Ye Fan narrowed his eyes, and his body suddenly emitted a breath of substance. The surrounding air immediately solidified. This feeling lasted for only a moment, and then the verse disappeared. Ye Fan's body returned to the cynical and relaxed appearance just now, as if everything had never happened before.
The changes in Ye Fan's body just now surprised Tie Xiong. He knew that the strong and captivating aura was murderous, and being able to achieve such a strong concentration of murderous aura means that this person has killed countless people. At least, he will definitely not be able to emit such murderous aura.
Yàn Wuque also secretly set up a dike. He had fought with Ye Fan, so he naturally knew Ye Fan's skills. Now it seems that his skills are much better than Yàn Jing. Fortunately, he has not been idle these days. He has been practicing hard with his grandfather for a long time. The special forces competition is coming, and his life-and-death battle with Ye Fan has not ended. I heard that in the special forces competition field, even if he beats people to death in public, he will not be held accountable. He wants to destroy Ye Fan and his minions one by one!
I feel that Ye Fan's strength is just between him and himself. Yàn Wuque felt relieved. He still had a killer move tonight.
Tonight, it would be best if Ye Fan could be left here. If not, he would have to pay a heavy price!
When the people from the Ninth Column and the black man who was surrounded by them came close, Ye Fan's face suddenly sank, staring at Tutu with his eyes tightly, he could spit out a fire
I saw Tutu drooping his head, his eyes closed slightly, and his face looked painful, as if he was suffering some great pain.
It was obvious that he had no strength in his body, and he was forcibly driven by those people from the Ninth Column.
Ye Fan couldn't imagine that Tutu had excellent physical fitness. He thought that after suffering such a serious injury, Murong Xue took a little medicine, he could get into the ground in less than a month.
If he simply competes with strength, Ye Fan is not sure to win Tutu, but now he can't even walk. What kind of painful torture has he experienced in him...
Ye Fan's heart was bleeding, and his heart was extremely angry, but his reason kept reminding him that he must hold back anyway. Tutu was still in their hands. Tutu was obviously poisoned by them. If there was no antidote, even if he could rescue him, Tutu might not be able to survive.
Only by catching Yàn Wuque and approaching them to hand over the antidote can you ensure that Tutu is safe
Ye Fan is still a rational person, but a fat man with a bad temper than him. After seeing Tutu appear and the several thick iron chains tied to him, he couldn't help but get angry. He suddenly stood up and rushed towards Tutu.
Seeing the fat man's movements, the iron bear, who had been standing beside him, also took a quick step forward and blocked the fat man. If the fat man wants to pass, he must pass through his level.
Fatty, sit down!
Ye Fan made a lightning move and forced the fat man who was furiously moving forward. The fat man's leaning forward body was grabbed by Ye Fan, and he immediately shrank back. It can be seen that the force on Ye Fan's hand is not light.
Drink your wine! Ye Fan forcibly pressed the fat man on his seat and slapped a bottle of wine in front of the fat man.
The fat man didn't say anything, calmly raised the bottle of wine and raised his head and drank it. Although his relationship with Tutu was far from the same level as Ye Fan, he had probably appreciated Tutu's style of doing things since he had been together these days, and Tutu was Ye Fan's person. Now that he was made like this, it would be strange if the fat man was not angry.
Yàn Wuque seemed to have not noticed their little movements. When Tutu got closer, he smiled and said: Let me introduce you to the black man, this black man is called Tutu, a traitor to the original dark ghost. I was commissioned by the dark ghost and spent a lot of effort to capture him. He was very skilled. In order to catch him, I sacrificed two members of the Ninth Column.
What he is most powerful is not his skills, but his training level. He is the instructor of the former Dark Ghost and knows many effective training techniques. I believe that if any team comes to his hands, he will train him to become a real special forces soldier!
