracked, the ground is broken, and murderous intent is rising from the rooftop.
The sweeping air current was even more suffocating.
Following a fierce punch, the two of them separated backwards again.
"Gu——"
At this moment, a sharp bird call passed away in a flash.
"Whoosh whoosh-"
Tang Sanguo's face changed slightly when he heard the chirping of birds, and then his body suddenly twisted.
He used the force of his fall to eject again to put distance between himself and the hunchbacked old man.
Then he flashed out black gliders with both arms, and disappeared into the vast night like a bird.
Only the words he left echoed in the air: "Old man, after some time, I will come back and kill you."
"boom!"
The hunchbacked old man fell from mid-air and broke a tile on the ground, but did not continue to pursue.
He just stared indifferently at the direction where Tang Sanguo disappeared:
"The nightingale drips blood. The enemies that Divine Doctor Ye provoked are a bit strong..."
