Last time, Yang Jianxiong eradicated the Qingshan base and captured dozens of fugitives, except for the four Midnight Butchers who escaped.
Afterwards, the police launched a comprehensive search for them, but their whereabouts have never been found.
Ye Fan almost forgot that they existed, but he didn't expect that they would take the initiative to find him.
For these remnants, Ye Fan was full of murderous intentions.
You know, dozens of young women were killed by them.
"Mengda Army Base?"
Hearing Ye Fan's words, the middle-aged fat man tensed up:
"Do you know where we escaped from?"
He re-examined Ye Fan, understood their identities, and knew where they were hiding, which showed that Ye Fan was not an ordinary little character.
At least it's not as simple as Xiao Ruobingcha's door-to-door son-in-law.
"Of course I know."
Ye Fan smiled lightly: "I also know that you are going to be finished today."
"Boy, you surprised me."
The middle-aged fat man looked around and sneered when he found that there was no ambush:
"But it's a pity that you are destined to die here."
Ye Fan indeed surprised them, but now it's four to one, and they are still the masters of killing people. I believe they can easily deal with Ye Fan.
Ye Fan smiled: "Killing is a capital crime."
"To put it bluntly, the four of us have a combined bounty of 10 million."
The fat middle-aged man smiled brightly:
"You said, after killing so many people, how can we feel any pressure if I kill you again?"
The three companions laughed heartily, with contempt and cruelty in their eyes.
For people like Ye Fan, they used to kill seven or eight people a year.
Ye Fan asked further: "Did Xiao Ruobing ask you to come?"
The middle-aged fat man twisted his neck and said with a smile: "Ask the answer to the Lord of Hell yourself..."
"Remember, my name is Da Tu, Da, big as a bird, Tu, Da Tu."
He laughed evilly: "When I die, I have some thoughts in my heart, so I won't feel so aggrieved."
"Whoosh——"
The fat middle-aged man's voice stopped suddenly because a knife was pressed against his throat at some point.
Ye Fan stood in front of him, holding fish intestines in his hand.
The whole place fell silent instantly.
No one thought that Ye Fan was so powerful that they didn't even have a chance to see clearly.
The middle-aged fat man was also startled, and then sighed: "I was mistaken."
Ye Fan looked at the middle-aged fat man and smiled and said, "I'll give you a chance to live, how about you?"
The middle-aged fat man's mouth slightly joked:
"I have four people here, you give me a chance to survive? Are you sure?"
While talking, the three companions took out weapons with their backhands, including daggers, crossbows, and an earthen gun.
"Boy, if you dare to touch my eldest brother, I will kill your whole family..."
A fierce woman reacted, pulled out a military thorn and shouted:
"Let him go..."
"Whoosh——"
At this moment, Ye Fan's figure flashed, and with a wave of his right hand, he directly pierced the opponent's throat.
The fierce woman's voice suddenly stopped because she was in severe pain all over her body and her throat was bleeding.
Ye Fan's tone was calm: "Did I let you speak?"
The middle-aged fat man and his group were all silent.
The fierce woman covered her throat and shook her head, looking at Mark with disbelief.
She didn't die immediately, so her eyes almost bulged out with anger.
I never expected that Ye Fan would be so domineering.
After Ye Fan glanced at the other party, he looked at the middle-aged fat man again:
"Da Tu, do you want to say something?"
An expert will know if there is any as soon as he takes action. Datu looked at his stiff companions, then at the sharp knife back on his throat, and finally gave a wry smile:
"I admit defeat."
Ye Fan nodded lightly: "Just admit defeat, otherwise I will waste my time and cut off one of my legs to give you a way out."
Trading four people for ten million would be considered income generation.
A one-eyed man was furious: "Boy, don't be too arrogant..."
"Whoosh——"
In the middle of his words, his voice suddenly stopped, because the fish intestine sword was also nailed into his throat.
There is no way to fight back!
The next second, he fell straight down and died without closing his eyes.
"asshole!"
Another gangster had a deep brotherhood. When he saw his two companions dying, he rushed forward with passion. He raised his crossbow and shot at Ye Fan.
Ye Fan stretched out his left hand, explored it, and flicked it.
The fired crossbow arrow was caught by Ye Fan and reflected back.
"flutter--"
There was a sharp sound, blood splattered from the gangster's throat, and the crossbow arrow penetrated.
"you you……"
He pointed at Ye Fan and shouted angrily, but only got a loud sound in his throat.
Isn't it just to kill the son-in-law who comes to the door? How can the whole army be wiped out?
He died unwillingly...
Ye Fan said calmly: "I told you not to talk too much, but you didn't listen..."
"Whoosh——"
Taking advantage of this opportunity, the middle-aged fat man moved his body, as nimble as a loach, and instantly floated back four to five meters.
At the same time, he grabbed it with his right hand and found a gun in his hand.
At this moment, the middle-aged fat man's movements suddenly froze, and between his eyebrows, there was a sharp fish intestine sword.
"Okay, so fast..."
It's really too fast.
The middle-aged fat man looked at Ye Fan blankly.
At this moment, he was horrified to the extreme. The Ye Fan in front of him was not some trash at all, but a real martial arts master.
His strength should be beyond that of the Huang Realm. After all, none of the Huang Realm masters he has taught are as terrifying as Ye Fan.
Thinking of this, his face turned white.
It’s over!
The whole army was wiped out!
This is the only thought in his mind!
"Ten million, I don't know if it's worth it."
Ye Fan took out his mobile phone, called the police, and then walked to Da Tu:
"Now can you tell me who sent you here?"
"Of course, you don't have to say it."
Ye Fan smiled and said: "It's just a decision. If I kill someone, I should hand it over to the police."
"That's right, Mr. Xiao gave us five million to take back the General Jade."
Da Tu knew that the situation was over: "It is up to us to decide whether to kill you or not. We are used to not leaving anyone alive..."
Ye Fan asked: "Who is Xiao Ruobing? How can she have the courage to take you in?"
"She is an antique shop manager on the surface, but in fact she is a stolen goods sales leader who specializes in washing things for tomb robbers."
Datu finished speaking in one breath: "She smuggled and resold gadgets and killed people. Even if she died ten times, she and I once had an affair."
"So after what happened at Qingshan Base, I took refuge with her. There is a secret room under Wang's antique shop, and we have been hiding there these days."
Since he was going to be unlucky anyway, he didn't mind a few backups.
"Thanks."
When he finished speaking, Ye Fan nodded, and then kicked Da Tu unconscious.
Then he tied up Dadu and stuffed him into the car and locked it.
"Woo——"
As soon as Ye Fan cleaned up his hands, he heard the sound of police sirens.
Ye Fan did not stay. Although there was a reward of 10 million, Ye Fan felt that dealing with the police was too troublesome.
He sent a message to Yang Jianxiong, then clapped his hands and prepared to go back.
Just when he closed the business car door, Ye Fan saw a small Buddhist pagoda pendant hanging on the rearview mirror of Midnight Butcher Rong.
At first glance, it looks similar to street stall crafts.
In fact, the Midnight Butchers didn’t take much care of it either, and it was covered in dirt, mottled and tattered.
However, the Jade of Life and Death was about to move, so Ye Fan stretched out his hand and pulled hard. He took the pagoda in his hand and took it away...
At six o'clock in the afternoon, Ye Fan returned to the Tang family villa.
As soon as Ye Fan parked the car and walked into the hall, a cup of tea was splashed at his feet.
Lin Qiuling yelled: "Are you blind? You can't even dodge when I splash water on you?"
Ye Fan looked up and found that there were many people sitting at home...