Yàn Wuque said it very much, for fear that Ye Fan would not know the value of Tutu, and he also deliberately blew the Tutu into nothing in the sky and the earth. He also told Ye Fan about what kind of effort he had spent to capture Tutu and how much he had spent to do to capture Tutu.
Ye Fan's face pulled down, and it was extremely difficult to see. His heart sank for a while and sank to the bottom of the valley. His fists had already been clenched tightly. He really wanted to blow the one named Yàn with one punch.
Ye Fan tried his best to suppress the anger in his heart and said coldly: Tutu is my brother
When he heard the word "Brother", Tutu's originally scattered eyes suddenly lit up. His lips seemed to have moved slightly, but he said nothing
And the light in his eyes flashed and dimmed quickly. Instead, the focal-free, scattered eyes were filled with emptyness and silence.
Yàn Wuque looked surprised and exclaimed: What? He is actually Mr. Ye’s brother? I really don’t know this. Ah, why don’t you see Tutu’s seat as soon as possible!
Seeing his surprised look, he almost jumped up in front of him. In the audience, only Liu Qin was extremely puzzled. This Yàn Wuque's expression didn't seem to be artificial. Did he really not know?
Is this really a misunderstanding?
Ye Fan looked at Yàn Wuque's performance coldly, but said nothing. He knew that all this was intentional by Yàn Wuque, of course the purpose was to hit him.
Tiexiong pulled Tutu onto a chair and pressed Tutu down, but when Tutu's butt just came into contact with the chair, his body trembled suddenly, and a soft and inaudible groan came out of his nose, and his face was full of pain.
Ye Fan's eyes were about to split. He actually saw that some bright red liquid was slowly flowing under Tutu's feet. It was obvious that there must be some scar on his butt. This place would inevitably have touched the wound. The already condensed wound immediately broke down, and the blood flowed continuously...
I don’t know how many wounds there are on Tutu’s body like this...
Ye Fan chewed his teeth and clattered. The surname Yàn. If he dares to treat me like this, I will not be named Ye if I don’t beat you up!
Yàn Wuque secretly admired Ye Fan's face changes. He felt so happy now. When he was in Jing, every time he confronted Ye Fan, under his command, he had suffered some secret losses.
The changes in Ye Fan's body just now surprised Tie Xiong. He knew that the strong and captivating aura was murderous, and being able to achieve such a strong concentration of murderous aura means that this person has killed countless people. At least, he will definitely not be able to emit such murderous aura.
Yàn Wuque also secretly set up a dike. He had fought with Ye Fan, so he naturally knew Ye Fan's skills. Now it seems that his skills are much better than Yàn Jing. Fortunately, he has not been idle these days. He has been practicing hard with his grandfather for a long time. The special forces competition is coming, and his life-and-death battle with Ye Fan has not ended. I heard that in the special forces competition field, even if he beats people to death in public, he will not be held accountable. He wants to destroy Ye Fan and his minions one by one!
I feel that Ye Fan's strength is just between him and himself. Yàn Wuque felt relieved. He still had a killer move tonight.
Tonight, it would be best if Ye Fan could be left here. If not, he would have to pay a heavy price!
When the people from the Ninth Column and the black man who was surrounded by them came close, Ye Fan's face suddenly sank, staring at Tutu with his eyes tightly, he could spit out a fire
I saw Tutu drooping his head, his eyes closed slightly, and his face looked painful, as if he was suffering some great pain.
It was obvious that he had no strength in his body, and he was forcibly driven by those people from the Ninth Column.
Ye Fan couldn't imagine that Tutu had excellent physical fitness. He thought that after suffering such a serious injury, Murong Xue took a little medicine, he could get into the ground in less than a month.
If he simply competes with strength, Ye Fan is not sure to win Tutu, but now he can't even walk. What kind of painful torture has he experienced in him...
Ye Fan's heart was bleeding, and his heart was extremely angry, but his reason kept reminding him that he must hold back anyway. Tutu was still in their hands. Tutu was obviously poisoned by them. If there was no antidote, even if he could rescue him, Tutu might not be able to survive.
