Just when the group of manor guards were in a dilemma, they saw Fan Feilong and his party, who had come after hearing the news, speeding towards here from a distance.
This group of people gathering here was naturally a small move specially instructed by Xia Haoran last night. With the arrival of this group of core members of the Fan family, the surrounding guards immediately looked at Fan Feilong as if asking for help.
On the body.
"Boss, this person..."
The leader of the guards glanced at Xia Haoran, then stepped forward and said to Fan Feilong who was running over.
Fan Feilong also noticed Xia Haoran at this time, frowned and said, "Who are you?"
Xia Haoran glanced at him and said lightly: "Can't you guess who I am?" There was a trace of contempt and sarcasm in Xia Haoran's tone.
Fan Feilong was not stupid. After hearing Xia Haoran's words, although he was not sure yet, he roughly guessed that the young man in front of him was definitely an enemy rather than a friend.
"Boss Xia...he...he is Xia Haoran!"
Finally, one of the guards shouted.
Xia Haoran raised his head and glanced at the guard who just called his name, smiled slightly and said: "Someone recognized it. This saves me the trouble of having to explain..."
"Xia Haoran!"
At this time, an old man with gray hair and beard jumped out from the opposite side and yelled through gritted teeth: "You little bastard, there is a road to heaven if you don't take it, but there is no door to hell and you break in! I was worried about how to kill you, but I didn't expect it.
You actually delivered it to my door obediently, God help me!"
"oh?"
Xia Haoran tilted his head and sneered: "You are the old dog of the Fan family, right? I have heard about it for a long time. The Fan family in Beijing has an old dog, and today I finally got to see it. It's really disappointing.
Ah, it turned out to be a bald, mangy dog, what a disappointment!"
"Huangkou kid, you are looking for death!"
The old man of the Fan family was immediately angered by Xia Haoran's words and his gray beard was trembling. He ordered a man next to him: "Jianwen, kill this little bastard!"
This man was probably in his thirties and had an unattractive appearance. He was the kind of person who would be easily ignored if thrown into a crowd. This kind of man was perfect for being a bodyguard.
Seeing this person, the corner of Xia Haoran's mouth curled up with a nice smile. This person is the ancient warrior with the late Huang level cultivation that he discovered last night. Looking at the situation now, this man is from the Fan family
The old man's personal bodyguard.
"Yes! Boss."
Ouyang Jianwen responded and strode out. He broke into a private house and threatened his boss. Even if such a person killed him on the spot, he would not bear any responsibility.
"I'm sorry, brother, you provoked someone you shouldn't provoke." However, while he was speaking, he already swooped forward and punched Xia Haoran directly in the face.
As Ouyang Jianwen approached, Xia Haoran frowned. Why did the aura of this person feel inexplicably familiar? It was really strange.
Then Xia Haoran carefully observed the middle-aged man in front of him. At this glance, he found that the skills practiced by the man in front of him were almost exactly the same as that of Ouyang Qian, the ice woman. In the ancient martial arts family, the inherited skills they practiced were generally
It has its own characteristics, so it is very easy to distinguish.
After confirming that he was from the Ouyang family, Xia Haoran couldn't help but be stunned. How could a member of the ancient martial arts family condescend to be a thug in the Fan family?
"Huh!"
Xia Haoran was only slightly shocked, but then he smiled slightly, then slowly raised his hand and stood still, as if he was welcoming relatives who came from afar.
While Ouyang Jianwen was wondering, he saw that the other party had easily grabbed his fist. This made him feel incredible, and at the same time he increased the force on his hand, trying to break free from the other party's palm.
Xia Haoran's hand that grabbed the opponent's fist shook slightly, and then he quickly touched the opponent's other arm. Poor Ouyang Jianwen, his arms were completely dislocated by Xia Haoran's shaking.
.A burning pain caused Ouyang Jianwen's complexion to change instantly. While he staggered backwards, he shouted loudly: "Who are you?"
"Haha, interesting! It's really interesting! A descendant of the Ouyang family is willing to end up here and be treated like a dog?"
Xia Haoran shook his head and said calmly: "For the sake of Ouyang Qian's pretty face, I will spare your life today. Go back and tell the Ouyang family that if you dare to interfere with the Fan family in the capital again, then wait for destruction! Get out..."
By the last sentence, Xia Haoran used a faint trace of spiritual power in his words.
Hearing Xia Haoran's words, Ouyang Jianwen shivered all over. He ignored the burning pain in his arms and gave Xia Haoran a horrified look. Then he turned back and bowed deeply to the old man of the Fan family: "Boss,
I'm sorry!" After saying that, he turned around and walked out of the villa without looking back.
Ouyang Jianwen is a smart man. From the move he fought with Xia Haoran just now, he knew that Xia Haoran and he belong to the same type of people, but the other party is far more powerful and terrifying than him. He knew something immediately in his heart
Don't do it! This time the Fan family provoked this great god, it was completely over...
The Ouyang family and the Fan family only had a relationship of cooperation and mutual utilization. Now that the Fan family was in trouble, there was no need to accompany him with his wealth and life. So he quickly made a choice to evacuate as soon as possible.
Looking at Ouyang Jianwen's back, Xia Haoran nodded secretly, so decisive and neat!
He sighed, then turned to look at the more than 20 strong men who surrounded him, and said calmly: "You have a bad fate, following a boss who is both useless and stupid. So, don't blame me for being cruel, follow me
To go against him is to die!"
Ouyang Jianwen left, making everyone in the Fan family look pale, because they knew very well what Ouyang Jianwen represented. Does his departure now indicate that a catastrophe is coming and they will fly away? They also asked themselves: "
How did that happen?"
The old man of the Fan family shouted with red eyes: "What are you still looking at? Shoot me, shoot this little bastard to death!"
Following the order from the old man of the Fan family, more than twenty guards raised their weapons to greet Xia Haoran. However, Xia Haoran remained indifferent and stood there quietly, as if the person they were dealing with was not him.
"boom!"
When the gunfire rang out, the next scene was definitely the most unforgettable nightmare in the lives of everyone present. Xia Haoran waved his hand slightly, and the bullets that were originally shooting at him turned around and flew towards the Fan clan members.