The first thousand five hundred and ninety-five chapters of the three-day period
Yang Zixiong stood on the huge rock, stretching his neck, completely unable to believe what he saw in front of him.
I had been looking forward to it for a long time, but not only did I not see the scene of my enemy lying dead on the spot, I actually lost all of my family fortune.
It's over, now I'm completely done!
At this moment, his heart was filled with regret. He was doing well, so why did he provoke Brother Entertainment Company? He was obviously a nobody. Why did he provoke a god-like existence like Ye Bufan? Isn't this asking for death?
In extreme confusion, his foot slipped and fell directly from the boulder. Then there was a crisp sound, and the leg bone that made up the calf fell into two pieces.
"ah!"
Yang Zixiong let out a miserable cry, and his whole face was distorted in pain.
The middle-aged uncle next to him curled his lips: "Arrogant and ignorant, talking nonsense, and not believing in your words. This is what you will get for being disrespectful to Mr. Ye."
Now that the dust of this gambling game has settled, he has made a lot of money, and he already regards Ye Bufan as a heavenly being in his heart.
"Uncle, how are you? Uncle!"
Di Qingsheng came to his senses, climbed down from the stone, then helped Yang Zixiong and left here in embarrassment.
At the February Group, the Park family was completely dumbfounded.
The majestic Yunxia Mountain was defeated like this, and the majestic Imperial Realm warriors had their heads chopped off. This left them completely at a loss as to what to do and unable to accept what was happening in front of them.
Without their backer, how can they gain a foothold in the imperial capital and establish their own power in China?
The most important thing is that they have invested hundreds of billions of funds that they had prepared for a long time as a bet, but now they have lost everything and lost all their money.
At this moment, both Park Jae-sang and Park Ji-sung's eyes were full of despair. Even Lee Hae-jung, who had always been calm and confident, was completely dumbfounded. This sudden defeat completely ended their February Group's hope.
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Fearing what might happen, Ye Bufan turned around at this moment and his eyes fell on the side of the February Group.
"The February Group, right? China is not a place where you can run wild. I will give you three days to hand over all your assets and then get out of China. From now on, there will be no February Group."
"Oh my god, Mr. Ye is so domineering..."
"I saw a video on the Internet before. The Prince of the Pu family directly sold the February Group for 100 million to Mr. Ye. It seems that all this is true..."
"It's over, it's over, I've offended the god-like Mr. Ye, it seems that the February Group is completely over." Faced with all this, people shook their heads and sighed, but no one sympathized with them, since they had offended the strong without opening their eyes.
, then you will have to bear the corresponding price.
"let's go!"
Seeing that Ye Bufan did not immediately kill everyone on his side, Park Zaixiang quickly led his men and fled Yanbo Lake in a hurry.
Seeing the end of the war, everyone else also dispersed, some rejoicing and some dejected.
When Ye Bufan returned to the three major aristocratic families, all the major families, various forces, and powerful men came forward to congratulate him. The sounds of respect and words of awe were endless, and his eyes were like looking at the gods in their hearts.
In Xuanyuan Pavilion, Huo Dongping and Huo Jian were sitting at the tea table, sipping tea leisurely.
Situ Changkong and An Daoquan were pacing restlessly in the room. They did not go to the scene to watch the battle, because they were afraid that Ye Bufan would suddenly come to ask for help so that they could mediate.
But time passed by, and it was already three quarters past noon, and there was still no movement outside the door.
At this time, Situ Changkong received a call. The Xuanyuan Pavilion staff they sent to the scene sent news that the war there had begun.
"Young man, it's easy to be stubborn. You have such a stubborn temper."
He let out a long sigh, thinking that Ye Bufan didn't bow to the Huo family's grandfather and grandson just because of his face.
But if you do this, you will have to face a powerful person in the imperial realm, and you will probably lose your life.
Huo Dongping sat next to him and heard all this clearly. He snorted coldly and then poured himself a cup of tea.
"Since he insists on seeking death, no wonder I am so unkind!"
Huo Jian then gritted his teeth and said, "That kid really thinks that if he has some ability, he can go to heaven. How can he imagine the terror of a strong person in the imperial realm?
Grandpa, I can guarantee that it won’t be long before you receive the news that he has been killed.”
Huo Dongping nodded and said with certainty: "That's right, he is a dead man now!"
Although Situ Changkong and An Daoquan were extremely dissatisfied with what their grandfather and grandson said, they were helpless because their status and cultivation were beyond their ability to offend.
While waiting anxiously, the phone soon rang again.
Hearing the ringtone of his cell phone, Huo Jian suddenly looked excited: "Grandpa, have you seen it? News of his death has come. It is estimated that the boy has been chopped off his head or has been cut into pieces." Huo Dongping nodded.
Apparently he thought so, and then said: "Press speakerphone, let everyone listen."
Situ Changkong looked at the phone with some hesitation, fearing that he would really receive the news of Ye Bufan's death, but he was afraid that such a thing would be useless, so in the end he had no choice but to press the answer button.
Soon the call was connected, and a voice full of surprise came from the other side.
"Sir Elder, the two sides fought in the first round. Guan Ping, the seventh elder of Yunxia Mountain, was punched by Mr. Ye's brother Ye Tian."
"Well……"
After hearing the news from the other party, the expressions of the four people in the room suddenly changed completely.
Situ Changkong and An Daoquan, who were originally anxious and worried, looked happy, while Huo Dongping and his grandson were extremely gloomy. They never expected that what they got was not the news of Ye Bufan's death, but the news of his victory.
After a brief shock and disappointment, Huo Jian curled his lips: "What's so great, isn't it just a seventh elder? It can be seen that Yunxia Mountain did not send any masters at the beginning."
The other person on the phone heard what he said and added: "The seventh elder of Yunxia Mountain is a strong man in the late martial arts sage."
This sentence seemed like a big mouth, slapped hard on Huo Jian's face. Aren't the strong men in the late martial arts masters still masters?
Situ Changkong was overjoyed and said happily: "Continue to observe and report any news in time."
After he finished speaking, he hung up the phone, and An Daoquan and An Daoquan were so happy that they couldn't open their mouths from ear to ear.
Huo Jian said angrily: "What's there to be happy about? This is the first game. The ones sent by Yunxia Mountain will be the real strong ones later."
Situ Changkong frowned but didn't say anything. Although what he said didn't sound nice, it was actually the truth. The first game was just a test, and the next one was a battle between the strong ones.
A few minutes later, his phone rang again, and Situ Changkong directly pressed the hands-free button.
Huo Dongping and Huo Jian both put down their teacups and looked at their mobile phones together, expecting the news that Ye Bufan had been killed.
As a result, the other person on the phone shouted excitedly again: "Sir, Elder, Xu Liang, the third elder of Yunxia Mountain, was killed by Ye Tian. This is a powerful man at the top of the mountain. Ye Tian is really powerful."
After saying that, he hung up the phone, and the atmosphere in the room became weird.
Situ Changkong and An Daoquan were all smiling, while Huo Dongping and Huo Jian were extremely gloomy. Unexpectedly, the news coming from the front would disappoint them one after another.
