Lustful Auntie

Ye Fan frowns. What does he mean? In fact, where does Ye Fan know that he Tiesheng in front of him is not the president of the original Qingyi club at all. How can he care about Yang Zhuang's life and death?

"I heard that you knocked Fang Biao down within a few moves, and Yang Zhuangli was killed by your fist, which made me very curious. I don't know if you are interested in having two moves with me?" he Tiesheng pulled out a peg of blood wrapped long knife, which was red all over and gave a delicate light in the night sky.

Shura sickle? Ye Fan showed a sneer at the corners of his mouth. I've heard that this knife is not strong. It seems that he wants to see it today.

He saw Tutu looking at himself with excited and eager eyes. Ye Fan knew his mind.

With a faint smile, "Tutu, your opponent is them. Your task is to kill them one by one. In addition, I'll give you a gift." after Ye Fan said that, he threw a thing to Tutu.

When Tutu took over, he was a little disappointed to hear that Ye Fan didn't let himself deal with he Tiesheng, but when he saw that thing, his face brightened. It turned out that what ye fan gave Tutu was the three edged army stabbed by Ye Fan when Smith chased Ye Fan that day!

Ye Fan wanted to use it as his second weapon, but he found that he couldn't use it at all. He couldn't even reset the three sections of the army. I really don't know what secrets are hidden in it.

At this time, Tutu's eyes flashed. He had recognized that this was the weapon that Smith, the instructor who taught him at that time, was very familiar with it. Tutu once lost under this military thorn. He once made an oath that one day he would defeat Smith and win the three edged military thorn.

Unexpectedly, this day did not come, but the three arris army stab came first. At that moment, he was also honest and impolite, and he didn't see how he acted. As soon as the three separate military spikes turned in his hand, they were completely connected and became a real shining three edged military spike.

He Tiesheng looked at the army spike and blurted out: "did you kill Smith?" this Smith is a class a soldier in the organization. Moreover, the strength of the thirty dead soldiers he trained is extremely terrible. If even he was killed by Ye Fan, he would not have to fight with Ye Fan at all.

Ye Fan shook his head and said, "he wanted to compete with me. As a result, he lost this thing to me, so he took his people away."

Ye Fan thought, how does he know Smith? Is there any connection between the Tsing Yi society and the "blood League"? Or is the Tsing Yi society simply the representative of the "blood League" in Linhai?

Hearing Ye Fan's words, he Tiesheng was relieved. He had long heard of Smith's bullshit chivalry. He was so persistent in the face of life and death. He was really stupid. However, since his thirty dead did not move, Ye Fan was not powerful enough to go against the sky. Maybe he still had the possibility of fighting.

"Don't you use weapons?" he Tiesheng looked at Ye Fan strangely.

Ye Fan sneered, "it depends on whether you have the ability to force me to use weapons."

"He Tiesheng, you hurry to catch this boy for me, young master. I'll skin him myself!" a head suddenly poked out of he Tiesheng's enhanced version of Pusan. Ye Fan couldn't help laughing when he saw a head wrapped like a pig's head. It was Wang Xiaoyang.

It seems that this boy should die tonight. He actually wants to use he Tiesheng to make trouble for himself. Does he think he Tiesheng can protect him? Ye Fan looked at Wang Xiaoyang disdainfully, and had sentenced him to death in his heart.

Wang Xiaoyang felt Ye Fan's fierce eyes like a knife, trembled, and involuntarily retracted the car.

He has also heard of the prestige of boss he, so he dares to follow him to see the excitement. Besides, take ten thousand steps back. Boss he will really lose. He can wipe his feet in the car and drive away. He doesn't believe it. No matter how powerful Ye Fan is, can he catch up with him?

He Tiesheng looked at Wang Xiaoyang in disgust, but ignored his words, but he didn't want to waste more time, so he waved a knife and stabbed Ye Fan.

He and Ye Fan belong to the kind of people who don't want to talk more nonsense, so they fought directly,

After getting Ye Fan's army stab, Tutu on the other side was in great spirits and killed those people in black, such as the tiger into the sheep. He killed the little brothers of Qingyi society.

Several quick eyed and quick handed people wanted to raise their guns and shoot Tutu on the spot. Tutu grabbed them and pierced them. The three arris army was extremely sharp. Cutting these little brothers was like cutting vegetables and radishes. There was no pressure at all.

Li Qiang, who stood aside, also carried a machine gun in his hand. If he saw any younger brother who did not follow the rules, he would shoot without hesitation, thus reducing the pressure on Tutu.

Of course, Li Qiang also knows that his main purpose is to protect Luo Xueyan's safety, so he won't join the battle.

Tutu Li Qiang's side presents an inverted situation. Tutu is a killing machine and a natural murderer. No younger brother can stop a round under his hand. When it comes to killing speed and skills, Ye Fan may not be able to compare with the figure above, but ye fan has a way to deal with Tutu.

Here, only Ye Fan and he Tiesheng are still fighting. They fight very fast. People who don't know how to fight can't see how they fight.

Wang Xiaoyang obviously belongs to this category.

He saw so many younger brothers that he couldn't even deal with a black man. He felt very empty in his heart. Although he Tiesheng, who was given great hope by brother Zhou, hasn't fallen yet, can he carry it? Seeing that they had not made a breakthrough, Wang Xiaoyang was afraid.

He didn't want Ye Fan to be a headhunter, so he retracted his neck, rolled up the window, stepped on the accelerator and wanted to drive out.

"Want to go? It's not that easy!" but Li Qiang, who was watching his every move closely, found him. He immediately raised his gun and fired at Wang Xiaoyang's car.

However, Li Qiang's shooting method is really bad enough. The machine gun shoots out with ten bullets per second, but Li Qiang Leng only hit the body where Wang Xiaoyang left. Leng didn't hit the tire with one shot.

No wonder Li Qiang. After all, he is not like Ye Fan. After professional training, he is accurate. However, even so, Wang Xiaoyang is frightened. He is afraid of cracking. He doesn't know whether the body is strong or not and whether there is a risk of being damaged.

Seeing that Wang Xiaoyang's car was about to drive in front of him, Li Qiang was worried, and his machine gun kept spitting sparks, but unfortunately, no bullet could hit the target.