Only by catching Yàn Wuque and approaching them to hand over the antidote can you ensure that Tutu is safe
Ye Fan is still a rational person, but a fat man with a bad temper than him. After seeing Tutu appear and the several thick iron chains tied to him, he couldn't help but get angry. He suddenly stood up and rushed towards Tutu.
Seeing the fat man's movements, the iron bear, who had been standing beside him, also took a quick step forward and blocked the fat man. If the fat man wants to pass, he must pass through his level.
Fatty, sit down!
Ye Fan made a lightning move and forced the fat man who was furiously moving forward. The fat man's leaning forward body was grabbed by Ye Fan, and he immediately shrank back. It can be seen that the force on Ye Fan's hand is not light.
Drink your wine! Ye Fan forcibly pressed the fat man on his seat and slapped a bottle of wine in front of the fat man.
The fat man didn't say anything, calmly raised the bottle of wine and raised his head and drank it. Although his relationship with Tutu was far from the same level as Ye Fan, he had probably appreciated Tutu's style of doing things since he had been together these days, and Tutu was Ye Fan's person. Now that he was made like this, it would be strange if the fat man was not angry.
Yàn Wuque seemed to have not noticed their little movements. When Tutu got closer, he smiled and said: Let me introduce you to the black man, this black man is called Tutu, a traitor to the original dark ghost. I was commissioned by the dark ghost and spent a lot of effort to capture him. He was very skilled. In order to catch him, I sacrificed two members of the Ninth Column.
What he is most powerful is not his skills, but his training level. He is the instructor of the former Dark Ghost and knows many effective training techniques. I believe that if any team comes to his hands, he will train him to become a real special forces soldier!
Yàn Wuque said it very much, for fear that Ye Fan would not know the value of Tutu, and he also deliberately blew the Tutu into nothing in the sky and the earth. He also told Ye Fan about what kind of effort he had spent to capture Tutu and how much he had spent to do to capture Tutu.
Ye Fan's face pulled down, and it was extremely difficult to see. His heart sank for a while and sank to the bottom of the valley. His fists had already been clenched tightly. He really wanted to blow the one named Yàn with one punch.
Ye Fan tried his best to suppress the anger in his heart and said coldly: Tutu is my brother
When he heard the word "Brother", Tutu's originally scattered eyes suddenly lit up. His lips seemed to have moved slightly, but he said nothing
And the light in his eyes flashed and dimmed quickly. Instead, the focal-free, scattered eyes were filled with emptyness and silence.
Yàn Wuque looked surprised and exclaimed: What? He is actually Mr. Ye’s brother? I really don’t know this. Ah, why don’t you see Tutu’s seat as soon as possible!
Seeing his surprised look, he almost jumped up in front of him. In the audience, only Liu Qin was extremely puzzled. This Yàn Wuque's expression didn't seem to be artificial. Did he really not know?
Is this really a misunderstanding?
Ye Fan looked at Yàn Wuque's performance coldly, but said nothing. He knew that all this was intentional by Yàn Wuque, of course the purpose was to hit him.
Tiexiong pulled Tutu onto a chair and pressed Tutu down, but when Tutu's butt just came into contact with the chair, his body trembled suddenly, and a soft and inaudible groan came out of his nose, and his face was full of pain.
Ye Fan's eyes were about to split. He actually saw that some bright red liquid was slowly flowing under Tutu's feet. It was obvious that there must be some scar on his butt. This place would inevitably have touched the wound. The already condensed wound immediately broke down, and the blood flowed continuously...
I don’t know how many wounds there are on Tutu’s body like this...
Ye Fan chewed his teeth and clattered. The surname Yàn. If he dares to treat me like this, I will not be named Ye if I don’t beat you up!
Yàn Wuque secretly admired Ye Fan's face changes. He felt so happy now. When he was in Jing, every time he confronted Ye Fan, under his command, he had suffered some secret losses.
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