Seeing the familiar figure appear, Ling Anxiu burst into tears.
The decisiveness and strength she had just turned into grievances, and it seemed that only in front of this man would she show her weakness.
At the same time, the fear and fear in my heart also dissipated like the tide.
Ye Fan means a huge sense of security to her.
But she quickly held back her tears and gaze to prevent her enemies from feeling the closeness between her and Ye Fan.
Ling Anxiu didn't want her enemies to use her to threaten Ye Fan.
She also took advantage of the braided young man and the others to grab a dagger that had fallen on the table and hid it in her sleeves.
"Bang bang bang——"
At this moment, as Ye Fan's order was issued, all Shen's masters had spread out and sealed the entrance to the entire teahouse.
Shen Dongxing also waved his fan and followed Ye Fan slowly.
"Death, you are determined to die, it depends on whether you die quickly or slowly."
Shen Dongxing's voice was very loud: "If you kneel down and surrender, I will give him a happy life. If you dare to resist, life will be worse than death."
He pointed his finger at the braided young man and the others, issuing a warning as if looking at dead people.
"Aren't you seeking death by pretending to be a bad person in front of us?"
Seeing Ye Fan and the others showing up so arrogantly, a tall man in black eyes widened in anger.
Before Ye Fan could react, Dugu Shang stepped out from behind.
More than two hundred strong men in black suddenly felt that the wind at this moment had a hint of the coolness of late winter.
The braided young man felt the danger of Dugu Shang.
He pointed his finger and shouted: "Kill him."
Three tough men in black stood up almost simultaneously, pulled out a gun and pointed it at Dugu Shang.
They all shouted: "Die to me!"
Extremely fast!
It's just that they are fast, and Dugu Shang is even faster.
"Whoosh!"
A strong wind suddenly swept through the entire teahouse.
The three tough men in black felt a ferocious beast coming across the wilderness and suddenly appeared in front of them.
The fierce wind on their bodies could even blow them down!
The guns in their hands were too late to pull the trigger.
"flutter!"
The sword flashed and there was a crisp sound.
The heads of the three people flew out.
"ah--"
Seeing this scene, both the braided youth and the group, as well as Butler Ling and the others, were all stunned.
Each one of them seemed to be pinned down.
Not only did the three tough men in black not spray Dugu Shang to death, but Dugu Shang ruthlessly chopped off three of their heads.
Moreover, the attack was so fast that no one saw Dugu Shang's movements.
This is really too evil.
This also shocked everyone in the audience. Everyone was stiff and their faces were full of horror.
I just don’t believe it anymore, the facts are in front of me.
At this moment, the air froze, and more than two hundred people in the audience were all speechless.
Their eyes were all fixed on Dugu Shang, who could block hundreds of people with one sword, and his aura that was invincible in the world.
"Definitely -"
Ye Fan didn't pay attention to the changes in the audience, but slowly approached Ling Anxiu.
The footsteps walking past were neither urgent nor slow, but had a harsh and shocking sound that shook the hearts of the entire audience.
"Kill them, kill them. Whoever kills them, I will give him one million, no, two million."
The young man with braids reacted first and yelled hysterically to his companions:
As he roared under the heavy reward, dozens of tough men in black immediately rushed towards Dugu Shang.
They were surprised that Dugu Shang took action, but they were even more angry that their authority was being challenged.
"Swish swish——"
Dugu Shang turned his right hand and the black sword drew several arcs.
The four tough men in black screamed and fell to the ground with blood splattered on their chests.
The weapon in his hand was also thrown away.
Before they could close their eyes, another sword light passed by, and three more people spurted blood from their throats.
"ah--"
Seeing how powerful Dugu Shang was, the other men in black froze in their movements.
"Whoosh——"
The next second, Dugu Shang was like a sharp arrow, piercing into the enemy camp.
As several sharp sword lights bloomed, six more people fell to the ground screaming with their abdomens split open.
A bald man saw this, took a gun and shouted: "Go to hell!"
"Whoosh!"
Before he finished speaking, the black sword was already approaching like a poisonous snake.
A sharp sword tip instantly pierced the bald man's throat.
The blood spurted, and Dugu Shang suddenly flew back, and the bald man holding the gun fell to the ground.
Life is extinguished.
Dugu Shang passed over his body like a gust of wind, like a hungry wolf crashing into the other strong men in black.
"Swish swish——"
The sharp sword was flying, and the sword saw blood. In less than thirty seconds, Dugu Shang pierced the throats of more than twenty enemies.
Then, he moved his body again and rushed into the re-surrounded enemy group.
The sword light rose again, killing thirty-eight people immediately, and with a backhand sword, he broke through Ye Fan's path.
