"Ah——" The table was knocked by Miao Taidou and it burst into pieces.
Countless fragments are flying and falling to the ground, and the violent scene is gripping.
Miao Taidou's head was stuck in the middle of the table, his head was bruised and bloody, and his face was filled with splinters. He was extremely embarrassed and miserable.
He was 1.9 meters tall and struggled desperately, but he was still held firmly by Ye Fan, like a fish waiting to be slaughtered.
This scene frightened most of the people in the audience, with the same dull expressions.
No one expected that Ye Fan would be so cruel. He not only ignored Miao Taidou's qualifications, but also dared to blow his head off in public.
Duanmuchang was the first to react and shouted: "Ye Fan, what are you doing?"
"Asshole, you dare to touch Mr. Miao?"
Feng Yao also roared angrily: "I'll kill you."
After saying that, she drew her sword and rushed forward.
Seven or eight Miao elites were also filled with indignation, took out their weapons and rushed towards Ye Fan with murderous intent.
Ye Fan didn't need to say anything, Yuan Qingyi tilted his head slightly, and dozens of martial alliance disciples rushed out, directly blocking Fengyao and the others.
Fengyao and the others were powerful, but the Longdu Martial Alliance had a large number of people, and the two sides were evenly matched and fell into a stalemate.
Feng Yao held the Hidden Blade tightly and shouted: "Yuan Qingyi, what are you doing?"
Yuan Qingyi said categorically: "No one can harm Inspector Ye."
"You -" Feng Yao shouted to Ye Fan: "I tell you, something happened to Mr. Miao, and I want you all to be buried with him."
She wanted to rush out and kill Ye Fan, but she was stared at by the disciples of the Martial Alliance and couldn't do anything.
Duanmu Chang was also aggressive: "Ye Fan, Yuan Qingyi, have you thought about the consequences of doing this?"
"Come, let's talk about it."
Ye Fan didn't even look at Duanmuchang and Feng Yao, and pulled out Miao Taidou, whose face was covered with blood.
He stretched out his hand and patted Miao Taidou's old face: "I said those words to offend you, but what am I now?"
"Shuzi!"
Miao Taidou regained his breath and became furious: "If you dare to touch me, you will regret it."
"Bang -" Ye Fan didn't talk nonsense, grabbed his head and knocked on the table again.
There was another loud noise on the wooden table and another hole.
Miao Taidou screamed again, blood flowing all over his face: "Asshole, I won't let you go..." "You are still so ignorant, I don't know how you live to be seventy years old."
Ye Fan knocked him against the table again, and another stream of blood spurted out.
"You..." Miao Taidou's head hurt, he felt dizzy, and his heart became even more sad and angry.
For decades, he has been at a high level, either praised or respected by others.
Not only does he have a say in Miaocheng, but he also sells bomian in other places. But he didn't expect that he would suffer such a big loss today because of his arrogance.
After being hit on the head three times, how can this old face still behave?
It's just that he didn't dare to yell at Ye Fan anymore, lest this stupid young man take action again.
"Now I seem to be able to speak properly."
When Ye Fan saw Miao Taidou suppressing his anger, he kicked him away: "In the future, you should stop relying on your old age, or you will get your head blown off."
"It means that a young man like me is soft-hearted, but if it were a bastard like Miao Jingyun, an old guy like you would have died a long time ago."
"Go back and tell Miao Jinge that if you want to redeem Miao Jingyun, you can."
"For one Miao Zhuifeng and one billion more, I will sell face to Prime Minister Quan and put Miao Jingyun back."
Ye Fan clapped his hands and made a condition: "Otherwise you just wait to collect his body!"
Miao Taidou fell heavily at Duanmuchang's feet. He looked very miserable and angry. He just didn't dare to challenge anymore and tried to calm down his emotions.
"Ye Fan, Yuan Qingyi, you are too presumptuous."
Seeing Miao Taidou injured like this and Ye Fan opening his mouth, Duanmuchang could no longer suppress his anger.
"Do you really think that this elder does not exist?"
"I order you to immediately apologize to Mr. Miao, compensate him, and let him be punished."
He slammed the table and shouted: "Otherwise I won't let you go."
Ye Fan sneered: "You also want to rely on your old age and show off your old age?"
"Bastard thing!"
Duanmuchang's face darkened, his body jumped up into the air, and his hands turned into eagle claws to grab Yuan Qingyi.
This move is fast and cruel.
But just as he was on the way, Yuan Qingyi grabbed his wrist and swung it against the wall.
She threw Duanmu Chang over her shoulder.
"Bang -" there was a loud noise, Duanmuchang collided with the wall like a cannonball, and then slid to the ground with a muffled groan.
