Lustful Auntie

Ye Fan's eyes narrowed and his body immediately gave off a breath like substance. The surrounding air immediately solidified. This feeling lasted only for a moment, and then ket disappeared into nothingness. Ye Fan's body recovered the cynical relaxed look just now, as if everything had never happened.

The changes in Ye Fan just now surprised iron bear. He knew that the strong breath was murderous, and being able to reach such a strong concentration showed that this person had killed countless people. At least, he could never send such murderous gas.

Yan Wuwu also built a dike secretly. He had a fight with Ye Fan. Naturally, he knew Ye Fan's skills. Now it seems that his skills are much better than Yanjing. 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 struggle with Ye Fan is not over. It is said that even if he kills people in public in the special forces competition, He will not be held accountable. He will abolish Ye Fan and his minions one by one!

It seems that Ye Fan's strength and himself are only between Bozhong and Yan Wuwu. Yan Wuwu has put down his heart. He still has a killer mace tonight.

Tonight, if you can save Ye Fan's life here, of course, it's best. If you can't, you have to let him pay a heavy price!

When the people of the ninth column and the black man who was "surrounded" by them came near, Ye Fan's face sank in an instant, and his eyes were fixed on Tutu. He could almost spit fire.

Tutu hung his head, his eyes slightly closed, and his face looked painful. He seemed to be suffering from some kind of great pain. It was obvious that he didn't have any strength. He was forced by the people of the ninth column.

It's hard for ye fan to imagine that Tutu's physical quality is excellent. He thought he had suffered such a serious injury. After being slightly treated by Murong Xue, he could go underground in less than one month.

But if you simply compare your strength, Ye Fan is not absolutely sure to win Tutu, but now he can't even walk. What kind of pain and suffering has he experienced

Ye fanxin was dripping blood and was extremely angry. However, his reason kept reminding him that he must resist it anyway. Tutu was still in their hands. Tutu was obviously poisoned by them. Without their antidote, even if he could save him, Tutu would not live.

Only by seizing Yan Wuque and approaching them to hand over the antidote can Tutu be safe.

Ye Fan is still a rational man, but the fat man with a hotter temper than him was angry when he saw Tutu coming out and the thick iron ropes tied to him. He suddenly stood up and rushed to Tutu.

Seeing the fat man's action, the iron bear who had been standing next to him also took a step forward and stood in front of the fat man. If the fat man wants to pass, he must pass through him.

"Fat man, sit down!" Ye Fan's lightning shot forcibly grabbed the fat man who was furious. As soon as Ye Fan grabbed the fat man's forward leaning body, he immediately retracted back. It can be seen that Ye Fan's strength is not light.

"Drink your wine!" Ye Fan forced the fat man on his seat and slapped a bottle of wine in front of the fat man.

Without saying a word, the fat man calmly raised the bottle of wine and drank it. Although his relationship with Tutu is far from that of Ye Fan, Bao has also appreciated Tutu's work style since he got along with him these days. Moreover, Tutu is Ye Fan's person. Now he is made like this. It's strange that the fat man is not angry in his heart.

Yan Wuque didn't seem to find their little movement. When Tutu came near, he smiled and said, "let me introduce you. This black man is called Tutu. He is a traitor of the original dark ghost. I was entrusted by the dark ghost and spent a lot of effort to catch him. He has good skills. In order to catch him, I sacrificed two members of the ninth column."

"The most powerful thing about him is not his skill, but his training level. He is the instructor of the original dark ghost. He knows a lot of effective training techniques. I believe that if any team comes to his hand, he will train into a real special forces!"

Yan Wuque said it in detail. He was afraid that Ye Fan didn't know the value of the map in general, and deliberately blew the map out of the sky and the earth. He also told ye fan what strength he had spent and how much he had paid in order to grasp the map.

Ye Fan's face salad came down. It was extremely ugly. His heart sank once and sank to the bottom of the valley. His fist had already been tightly clenched. He really wanted to blow the Yan with one fist.

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 lax eyes suddenly lit up. His lips seemed to move slightly, but he didn't say anything.

The bright light in his eyes also flashed away, and the message quickly faded down. Instead, he had no focus, lax and boundless eyes, with empty eyes and dead silence.

Yan Wuque looked surprised and exclaimed, "what? He is Ye Shao's brother? I really don't know. Come on, don't show the seat to Tutu quickly!"

Seeing his surprised appearance, he almost jumped up to his face. In the presence, only Liu Qin was very confused. Yan Wuque's expression was not artificial. Didn't he really know? Is this really a misunderstanding?

Ye Fan looked coldly at Yan Wuwei's performance, but he didn't say anything. He knew that Yan Wuwei deliberately did all this. Of course, the purpose was to attack himself.

The iron bear pulled Tutu onto a chair and pressed Tutu down. However, when Tutu's ass just came into contact with the chair, his body suddenly trembled, a thin, inaudible dull hum came out of his nose, and his face was full of pain.

Ye Fan's eyes are ready to crack. He actually sees that at the foot of Tutu, some bright red liquid is slowly flowing. Obviously, there must be a scar on his ass. this sitting down is bound to affect the wound. The coagulated wound will immediately crack and bleed more than

I don't know how many wounds like this on Tutu

Ye Fan's teeth are clucking. He's surnamed Yan. He dares to treat my brother like this. If I don't beat you up, I won't be surnamed Ye!

Yan Wuque secretly appreciates the changes of Ye Fan's face. Now he is very happy. When he fought with Ye Fan in Yanjing, he has suffered some dark losses more or less under his hands.