"Zan" is here, and the way he appears is a bit special.
It's not that the way he appeared was so cool or aura, but that he was so ordinary that even Yan Sibo couldn't stand it anymore.
And, it's still a little funny.
It turned out that "Can" was in a private room in the bar with a young girl Hu Tianhaidi when he received the call from Yan Sibo. Yan Sibo said something very urgent on the phone. After "Can" put down the phone, he quickly put on his clothes and took the
He picked up his weapon and ran down, still wearing his clothes as he ran.
When everyone saw "Zan" hurriedly arriving at the scene, they were still attracted by him.
"Oh, it turns out that Master Yan is such a master!" Ye Hun mocked.
Tang Hao recognized at a glance that this man who appeared in a panic and disheveled clothes was "Crane", he quickly winked at Ye Hun and whispered: "Yehun, this man is the 'Crane' you have been worried about.
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"No way? Is this person a 'cripple'?" Yehun couldn't believe it. This person didn't look like a master.
"A person cannot be judged by his appearance, but the sea cannot be measured. Even though this man looks dirty, he is indeed a cripple and a master." Tang Hao said in a low voice.
Ye Hun took another careful look at "Can" who was still arranging his clothes, but he forgot to ask Tang Hao how he knew that this was "Can".
You know, "Crane"'s appearance is something that few people have seen. Even Shi Xinghao has not seen him a few times, and he couldn't get a photo of "Crane".
So Ye Hun has no idea what "Crane" looks like.
"Master Yan, I heard that you have a very powerful person under your command. He is known as the 'Crane' who took the head of an admiral with thousands of troops. Could it be this...handsome guy?" Ye Hun looked afraid.
asked believingly.
Before Yan Sibo could speak, "Can" raised his head, glanced at Ye Hun, and said with a smile: "I thought that the dignified master of Ye Hun Hall should be a man with three heads and six arms, but I didn't expect him to be like this!"
"You..." Yehun looked angry, but he held it back, "Haha, I'm an egg, so I'm better than an egg like you, haha!"
"Haha!" On the silent bar dance floor, everyone watched helplessly as the leader of the Night Soul Hall mocked him like he was scolding. Only Tang Hao laughed inappropriately.
"Boss Ye Hun, what you said is really insightful, I admire you little brother!" It's so cool, it's so cool, it's really vivid.
"Yehun, do all of you in Yehuntang have as clever a mouth as you? Or, does your Yehuntang rely on your mouth to make a living?" Yan Sibo sneered.
"Master Yan, don't you know how our Yehun Hall relies on to gain a foothold by trying it?" The words came out, full of gunpowder.
The younger members of the Tiger Head Club all held the weapons in their hands tightly, waiting for their boss's final order.
The members of the Night Soul Hall Fighting Soul Team are also prepared one by one. Even though they don’t have large blades, sticks and sticks in their hands like the Tiger Head Club boys, they also have them in their clothes.
Hidden sharp weapons.
As former special warfare experts, these Tiger Head Society boys were simply vulnerable to them, and they were far from even being able to use weapons.
"Ye Hun, in the face of such a situation, I really don't know where you get your confidence. Or do you think that all your younger brothers can have the same skills? One can fight against ten, and one against ten.
Hundred?"
Glancing at the few people around Ye Hun, Yan Sibo was really surprised.
Just relying on these ten or so people to dare to challenge the Hutou Society, is this Yehuntang a weirdo? Or a newborn calf?
But this Ye Hun is also a man in his forties or fifties, so he doesn’t look like a newborn calf. Or is it really as he guessed, that these people in the Ye Hun Hall are all masters of one against ten?
However, this is a bit unbelievable. How can there be so many masters in this world?
Yan Sibo couldn't figure it out for a long time, so he simply stopped thinking about it. Anyway, he was in his headquarters now, and here were his own people. No matter how skilled the Yehuntang people were, they would not be the same.
Two hundred opponents.
Even with the human sea tactic, they can be exhausted to death even if they are tired.
"Ye Hun, to be honest, I really admire your courage. You dared to break into the headquarters of our Hutou Society with more than a dozen people. Really, you admire me so much that you will achieve it tonight.
Your reputation is just a little more sad!" There was a hint of murder in Yan Sibo's laughter, which made people feel creepy.
Yan Sibo raised his right hand up and then put it down. This was a secret signal, and all the younger members of the Tiger Head Club knew that this was the guild leader's exclusive move to close the door and beat the dog.
So, a few boys near the door quickly closed the door of the bar tightly, turned off the neon lights at the same time, and put up a sign saying "Under maintenance, temporarily closed".
Looking at the closed door, Ye Hun also smiled. Finally, at this last moment, it is not the time to show off one's words, but the time to see one's true strength.
"Ye Hun, now you have one last chance to bring your troops to me. I can give you the position of deputy leader of the Hutou Society, second only to me and Shi Xinghao, and become the third oldest member of the Hutou Society. You
What do you think?"
Yan Sibo looked at Ye Hun with a joking look and said.
"Haha, since Lord Yan has given me a last chance, how can I not give Lord Yan a last chance?"
Yehun responded with a smile and said: "Master Yan, you take all the brothers under you and cut off one of their arms and withdraw from the Zhangjiang underground world. I will spare your life tonight, how about that?"
"It seems that the Master of the Night Hall is out of luck. If this is the case, then don't blame me for being ruthless, brother!"
Yan Sibo raised his left hand.
All the younger members of the Tiger Head Club were in high spirits. This was also a signature move of their guild leader, which was when it was time to kill the dog. Yan Sibo's left hand was still raised high, waiting for the guild leader's left hand to slow down.
When they slow down, that's when they show off. (To be continued)