Faced with Ye Fan's scolding, Zhao Gaishi not only did not stop moving, but instead sneered and touched Song Hongyan.
At the same time, the muzzle of the gun was deflected and pointed at the source of Ye Fan's sound.
Dozens of tough men also turned their weapons and looked at the uninvited guests.
"Whoosh——"
There was a sharp sound, and a figure shot over, with a burning smell in the air.
That's the smell from the friction between the soles of the shoes and the ground.
Song Feiyan's pretty face changed: "Manager Zhao, be careful."
After the words fell, there were only a few bangs and bangs, and five or six tough men in black were knocked out. Blood spurted from their mouths and they fell more than ten meters away and fell.
But Ye Fan's speed did not slow down, and he still rushed towards Zhao Gaishi like a rainbow.
Song Feiyan, who didn't see Ye Fan's face clearly, subconsciously stepped forward to block him, but as soon as she stepped forward, she was mercilessly knocked away by Ye Fan.
His whole body was like a train crashing, his ribs were broken, his mouth and nose were bleeding, his hands and feet were dangling and he fell to the ground.
Powerful, too powerful.
Song Feiyan was extremely horrified.
She wanted to capture Ye Fan, but she saw Ye Fan in front of Zhao Gaishi.
"Bang bang bang——"
Zhao Gaishi calmly pulled the trigger six times, but Ye Fan dodged them all like a ghost. When he was about to pull the seventh shot, there was a strong wind beside him.
He could have blocked it with a sweep of his arm.
"Crack!"
As soon as his arm swept over, he was grabbed by Ye Fan and then bent at the back of his joint.
There was a loud noise, his arm was broken, and Zhao Gaishi let out a shrill scream.
"Bang--"
Ye Fan did not stop, and threw Zhao Gaishi into the crowd with his backhand.
This smash knocked over seven or eight people in an instant, and also caused chaos in the besieging team.
Ye Fan took the opportunity to rush forward, his fists and feet were like shuttles breaking through the waves. Wherever he passed, the waves turned and the waves disappeared, and the clicking sounds continued to sound, irritating the eardrums.
In Mi'er's shock, Ye Fan walked through the team in the blink of an eye.
More than thirty of Zhao Gaishi's thugs all fell to the ground with their hands and feet broken off.
The blood flowing from his body fell into the ground.
I was groaning and stunned, one against a hundred, it turned out not to be a myth.
After Song Feiyan recognized Ye Fan, her fear outweighed her anger. She held the gun but did not dare to move it.
Seeing Ye Fan killing everyone, Song Hongyan's eyes were indescribably tender. Falling in love with this man was truly her greatest luck.
As long as he is here, the sky will not fall.
"Did I ever say, don't touch her?"
After knocking down the thugs, Ye Fan took out a tissue and wiped it gently.
While approaching Zhao Gaishi, he said casually: "Have you ever said that?"
"Boy, do you know who I am?"
"I am Zhao Gaishi, the steward of the Song family."
Zhao Gaishi's mouth was twitching, but he still maintained his dignity:
"If you touch me, you are touching the Song family. Can you afford the consequences?"
Ye Fan ignored it, picked up a dagger and continued to move forward.
The dagger is sharp and irritates people's eyes.
Zhao Gaishi covered his severed hand and roared:
"Song Hongyan is afraid of me. You don't have a strong background or a strong identity, so it's best not to wade into troubled waters."
"Fistes are no longer popular these days. If you touch me, just make a phone call and the police will arrest you."
"Even if you compete with force, the Song family has thousands of elites, mercenaries, and even Xuanjing masters, enough to crush you hundreds of times."
"Young man, you are still young and have a bright future. Don't force yourself to do something wrong. Get out of here now. I will pretend that nothing happened."
"Otherwise, I will be angry..."
Zhao Gaishi retreated to the white Hummer. There was no way out. The anxiety on his face and the sweat on his forehead were no longer as showy as they were at the beginning.
Ye Fan's strength made him very uncomfortable and also made him unspeakably afraid.
Ye Fan didn't hesitate at all. He looked at Zhao Gaishi and said lightly: "Have I ever told you not to touch beauties?"
"Ye Fan, he is Manager Zhao, a celebrity of Young Master Song."
Song Feiyan couldn't stop shouting: "If you touch him, the consequences will be serious..."
"laugh--"
However, as soon as Song Feiyan finished speaking, half of the dagger shot out from Ye Fan's hand, directly piercing Song Feiyan's eyebrows.
