Chapter 256

"It's me."

Ye Fan came out of the darkness with a smile in his mouth.

Song Nanyang was surprised, but it was fleeting. He changed his face to play abuse.

"There's a way to heaven. If you don't go, there's no way to hell. Ye Fan, although you're just a small person, you're the fuse. I can't get rid of you."

"So?"

"So you have to die!"

Song Nanyang stepped back and let the two bodyguards do it.

He knew that ye fan had been a soldier and had good Kung Fu. He kept a distance to prevent Ye Fan from fighting with him and splashing blood five steps.

"Go!"

Song Nanyang points to Ye Fan and gives orders.

However.

There was no movement at all.

Song Nanyang looked back suspiciously and saw two bodyguards covering their throats. Their eyes seemed to jump out. They opened their mouths and looked terrible.

"What's the matter with you? What's the matter, moth!"

"Song Dashao, don't count on it. Your two subordinates have been sealed by me. They can't speak and lose their combat effectiveness. You're alone now. You'd better care about yourself."

Ye Fan came step by step.

Song Nanyang finally looked flustered. He grabbed the machete dropped by the commander and shouted, "Ye Fan, forgive you tonight and get out of here immediately. Don't wait for me to change my mind."

"Stop!"

"I repeat, go away at once, or you will die without a place to bury. There are hundreds of my elites outside. Do you think I can escape if I move?"

Ye Fan said sarcastically, "how can a mob stop me? I can come and go if I want to."

Song Nanyang said angrily, "what do you want?"

"Don't worry, I'll listen to you first." Ye Fan turns on his mobile phone to record. It is song Nanyang's words that let Ding Chunbo catch Meng Qingyi during the day.

"Where did this recording come from..." Song Nanyang was stunned and suddenly realized, "I understand that you had a voice call with Ding Chunbo. You listened clearly to my conversation with him and recorded it."

"Ye Fan, you are so clever."

"I admit that I do have ideas about Meng Qingyi. She is a very attractive woman. It's rare in the whole Nanling, so I want to have it. It's not shameful."

Ye Fan's eyes narrowed slightly, his murderous spirit suddenly appeared, and his anger reached the extreme.

"Shameless? In your opinion, the madness of fan J is shameful. Song Nanyang, song Nanyang, it seems that you have done too many evils and are used to it. The most disgusting thing is that you, a social scum, pretended to be a gentleman and are more shameless than villains. Xiang Boyan released you, but you are a cancer and must be punished. You have been bullied for so many years , you should also be responsible for your mistakes. "

"Take responsibility? What responsibility do I need to take? People have three or six or nine grades. I was born noble and it is natural to enslave humble people. Ye Fan, your so-called justice is just a little person's thought, which is sad and lamentable... Ye Fan, I think you are a talent. Kneel down and surrender to me, and you will have a bright future. Maybe Meng Qingyi will serve me well and I will marry her happily , you will become my brother-in-law. Isn't it beautiful? "

"Die!"

Ye Fan grabbed on his chest, took off a button and bent his fingers to eject.

Click.

Song Nanyang's knee was smashed.

He fell to the ground and screamed like a pig.

"Ah, my legs, my knees... Ye Fan! What did you do! You who killed thousands of knives, how dare you touch me... You're dying! Dying! Meng Qingyi can't live and will be killed by me! Zhong Ling and Xia Yaoguang will be mended by me to death!"

"Poof!"

Another button shot.

Song Nanyang's other knee was also smashed, and his two legs were so wasted.

"No!"

"My legs... Ah, Ye Fan, little beast, I should have killed you long ago..."

Song Nanyang roared ferociously and stared at Ye Fan with resentment.

But gradually.

He became frightened and creepy.

Ye Fan's murderous spirit enveloped him. He seemed to see the God of death approaching... No, Ye Fan is the God of death.

"What are you doing!"

"Ye Fan, I warn you, it's still time to stop. If something happens to me, you will die."

"The strength of my song family is so huge that you can't imagine. You never know that my song family is terrible."

"I tell you why I was released. That's because of my brother song Nantian. Do you know the 72 Zongs in Zhongzhou! My brother was accepted as a disciple by the leader of a sect. His sect asked for a secret order in the central capital that can forgive all crimes. The governor of Qingzhou was frightened and forced Xiang Boyan to release me."