He sat on the ground with his teeth clenched, looking in agony, and then spit out a mouthful of blood.
Feng Yao and the others were stunned and looked at this scene in horror.
"How is this possible?"
Duan Muchang is a master, why is he so vulnerable in Yuan Qingyi's hands?
Is Duanmuchang getting old, or is Yuan Qingyi too powerful?
At the same time, Feng Yao became even more angry and contemptuous of Ye Fan. Men who hide behind women are really useless.
Yuan Qingyi stood next to Mark, with a cold voice: "Once again, no one can hurt Mark."
Duanmuchang climbed up and sat back on a chair to catch his breath, then stared at Ye Fan and the others and shouted through gritted teeth: "Yuan Qingyi, just wait, you will regret it."
He swore to the sky: "I will definitely drive you out of the Wu League and make you regret what you did today."
Yuan Qingyi smiled noncommittally.
"regret?
I regret your sister!"
Ye Fan slowly walked up to Duanmuchang, with a hint of teasing in his eyes.
Before Duanmuchang could react, Ye Fan raised his foot and kicked Duanmuchang hard.
Duanmuchang is also considered a master. When Ye Fan showed hostility, he was immediately on guard. When he saw him kicking him, he defended with all his strength.
But before he could finish his defense, his body was shaken, his abdomen hurt, and he and the chair fell to the ground with a thud.
"Ah——" Duanmuchang screamed, lying on the ground with his feet in the air, and the chair broke with a crack, making him extremely embarrassed.
Ye Fan smiled lightly: "I want to see how you can make me regret it."
Fengyao and the others became even more angry when they saw this. Ye Fan was so shameless. He took advantage of Yuan Qingyi to hurt Duanmu Chang and humiliated Elder Duanmu.
"Ye Fan!"
Duanmuchang was so angry that he got up and shouted: "You dare to attack me?"
Being injured by Yuan Qingyi was acceptable, after all, he was the one who struck first, but now it was Ye Fan who kicked the person first, which made him feel very humiliated.
"Pa—" Ye Fan didn't tolerate him and kicked him over again.
Duanmuchang fell heavily to the ground, covered in tea, and extremely embarrassed. He was angry and desperate.
He saw Ye Fan want to take action both times, but he still couldn't stop Ye Fan from attacking.
"Ye Fan, you are too arrogant and arrogant."
Duanmuchang clenched his fists tightly: "Not only are you disrespectful, but you also hit people for no reason. I will sue you to Jiu Qiansui."
"Hitting someone for no reason?"
Ye Fan took a step forward and looked at Duanmu Chang with a sneer, and reached out to pat his face unceremoniously: "You are the elder of the Elder Pavilion, and I am the first envoy. In the entire martial alliance, except for the nine thousand years old, I am the oldest
Already."
"Forget it that you messed up Miao Taidou's affairs after you were full. Forget it that you threw the tea cup when you came to Longdu Branch. Forget it that you just sat there carefree when you saw me appear."
"But who gave you the courage to roar at me again and again?"
"Who is the most disrespectful person between you and me?"
His voice suddenly dropped: "Say!"
Duanmuchang was startled and instinctively took two steps back. His face was ugly, but his arrogance was reduced by three points.
Ye Fan smiled lightly: "I will also give you a chance to apologize, otherwise you, a veteran, will not have to do this anymore and follow Miao Taidou back to Miao City."
Yuan Qingyi took a step forward at the right moment and assumed a stance to attack Duan Muchang.
"You..." Duanmu Chang was almost angry to death, but when he saw Ye Fan's cold eyes, he could only suppress his anger.
It is true that the arena is not purely about fighting and killing, but in this kind of close combat, fists still have the final say.
Duanmuchang had already experienced Yuan Qingyi's prowess and knew that he could not challenge Ye Fan.
He took a deep breath, looked at Ye Fan and struggled to say: "I'm sorry."
"Although this apology is worthless, for the sake of my nine thousand years, I still accept it."
Ye Fan wiped the blood from his hand on Duanmuchang's clothes: "But when you see me in the future, you should stay as far away as possible."
Duanmuchang was extremely angry, but he didn't dare to take action. He just bit his lip hard.
Miao Taidou completely recovered and touched the bloody mouth on his head, full of hatred and resentment, but he did not get entangled with Ye Fan anymore.
"Walk!"
He decisively led Duanmuchang and others out of the hall.
"Five tables and chairs, five hundred million."
Ye Fan stretched out his hand to stop him, pointed at the tables and chairs on the ground and said: "After paying, get out..." Miao Taidou spat out a mouthful of old blood...
