Chapter 820

After saying that, Susie also left, even said to send autumn Mu orange home. Obviously, it is because Qiu Mu orange must take ye fan to go together and get angry.

Autumn Mu orange bitter smile, then also call, let Ye Fan ride to pick her up.

However, to the surprise of autumn Mu orange, she called in the past, and no one answered.

At this point.

Yunzhou City, east suburb villa.

This villa is the one that Xu Lei helped Ye Fan rent before the Taishan Martial Arts Association.

Xu Lei is a master of good money. At the beginning, Ye Fan asked her to rent a house for herself. This woman rented it directly to Ye Fan for a year, and it was a single family villa.

Therefore, the key to this villa is still in Ye Fan's hands.

Just now, Ye Fan answered a phone call and rushed to the east suburb villa.

He opened the door and saw a man in a suit lying on the sofa.

The heavy gasps reverberated.

On the damaged suit, there was a lot of red blood on it.

The original hill like body, but there are countless ways, towering terrible knife marks!

"Little... Young master ~"

seeing ye fan arrive, the man is forced to endure the sharp pain, grits his teeth and stands up, and is about to salute Ye Fan, but he is stopped by Ye Fan.

"You're hurt. Lie down first."

"I'll look at the injury for you." Ye Fan said in a deep voice.

"Well." The man, um, lay down from the sofa.

Ye Fan squats in the body, while helping the man clean up the wound, but on the other side is observing the wound on his body.

Gradually, Ye Fan's look more dignified.

In the eyebrow eye, already is a piece of ice cold, and kills the meaning!

Seventy seven forty nine stab wounds!

The knife is fierce!

Every knife points to the point.

If it wasn't for Tongshan who practiced horizontal Kung Fu, its vitality would be far beyond ordinary people. Otherwise, this old friend who has been with him for ten years and guarded him for ten years will not be able to return this time!

Bang ~

looking at Tongshan's body, Ye Fan's palm clenched tightly, and then hit the ground with a bang.

Villa, marble floor, even if there is a towering terrible fist seal!

"Young master, i... I'm ok."

Seeing ye fan's face, Tongshan was forced to smile. The dying voice, as weak as it is.

"Nothing?"

"You're almost dead. You said it's OK!"

Ye Fan is furious and scolds the man in front of him.

"Are you a fool?"

"If you can't beat it, you'll have to fight hard?"

"Can't you die?"

Facing Ye Fan's anger, Tongshan bowed his head and did not speak.

The two meter tall man, at this time in front of Ye Fan, was trained like a child.

Then, Ye Fan picked up his mobile phone and called Han Lao in the past.

"Little Lord, do you want me?" At the other end of the phone, Han Lao's respectful voice came.

"Do you have the face to call me Lord?"

"How did you deal with Yanjing?"

"If you don't know your opponent clearly, you send people in here at random?"

"Do you know that Tongshan nearly died of seven or seventy-nine stab wounds?"

"I give you rights, not to send others to death."

"If you can't do it earlier, you'll be covered up and gone."

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Ye Fan picked up the phone and scolded Mr. Han. His angry voice echoed in the villa.

After Ye Fan scolded, the phone, just came Han Lao guilty whisper: "small Lord, I'm sorry, it's my dereliction of duty."

"OK, I'll say something else later. Buy me a ticket. I'll go to Yanjing in person."

"I'd like to see where the other side is sacred?"

"Even the people of Chu Tianfan dare to move?"

Ye Fan's words are dense, but in the light words, they are full of killing intention!