The young master Ye Fan was shocked in a battle with West China!
When the Ouyang brothers and others fled West China in panic, the fierce battle on Long Street quickly spread to every corner of West China.
All parties in West China have mixed feelings.
To be honest, they who have suddenly become rich look down on those who come from other places.
They felt that these people came to West China to hunt for gold and worked hard for them.
Moreover, in the past few decades, countless dragons crossing the river have been killed one by one by the three tycoons without mercy.
This made all parties in West China feel arrogant and confident that outsiders would not be able to succeed.
Ye Fan, the young master of the Wumeng League, if he doesn't make money on his knees or joins the others, he will be kicked out of West China sooner or later.
This is their voice.
So when word spread about the Battle of Changjie, all parties in West China were instantly shocked.
Besides being shocked, it’s still shocking!
The first reaction of many people when they heard the news was that their eyes widened as if they were goldfish drowning.
It was hard for them to believe the news.
After asking again and again and getting confirmation, everyone turned pale and sighed.
The three tycoons gathered more than 4,000 murderers with blood on their hands.
Equipped with 1,000 spray guns, 500 shotguns, 500 crossbows, and 4,000 machetes.
And they also took hundreds of women, children and children hostage.
This force is comparable to that of two militia groups.
This is also the most ferocious and crazy civil conflict in Western China and even China in the past thirty years.
Such a powerful lineup is more than enough to attack the capital, not to mention just one Ye Fan.
But in the end, more than 4,000 people were killed by Ye Fan, and more than 2,000 of them were killed. There were also thousands of injured, and Nangong Lei died.
This makes any big boss in West China unable to help but sigh with sadness.
More than 2,000 people, kneeling still, cutting one person at a time for several hours.
However, Ye Fan was promoted within more than an hour.
They also suddenly discovered that the soldiers they once thought were strong, with many guns and money, were completely vulnerable to Ye Fan.
This Ye Fan is really, really...
Too perverted, too evil.
No adjectives can accurately express the shock and loss in everyone's hearts.
After sighing with emotion, all parties in West China took notice and prepared generous gifts to go to the Wu League to pay homage to Ye Fan.
They knew that after the First World War on Changjie, the era of the Three Tycoons was about to decline.
And Ye Fan will become the new boss of West China.
At this time, Ye Fan was sitting in the car treating Yuan Qingyi's wounds.
After escaping from birth, Ye Fan did not go to the foothold of Fanbaizhan or the Liu family cemetery. Instead, he sent Mother Liu and the others away as quickly as possible.
As long as the women of the Liu family and Wang Aicai and the others leave, no matter how many people or how powerful the three tycoons are, Ye Fan is not afraid.
After seeing off Mother Liu and the others, Ye Fan summoned Meng Tailang and She Meiren and went straight to the Martial Alliance.
He had been fighting for so long and sacrificed so many people. Although Wu Jiuzhou could not contact him, he could always judge his situation.
No matter what, Wu Jiuzhou should bring the disciples of Wu Meng to support him.
However, Ye Fan never saw the shadow of Wu Jiuzhou.
He needs an explanation.
Otherwise, I would be sorry for the injured Yuan Qingyi and the dead martial alliance disciples.
"Master Ye, Wu Jiuzhou's matter can actually be dealt with later."
While the car was driving forward, Yuan Qingyi, who was treated by Ye Fan, looked a little more relaxed:
"We should first kill Nangong Fu, Ouyang Wuji and others."
"Otherwise, even if they dare not attack again, they will be given time to run away."
"They have a back garden in the bear country. Once they go to the bear country, it will be difficult to attack them."
No matter who is behind the scenes, after today's battle, Nangong Fu and Ouyang Wuji must die.
"It's okay. I have contacted Chen Bahuang and asked him to guard and block the Nangong and Ouyang families."
Ye Fan had confidence in his eyes: "And Chen Bahuang has figured out their secret channels."
"Nangong Fu and Ouyang Wuji can't run away."
"Besides, this battle has been very difficult for the three families. It would be too easy to kill them with one knife like this."
"Give them a little hope of escaping, and they will be even more desperate when they are intercepted."
"This will allow me to take a good breath."
Ye Fan wanted Nangong Fu and the others to work in vain before they died.
Yuan Qingyi smiled: "Okay, I'll listen to you."
Soon, Ye Fan's motorcade arrived at Jincheng Martial League.
When he and Yuan Qingyi got out of the car, they saw thousands of people sitting quietly around the entire Wu League.
They blocked building entrances and exits, blocked all passages, and blocked car tires.
Many people could be seen crying and jumping off the building rooftops, doors and windows.
They were all trembling old men with gray hair.
Ye Fan's original fierceness was cut in half in an instant.
He more or less guessed the reason why Wu Jiuzhou could not support him.
Yuan Qingyi glanced at it, then waved his hand, signaling that Montail Wolf and Snake Beauty would lead the troops to surround Wu Meng.
As the first elder, she doesn't want internal strife in the martial alliance, but she doesn't mind cleaning up the family either.
Enough people have been killed today, she doesn't care about bloodbathing the Jincheng Martial Arts League anymore.
Meng Tailang and She Meiren each led a hundred men to disperse and surrounded the entire Jincheng Martial Alliance.
No entry allowed, no exit allowed.
Ye Fan didn't say anything, walked through the crowd with his hands behind his back, and slowly walked up the stairs.
Yuan Qingyi's voice came out coldly:
"Wu Jiuzhou, Master Ye, come here, why don't you come out to accept the crime?"
As soon as the words fell, the old people sitting on the ground and steps raised their heads, holding shoes and hats in their hands and threw them to Ye Fan:
"Get out, get out!"
"Our children will not fight for you."
"The three tycoons are not something you, an outsider, can afford to offend."
"If our child dies protecting you, what will happen to his wife, children, and parents?"
"So what if you are unfaithful and unjust? Only by living can you live a small life. Everything else is empty."
"Yes, our children don't want to be some bullshit hero."
"If you want them to help, then step over our bodies..."
The gray-haired old people shouted and complained indignantly against Ye Fan and Yuan Qingyi.
Many old people also tried to intercept and beat Ye Fan.
"If you dare to touch Young Master Ye, don't blame me for killing without mercy."
Yuan Qingyi's eyes turned slightly cold, and he threatened the crowd with a backhand sword.
The crowd calmed down and all actions came to a standstill.
Ye Fan didn't even look at them, he walked calmly through the crowd, and then walked into the Martial Alliance Hall.
At the entrance of the hall, there were more than a hundred old people lying around.
Ye Fan stamped his left foot and knocked them all out.
More than a hundred old people groaned and made way for them.
Ye Fan stepped in.
"Sinner Wu Fu!"
"Jincheng Martial Alliance!"
"I've met Mr. Ye!"
At this time, a large number of Wu Meng disciples followed Wu Fucheng and rushed out in panic.
They plopped down and knelt in front of Ye Fan, with guilt and sadness on their faces.
"Where is Wu Jiuzhou?"
Ye Fan stood in front of Wu Fu and asked coldly: "I need an explanation from him."
"Father-"
Wu Fu suddenly burst into tears: "My foster father is dead!"