Song Feiyan's ferocious warning expression lost all life on the spot before it could fully bloom.
The whole person's eyes were full of disbelief. He pointed his finger at Ye Fan, fell vertically backwards, and died on the spot.
Zhao Gaishi's expression changed drastically. He never expected that Ye Fan would kill Song Feiyan like this.
Mi'er also had a similar expression of shock, and then she felt happy.
However, Song Hongyan and Song Dazhong knew Ye Fan's ruthless methods.
"Go to hell!"
Seeing Song Feiyan's tragic death in front of him, Zhao Gaishi roared angrily and took out a gun with his backhand and pointed it at Ye Fan.
Trigger pulled.
Ye Fan's head tilted slightly.
"Bang--"
The bullet flew past Ye Fan's ear.
"ah--"
Seeing that Ye Fan was able to avoid it like this, Zhao Gaishi's head went blank. When he wanted to shoot again, he saw that the knife had already fallen.
A stream of blood burst out, and Zhao Gaishi let out a shrill scream.
His left hand was chopped off by Ye Fan, and a trace of blood appeared after it was ejected several meters away, which looked shocking.
Zhao Gaishi subconsciously moved his body, and another sword flashed past.
"flutter!"
Zhao Gaishi's other hand was also cut off.
Drenched with blood.
Seeing this bloody scene, everyone present felt cold all over.
Mi'er was also shivering.
While screaming, Ye Fan flicked his finger and something fell into Zhao Gaishi's throat.
"I'm going to take my life now. I'll keep it and go back and tell your master."
Ye Fan patted Zhao Gaishi's face and smiled:
"He must give me an explanation for what happened to Hongyan today."
"Otherwise, I will go to the Song family in person tomorrow to ask for it back..."
After saying that, he kicked Zhao Gaishi away.
Zhao Gaishi and the others were almost mad to death, so they went to the Song family to seek justice? Who do you think you are?
But no matter how angry they are, they can only lower their heads and accept it...
Their skills are too far away from Ye Fan.
Zhao Gaishi once thought of calling the police, but he was worried that Ye Fan would jump over the wall and kill himself, so he planned to make plans after he was out of danger.
"Go away."
Ye Fan asked Zhao Gaishi and the others to leave.
Ye Fan didn't stay at the scene for too long. After calling Shen Dongxing to clean up the mess, he pulled Song Hongyan and the others into a commercial vehicle.
"Brother Fan, thank you."
As soon as she got into the car, Song Hongyan didn't shy away from it, hugged Ye Fan and said quietly:
"If you hadn't arrived in time, I would have ended badly."
Although Ye Fan knew that women must still have ways to protect themselves, and now Chu Chu piti was just a coquettish act, he still couldn't help but feel moved by it.
There is a faint fragrance floating on the nose, but when it hits the eyes, it is a scene that is enough to make all men in the world excited.
The snow-white is looming, the small mouth breathes like orchid, and the eyes are rippling with spring water.
This woman is like this, she can have hundreds of styles and countless charms just by raising her hands and feet inadvertently.
Ye Fan smiled: "As long as it's okay..."
Looking at the man she had not seen for a long time, Song Hongyan's starry eyes flashed and she was extremely excited. She suddenly had an irresistible impulse.
She smiled evilly, smoothed her long hair, stretched out her arms, and suddenly hugged Ye Fan's neck.
He raised his chin and kissed Ye Fan!
"I want to reward you well."
A pretty face, as beautiful as a peach blossom.
Ye Fan's breathing was invisibly rapid, and then he shuddered and stopped his seductive little mouth with his fingers.
"The reward will be given later. Please tell me first, what happened to you?"
Without talking about serious matters, Ye Fan was worried that he would not be able to resist his impulse.
"A guy who has no courage..."
Song Hongyan rolled her eyes at Ye Fan, her expression showing a bit of unfinished pain:
"You're divorced, but you still have such a bottom line? Are you still thinking about her?"
She naturally refers to Tang Ruoxue.
Before waiting for Ye Fan's answer, Song Hongyan thought of Tang Ruoxue and felt inexplicably flustered, with a hint of loss.
She didn't understand it herself. Every time she talked about Tang Ruoxue, she was more confused and confused, which made her confidence in catching Ye Fan fall apart.
Ye Fan looked at her and chuckled: "I just want to rescue auntie as soon as possible."
Song Hongyan calmed down her chaotic emotions, then lay in Ye Fan's arms and said:
"The Seven-Star Life-Extending Pill you asked my mother to bring back poisoned two nephews of the Song family to death last week..."
