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Chapter 487

Chapter 487

"Everyone in the world who touches my reverse scale will die; and my sister is my reverse scale."

Ye Fan looked at Song Nanyang, who had his mouth wide open and his pupils gradually dilated, with contempt and disdain on his face.

"Didn't your father tell you what happened at Wangjiangtai last night?"

"It's you!"

Song Nanyang's pupils suddenly dilated in disbelief, and then he felt deep regret.

Song Zhiyuan mentioned a few things about Wangjiangtai last night, including the word "Ye Fan" and that he was a martial arts master.

But he didn't care.

Now he understands why Ye Fan is so powerful that a finger pierced his skull! Why Ye Fan has the courage to kill him!

However, there is no regret medicine in this world.

"Plop."

Song Nanyang fell unwillingly into a pool of blood, twitched a few times, and then became silent.

An eldest son of a generation, one of the four young masters of Nanling, passed away.

Ye Fan didn't have any troubles in his heart.

He is just a young master of the family, so he will kill him. His hands were once stained with the blood of a certain country's royal family.

Even the prince was killed mercilessly, let alone Song Nanyang. Could it be that his life was more noble than that of the prince?

Turn around and leave.

Not a trace was left.

A few minutes later, the battle outside also ended one after another, and Nangong Han's men and horses all fell into submission.

"Master!"

A big man rushed up excitedly and shouted: "Master, Nangong Han's people have been chopped down. Master, you..."

boom!

The big man's voice stopped suddenly.

Then, screams echoed through the sky.

"Master! Come, come, call an ambulance... No, the master has died, the master has been killed!"

This night is destined to be restless.

The news of Song Nanyang's murder could not be concealed at all. Within an hour, it spread throughout the upper class society of Nanling, like a bomb that exploded the circle.

The impact of this incident was too great.

The head of Nanling City ordered Xiang Boyan to personally lead the investigation overnight.

at the same time.

The Song family was enveloped in a thick atmosphere of sadness. Song Zhiyuan burst into tears. He could not believe that his son would be killed.

"My son!"

"Whoever killed you, I will crush him to ashes, destroy all nine of his clans, and kill them all, my son!"

Song Zhiyuan's eyes were about to burst.

puff.

A mouthful of blood spurted out. Song Zhiyuan finally couldn't hold it anymore and fell down. Song Zhishu hugged him in time.

"Second child."

"Brother, tell me."

Song Zhiyuan grabbed Song Zhishu's collar and roared ferociously: "Catch the murderer, catch the murderer, avenge Nanyang Blood River."

"Okay, okay, brother, please take a nap first and don't hurt your body. Leave the rest to me."

Song Zhiyuan fell into coma on the spot.

Song Zhishu ordered people to send him to the hospital for recuperation.

At the same time, someone in power came to report: "Second Master, there is news from the Public Security Department that there are only Nanyang, two bodyguards and Nangong Han's commander in the attic. There is no trace of the fifth person."

"Sure?!"

"I'm sure, Xiang Boyan personally verified it, and it can't be false. It's certain that it was the commander under Nangong Han who killed Nanyang. It's a pity that they are all dead now, and there is no proof of death."

Song Zhishu said coldly: "What kind of proof do you want? Since it was Nangong Han who caused it, let him pay with his life."

Suddenly, all the people in power in the Song family were alarmed.

"Second Master, what do you mean?"

"Since the Nangong family did this, why should we hide it and immediately spread the news about Nangong Han's murder of Nanyang? We, the Song family, should give it a good fight with the Nangong family."

Someone in power said worriedly: "Second Master, think again. I am not letting others' ambitions destroy my own prestige. In fact, the strength of our Song family is one point worse than that of the Nangong family."

Song Zhishu glanced coldly and snorted: "Don't worry, my son will return to the family soon."

"Master Nantian?"

"good."

Those in power were overjoyed and mixed with excitement.

"When Master Nantian comes back, he will naturally have a deterrent effect. Well, our Song family will have a fight with the Nangong family. This time, no matter what, Nangong Han will pay with his life."


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