Ye Fan stopped and said suspiciously, "there are 72 cases in Zhongzhou? Song Nantian? It's interesting that the Song family still has this background. Unfortunately, 72 cases can't save you."

Wow.

The murderous spirit is like a waterfall, pouring down and rolling up. Song Nanyang feels like a lonely boat in the sea, which is about to capsize at any time.

"Ye Fan, don't..."

"Poof."

One finger pierces the center of the eyebrow.

Ye Fan withdrew his hand and wiped the blood from his fingertips.

"For... Why? You, how dare you..."

"Under the whole world, those who touch my scales will die; and my sister is my scales."

Ye Fan looked at Song Nanyang with his mouth open and his pupils gradually lax, and his face was full of contempt and disdain.

"Didn't your father tell you about wangjiangtai last night?"

"It's you!"

Song Nanyang's pupil suddenly widened, unbelievable, and then there was deep regret.

Song Zhiyuan mentioned something about Wangjiang platform last night, including the word "Ye Fan" and a master of martial arts.

But he didn't care.

Now he understands why Ye Fan is so powerful that a finger pierces his skull! Why did ye fan have the courage to kill him!

However, there is no regret medicine in the world.

"Poop."

Song Nanyang reluctantly fell into a pool of blood, twitched a few times, and there was no sound.

A generation of eldest childe, one of the four young people in Nanling, fell here.

Ye Fan has no waves in his heart.

It's just a family young master. Kill it. His hands had been stained with the blood of the royal family of a certain country.

Even the prince mercilessly killed him, not to mention song Nanyang. Is his life more noble than the prince?

Turn around and leave.

No trace left.

A few minutes later, the war outside also ended one after another, and Nangong Han's men and horses were all subdued.

"Young master!"

A big man rushed up excitedly and shouted, "young master, the people in Nangong Han have been cut down, young master, you..."

Boom!

The big man's voice stopped suddenly.

Then there was a cry through the sky.

"Young master! Come on, come on, call an ambulance... No, the young master is dead, and the young master is killed!"

This night is doomed to be restless.

The news of song Nanyang's murder could not be concealed at all. It spread all over the upper class society of Nanling in an hour, like a bomb, blowing up the circle.

The impact of this incident is too great.

Nanling city's first order, Xiang Boyan personally led the investigation overnight.

meanwhile.

The Song family was shrouded in a thick smell of sadness. Song Zhiyuan cried. He couldn't believe that his son would be killed.

"My son!"

"Who killed you in the end? I'll frustrate him, kill all his nine families, my son!"

Song Zhiyuan's eyes and canthus are about to crack.

Poof.

A mouthful of blood gushed out. Song Zhiyuan finally couldn't carry it and fell down. Song Zhishu hugged him in time.

"Dick."

"Brother, you say."

Song Zhiyuan grabbed song Zhishu's collar and roared ferociously, "catch the murderer, catch the murderer and avenge the blood river for Nanyang."

"Well, brother, go to sleep first. Don't hurt yourself. Leave the rest to me."

Song Zhiyuan was unconscious on the spot.

Song Zhishu ordered people to take him to the hospital for convalescence.

At the same time, someone in power came to repay: "second Lord, there was news from the public security department that there were only Nanyang, two bodyguards and the commander under Nangong Han in the attic, and there was no fifth person."

"OK?!"

"Sure, Xiang Boyan personally verified it. It won't be false. It's certain that the commander under Nangong Han killed Nanyang. Unfortunately, they are all killed now. There is no proof of their death."

Song Zhishu said coldly, "What proof do you want? Since it was caused by Nangong Han, let him pay for his life."

Suddenly, all those in power in the Song family were alarmed.

"Second master, what do you mean?"

"Since the Nangong family has done so, why should we hide and immediately spread the news that Nangong Han murdered Nanyang. Let's fight with the Song family."

A person in power said anxiously, "second master, think twice. I'm not aiming to destroy my prestige. In fact, the strength of our song family is one point worse than that of Nangong family."

Song Zhishu glanced coldly and said coldly, "you don't have to worry. My son will return to the family soon."

"Master Nantian?"

"Good."

Those in power were filled with joy and excitement.

"When young master Nantian comes back, there will naturally be a deterrent. Well, we Song family will fight Nangong family. This time, anyway, Nangong Han will pay for his life."