In the speeding car, Ye Fan asked Gong Suqin for a number, and then dialed it with a cold expression.
The phone was answered quickly, and there was a burst of rock music, which was very exciting, and then a hoarse voice came over:
"Gong Suqin, why are you calling me? Didn't you see that I am high?"
The other party was very impatient: "If you find Ye Fan, just put him in the water cell. Don't disturb me."
"Murong Feixiong, I am Ye Fan!"
Ye Fan's tone was indifferent: "I only want to say one thing when I make this call. Something is wrong with Wang Shiyuan, and I will make your life worse than death."
"Ye Fan?"
Murong Feixiong was slightly startled. It was Ye Fan who was unexpectedly calling, and then he sneered:
"Trash, you can't protect yourself, so why are you talking?"
Ye Fan said coldly: "I remind you again, if you dare to touch Wang Shiyuan, I will make you regret coming to this world."
Murong Feixiong didn’t take it seriously:
"Tsk, tsk, Ye waste, ox, how can you still be so hard-headed after being crippled by Miyamoto?"
"If you are really capable, how could the Nanling Martial League be occupied by me? How could Xue Ruyi and the others be thrown into a water prison by me?"
He smiled ferociously and stimulated Ye Fan: "I tell you, Wang Shiyuan is by my side. After I finish singing the song, I will love her well."
He didn't know whether Gong Suqin had completed the task, but to him, Ye Fan was completely harmless and his head would fall to the ground tomorrow afternoon at the latest.
Ye Fan said calmly: "You will regret it."
"Regretful, ridiculous, Ye Fan, do you think that the current Nanling Martial Arts League is still your Nanling Martial Arts League?"
Amid a burst of coquettish laughter from his female companion, Murong Feixiong hit Ye Fan unceremoniously:
"you are wrong!"
"He now belongs to me, Murong Feixiong."
Murong Feixiong fiddled with his cell phone and shouted: "Let that bitch scream a few times."
"ah--"
Ye Fan soon heard the screams of Wang Shiyuan being beaten.
The voice was filled with despair, pain, and a hint of confusion, as if he was a little delirious.
Gong Suqin's pretty face was filled with pleasure, and she liked watching Ye Fan feel aggrieved.
"I just took the medicine and it took about fifteen minutes for the attack to occur."
"I will vent my anger on Wang Shiyuan when the time comes. Don't worry, I will record the scene of how I hurt Wang Shiyuan for you to watch."
"When I get tired of playing with Xue Ruyi and Huang Tianjiao, I will also love them. By the way, I heard that you have a beautiful ex-wife?"
"When I have time, I will definitely taste it."
Murong Feixiong laughed wildly: "I want to help them make atonement for their sins, hahaha..."
"You're unhappy, you show up, you come over and kill me."
"I'll wait for you in the banquet hall No. 3 of Nanling Wumeng League."
The companions around also started laughing: "Yes, come here and kill us."
After hanging up the phone, Ye Fan waved his finger gently: "I'll help them."
"Ye Fan, although you have recovered a lot of your skills, your desire to kill Master Murong is simply out of your imagination."
Gong Suqin sneered when she heard this: "Not to mention there are nearly a hundred disciples of the Law Enforcement Hall there, even Master Murong has three masters around him."
"If you go looking for him, it's no different than looking for death."
"If you are sensible, you'd better get rid of my poison and kneel down to me to beg for mercy. Maybe you can keep the people around you safe."
She gasped slightly: "Otherwise, if Master Murong gets angry, you and the people around you will be in trouble."
Ye Fan didn't speak, he just snapped his fingers.
"ah--"
Gong Suqin felt terrible pain again...
Five minutes later, the black car stopped at the entrance of Nanling Wumeng League.
The car door opened, Ye Fan and the others walked out, and Shen Dongxing held the pale Gong Suqin in his hand.
Ye Fan said that if he wanted to make her miserable, then she would be miserable.
Murong Sanqian used the Law Enforcement Hall to capture Wang Dongshan and others, and also let Murong Feixiong lead people to occupy the building.
So the disciples Ye Fan saw when he got out of the car were all from the Law Enforcement Hall.
Ye Fan was like a spear, slowly pressed against the throats of more than a dozen guards.
He didn't say any nonsense:
"Anyone who stands in my way will die."
After finishing speaking, he walked straight to the main building.
A bald disciple from the Law Enforcement Hall was stunned for a moment. After seeing Ye Fan clearly, he sneered:
"You trash, you still dare to come here?"
"It's not enough to be dealt with by Mr. Miyamoto? Do you want Master Murong to deal with you properly?"
He coaxed him forward: "You're just in time, go wash the toilet for us..."
Several companions burst into laughter.
