Qian Jiaxin and the others were surprised when they saw this.
They didn't seem to expect that Ye Fan was so powerful. He not only saved the elite of the southern country, but also injured two big demons.
Mrs. Qian also squinted her eyes slightly, knowing a little more about Mark, but she still didn't feel at ease.
She could see that Miao Jingyun still had a trump card, and Ye Fan's disaster was not over yet.
And so what if Ye Fan is great, but he can't achieve the glory of the Prime Minister of the country ten years ago, so why should he challenge the Jin and Cui families?
Dongxie Xidu was seriously injured, but not only was he not afraid, but he became ferocious, roaring and trying to step forward again.
Miao Jingyun stretched out his hand to stop them: "It's okay, don't be in a hurry, there are plenty of opportunities for revenge."
"Miao Jingyun, stop talking nonsense."
Ye Fan took a step forward: "Don't you want me to get out? I'm out now."
"If you have the ability, stand up and let's fight one on one."
"More than 800 people present can witness that as long as you can kill me, no one will seek revenge from you."
He provoked Miao Jingyun, wanting to provoke him to come out to capture the thieves and capture the king first, otherwise many people would die in a scuffle on the spot.
"Single challenge?"
Miao Jingyun sneered: "Even if I want to challenge you to a duel, my brothers won't agree."
"Besides, if I kill you, I don't even have to take action."
He looked like he was in control of the situation: "The fight just now was just an appetizer."
"Tap tap tap..."
As he finished speaking, a burst of neat and hasty footsteps soon sounded outside.
There was also a hint of murderous intent.
Then nearly a hundred Kim's gunmen poured in with live ammunition and were well-trained and surrounded the entire hall.
The gun's gloomy muzzle and powerful firepower caused many guests to panic, and even Han Changshan's expression changed slightly.
This battle is too big.
Jin Zhiyuan shouted sharply: "Miao Jingyun, what on earth are you going to do?"
"Junior Miao Jingyun, led by the Immortal Bronze Man, twelve poison cultivators, East Evil and West Poisonous Snakes, and eighty Jin clan gunmen."
Miao Jingyun laughed wildly and shouted to the audience: "Come here to congratulate Mr. Quan."
"I sincerely wish the old man to be as blessed as the East China Sea and live as long as the Southern Mountains."
While shouting congratulations to Prime Minister Quan on his birthday, he led Dongxie Xidu and others forward.
Miao Jingyun mercilessly kicked away any southern elite or guests who blocked the way.
Extremely arrogant.
"Miao Jingyun!"
Jin Zhiyuan took a step forward and shouted: "What do you want to do? You are not welcome here, and you do not need to wish you a birthday."
"Haha, Chairman Jin is very direct when he speaks."
Miao Jingyun stared at Jin Zhiyuan and smiled:
"To be honest, I'm not here to celebrate my birthday. We're here tonight to settle old scores with your guest, Ye Fan."
"You are wise, President Jin, please kill him and leave it to me, then pay me three to five billion, and this matter will be over."
"Yes, that's right, you killed Ye Fan and left it to me!"
"Otherwise, I will treat you as Ye Fan's accomplices and kill each of you."
"Don't tell me that personal grudges have nothing to do with you. You and Mark are sitting in the same birthday banquet hall. That's my enemy."
"Don't tell me anything about your identity and status..."
"In my eyes, Miao Jingyun, tonight, there are no powerful people, no rich families, only friends or enemies."
"Either kill Ye Fan and become our enemy, or stand on the opposite side of us and become our enemy, but you will definitely die."
"And he died as a result of the poison eating his heart."
Miao Jingyun's voice was so loud that it not only made the dishes and chopsticks buzz, but also made the hearts of the guests tremble.
This is a savage.
Ye Fan's eyes turned cold: "Miao Jingyun, you are so useless."
Jin Zhiyuan's face changed drastically: "If you want to touch Mr. Ye, you must step on our corpses first."
"Step over?"
Miao Jingyun pointed her finger at the more than 800 guests present and sneered:
"It's no different if I step on such trash to death than I would step on an ant. If I give the order, not a few of the 800 people will survive."
"And I'm not afraid to tell you that in order to take down Ye Fan, I not only brought enough people tonight, but also poisoned the birthday banquet food."
"As long as you eat something or drink water, your life is in my hands."
He took out a small red drum and smiled evilly: "As long as I tap it lightly, you will be worse than dead."
Everyone was panicked when they heard this.
Ye Fan's face changed slightly, and he checked himself quickly, but found that there was nothing strange about him.
Master Ji Mie, who had just eaten a piece of pastry to satisfy her hunger, looked down at the pastry in her hand and found that there was nothing strange about it. She sneered:
"Pretentious."
Many guests also touched their stomachs and hearts and felt no pain, so they didn't take it seriously.
"Dong...dong dong..."
Miao Jingyun laughed, didn't say anything, and just slapped the red drum.
"ah--"
As soon as Miao Jingyun took three shots, almost all the guests screamed and fell to the ground, holding their stomachs.
Almost all of the eight hundred people had eaten. At this moment, their faces were pale, their foreheads were sweating, and they were twisting and turning.
Very painful.
Master Ji Mie and Huo Ziyan also plopped down on the table, clenching their teeth and sweating like rain.
The entire hall screamed and wailed, and some people begged for mercy:
"Stop shooting, stop shooting."
Seeing this spectacular scene, Mrs. Qian and Qian Jiaxin were stunned, as if they did not expect that Miao Jingyun's methods were so extraordinary.
The poison is invisible.
At the same time, they felt a sense of joy. Fortunately, they did not associate with Ye Fan and Jin Zhiyuan, otherwise they would be afraid that life would be worse than death.
Ye Fan checked himself again and found that there was nothing strange, but he had no time to be surprised. He took out the silver needle and quickly gave it to Master Nirvana and the others to resolve it.
Jin Zhiyuan stared at Miao Jingyun and shouted: "Miao Jingyun, you are so shameless."
She really didn't expect that the other party would secretly poison her.
"For me, being shameless and despicable has no meaning. It can only lead to victory and defeat."
Miao Jingyun laughed loudly:
"And I'm not interested in you. I'll come over tonight as long as Mark dies."
"Leave it to me to kill Ye Fan, and I will let you go, otherwise you will all die in pain."
Miao Jingyun stopped beating the red drum so that all the poisoned guests could breathe a sigh of relief.
Ye Fan took a step forward and shouted: "Miao Jingyun, the person you want to kill is me. If you have the ability, why do you want to threaten them?"
"It would be too boring for me to kill you."
Miao Jingyun looked at Mark with a ferocious smile:
"I love watching these people tear you apart alive."
"Only in this way can I be worthy of the Miao wedding dress, my half ear, the black Rakshasa, and the evil spirit in my heart."
"Ye Fan, you have only two choices now, one is to kill all the 800 people present, the other is to be killed by 800 people."
"Of course, if you are more compassionate, you can choose to commit suicide, otherwise President Jin and others will be in trouble."
Miao Jingyun felt that his move was good for killing people and killing people.
"There is another option..."
At this moment, a light but murderous voice came over:
"That means, kill all of you!"
Quan Xiangguo slowly came down from the upstairs, his body was thin, but his figure was like a suffocating Mount Tai, suppressing the entire hall...