Another strike of the sword forced the braided young man to pull Ling Anxiu and retreat hurriedly.
Dugu Shang didn't stop, he moved his body and got close to the enemy again.
The black sword swung and bloomed like a poisonous snake.
The sharp sword is like a rainbow, making a hissing sound, taking away the opponent's life wantonly.
After just one encounter, more than thirty tough men in black screamed and fell in a pool of blood.
Another confrontation, and another twenty gunmen were all killed...
With another strike of the sword, blood splattered from the throats of sixteen people.
The braided young man and others were all shocked. Dugu Shang was simply a murderous demon king.
"You bastard, kill so many of my brothers——"
Seeing Dugu Shang killing everyone in such a massacre, the scarred man was furious.
He stopped mid-sentence, and Dugu Shang's sharp sword pierced his heart.
The scarred man's eyes couldn't stop widening.
He couldn't believe that he too had been killed. He was a top-notch jackal.
But if he no longer believed it, all his strength dissipated, and then he fell to the ground, his vitality gradually extinguished.
Before his eyes could close, Dugu Shang stepped over his body again and swung out his sword one after another.
Another dozen people's heads fell to the ground like watermelons.
Fast, all of this can only be described with the word fast.
It has only been ten minutes since Dugu Shang took action, but in this time, nearly two hundred people died in Dugu Shang's hands.
There was no shooting, no siege, or even a strong counterattack, just Dugu Shang's unilateral massacre.
At this moment, Dugu Shang is the God of War, bringing murderous intent and death wherever he goes.
There were piles of corpses at Dugu Shang's feet, and the entire teahouse became silent.
Even the wind blowing in was mixed with rich blood.
There were only a dozen or so people left in the group of braided young men, who were suppressed and shivering in the corner.
Butler Ling and the others looked at the scene in front of them in a daze.
The group of jackals that were densely packed just now turned into dead dogs in the blink of an eye.
This is really shocking to the vision and mind.
Although the braided young men were not afraid of death and were still proud of their low lives, they still couldn't help but collapse when they saw Dugu Shang killing people like this.
Not being afraid of death does not mean that you will not die, nor does it mean that you are willing to die casually.
It was difficult for the braided young man to accept being cut off like vegetables.
While he hijacked Ling Anxiu and hid behind him, he pointed a gun at Ye Fan and shouted:
"Who are you? Why are you against us jackals?"
"Have you thought about the consequences of killing so many of my brothers?"
"Do you know who I am?"
"I am Ganlav, the young master of the Jackal Legion!"
"If you kill me, my father and the others will never let you go!"
The braided young man knew that he was not powerful enough for Ye Fan, so he took on a prominent identity in order to survive.
But Ye Fan didn't waver at all, and said calmly: "Let him go, I will give you a happy life!"
"Let him go?"
The braided young man laughed wildly: "Give me a good time?"
"You want me to release people, but you also want to kill me. Are you out of your mind?"
Then he took Ling Anxiu's hair and took a step forward.
"ah--"
Ling Anxiu's hair was pulled and she staggered forward. The woman was in pain and couldn't help but let out a scream.
The braided young man showed no pity for her, nor did he care about Ye Fan's cold eyes.
He slapped Ling Anxiu's pretty face: "I won't let him go, what can you do?"
Ye Fan and his gang killed more than two hundred people and wanted him to let others die. This was very irritating to the braided young man who had always been arrogant.
With the broken jar broken, he stared at Ye Fan rebelliously, the resentment and frustration clearly visible on his face.
Ling Anxiu's cheek hurt, and people felt pity for her, her eyes were dazzled, showing the charm of a weak woman.
Then, she looked at Mark and whispered: "Mark, I'm fine, I'm fine, don't worry about me!"
Seeing the braided young man treating Ling Anxiu like this, Ye Fan's eyes flashed with murderous intent.
He nodded to Ling Anxiu: "Anxiu, don't worry, I will take you home safely."
Feeling Ye Fan's concern, Ling Anxiu smiled sweetly, very delicately, very charmingly, and with an indescribable brilliance.
"Give you ten seconds!"
Ye Fan raised his head and shouted to the braided young man: "If we don't let him go, the entire jackal army will die, including your father."
"You want the entire jackal army to die? Who do you think you are? One of the top ten gambling kings?"
The braided young man laughed wildly: "Even an overlord like the Yang family can't annihilate our jackal army."
"If you want me to release her, you must get out first and then let me go back to the slums, otherwise I will die with her."
He hoped to run back to the base camp as soon as possible. There were thousands of brothers and sisters there, and Ye Fan couldn't carry so many people no matter how hard he fought.
After finishing speaking, he poked Ling Anxiu's neck with the muzzle of the gun in his hand: "Make way!"