"Whoosh——"
But as soon as they finished speaking, they saw Dugu Shang suddenly dashing past the five of them.
"flutter!"
At the same time, a piercing black light flashed, and the five people felt pain in their necks before they could react.
The next second, they clutched their throats and fell to the ground with a thud.
The blood from the wound cannot be blocked no matter how hard it is blocked.
After killing five people with one sword, Dugu Shang showed no expression at all. He raised his foot and kicked them, charging in first.
Ye Fan continued to walk forward with a calm expression.
At this time, six people appeared not far away.
They felt something moving here and subconsciously came closer to check, but they couldn't identify the blood stains yet.
"Whoosh whoosh!"
Dugu Shang had already raised his hand, and a sword light poured out.
"Chichi!"
The sound of a sharp weapon being raked at the throat was heard, and six people died silently.
Gong Suqin was extremely sad. These were all her close friends and senior brothers and sisters.
She was filled with grief and anger: "Ye Fan, Ye Fan, you will not die well, you will go to hell."
Dugu Shang did not stop, and with a backhand sword, three more enemies fell to the ground.
Unrivaled.
Dugu Shang continued to advance like a rainbow.
When he just arrived at the main building, three law enforcement hall masters thought they had an opportunity and suddenly flew down from the upstairs.
The figure was elongated in the dusk sunlight, and the blade became sharper.
"Whizzing!"
Dugu Shang turned his right hand, and the black sword made a cross, with a fierce momentum.
In the cold wind, the three figures stopped one after another as they rushed forward, and then fell to the ground one by one like birds with broken wings.
They all died from splatters of blood.
The other companions roared and tried to rush out to kill them, but they were killed by Dugu Shang without mercy.
Unstoppable.
Gong Suqin's face was ashen, it was over, it was over, most of the elite members of the Law Enforcement Hall had been lost.
Ye Fan still did not stop and approached the hall slowly.
He needs to push forward with momentum and speed, needs this feeling of sudden attack and fierce killing, needs this feeling to shock everyone.
As he said at the door, anyone who stands in my way will die.
Therefore, we marched all the way, killing all the way. Wherever we passed, rivers of blood flowed. The occasional screams were fleeting.
"boom!"
In the distance, a thunder suddenly exploded, making the dusk even colder.
Ye Fan walked forward slowly with an expressionless face, his eyes fell on the target building nearby, and he stepped in without hesitation.
Just as his footsteps touched the steps, an old man in yellow clothes flashed out.
"Boy, suffer death."
The old man in yellow didn't say anything nonsense. He flashed his right hand, holding a scimitar in his hand, and then slashed at Dugu Shang with the knife.
The fierce flames were like anger, and the terrifying pressure was like a mountain falling down.
"flutter!"
But as soon as he took a few steps, he saw a hand gently grabbing him.
Then, the old man in yellow shuddered, his face full of shock, and the scimitar fell to the ground with a clang.
There was an extra hand on his throat.
This hand crushed his fighting spirit and cut off his life.
"ah!"
The old man in yellow swayed a few times, then fell down, twitched a few times and died, his eyes filled with confusion and unwillingness.
He never thought that he would be vulnerable in Mark's hands.
Ye Fan didn't even look at him, he walked calmly past him, always looking ahead.
Gong Suqin looked at the old man in yellow and burst into tears:
"No, no, you are not qualified to kill him!"
This was her first teacher and a veteran of the Law Enforcement Hall. She never expected that Dugu Shang would kill him with one sword.
"boom--"
Another thunder exploded in the sky, covering up the fighting of the Nanling Military Alliance.
Lifting his feet and taking steps, Ye Fan's movements were still as casual as walking normally, but his people had already entered the hall.
Then, his eyes fell on the banquet hall at the end.
Several law enforcement disciples subconsciously wanted to report the news, but they were mercilessly stabbed to the ground by Dugu Shang.
Just as the two men at the door were about to draw their weapons, they felt a sore throat and fell down.
Dugu Shang was as fast and accurate as ever, giving his opponent no chance to react.
Fighting all the way, more than seventy law enforcement hall disciples died, and Gong Suqin, who had a deep brotherly love, was in great pain.
She never thought that Ye Fan and the others not only dared to come to the Law Enforcement Hall, but actually went on a killing spree.
She held on to her face: "Ye Fan, you will regret it, you will definitely regret it."
Ye Fan ignored her and walked straight to the door of the banquet hall. Before he got close, he heard the faint laughter of men and women inside.
"boom--"
Ye Fan kicked him over.
The door opened with a loud bang, and the banquet hall fell silent instantly. Dozens of men and women looked over subconsciously.
Ye Fan's voice full of murderous intent overwhelmed all the noise:
