Chapter 503：

Speaking of the last, Zhang Bing's hoarse voice became a bit sad and crazy.

Slap--

Ye Fan slapped two slaps, smashing Zhang handle's mouthful teeth.

He turned Zhang Jing's head and let the latter look at the last twenty-three cars.

In twenty-three carriages.

One by one, the children were shrinking in the corner of the aisle, looking at Ye Fan one after another.

In their eyes, there was a strong trust in Ye Fan.

Ye Fan rescued these children from Zhang Yaohui and others.

For these children who have difficulty accepting others, they almost regard Ye Fan as their relatives in their hearts.

Ye Fan grabbed Zhang Bing's head and said angrily: "Look at these children!"

"What about your conscience?"

"These children originally had happy families and a happy and beautiful childhood!"

"Now, all the traffickers have broken their hands and feet!"

"In the process of being the bait of the demon again and again, I was completely crippled!"

Not only Zhang Bing, but the other four people in conductor uniforms also looked at the poor children.

Everyone was silent.

Zhang Bing's eyes widened.

He muttered in a daze: "How could this be?"

"I just want to make some money to pay...and pay off the gambling debt!"

"I... really didn't expect so much!"

Ye Fan said coldly: "I will let you taste the price you should bear!"

"You will be like these people, and there will be no soul left!"

Hearing Ye Fan's cold voice in his ear, Zhang Bing's body couldn't help but tremble.

As if foreseeing something, he yelled harshly: "No, don't—"

"I was wrong, I knew it was wrong!"

"I really know I was wrong!!!"

Ye Fan was unmoved.

The other four people also felt the killing intent emanating from Ye Fan.

They persuaded one after another.

"Don't, little brother!"

"If you have something to say, leave Zhang handle to us!"

"The Land Rail Management Bureau will be responsible for prosecuting him!"

"The second half of Zhang Bing's life will always be spent in prison!"

Ye Fan turned a deaf ear to what other people said.

"Desperate!"

Listening to Ye Fan's cold words, the voices of other people stopped abruptly.

The deep purple underworld in Ye Fan's palm was concave into a spiral of underworld.

With a bang, the cover fell directly on top of Zhang handle's head.

"what--"

There was a heart-piercing scream in Zhang Bin's mouth.

The whole body trembled violently.

The whites of his eyes rolled up and his eyelids trembled.

His face was suddenly pale as if it were white paper.

The screams continued, and heard in the ears of other people, like howling ghosts and wolves, incomparably permeating.

They looked at Ye Fan with fearful eyes.

Ye Fan didn't kill Zhang Bing, so he froze.

This kind of pain is worse than going deep into the bone marrow, and it's even more heartbreaking!

Huh--

Ye Fan grabbed a light blue soul with his right hand and pulled it out directly from the top of Zhang Bin's head!

Zhang Bing was seduced before he died, and his consciousness was still sober.

He looked at the slammed corpse with a look of horror, and began to beg Ye Fan for forgiveness.

Ye Fan sneered: "Dead!"

His palm tightened.

Bang--

Zhang Bing's soul suddenly turned into a fluffy light blue broken light, slowly dissipating into the air.

The other four people were all dumbfounded when they saw this scene.

Looking at Ye Fan with terrified eyes.

Being able to take a person's soul out of the body abruptly, and then crush it on the spot, this kind of strength is simply incredible!

The deputy train conductor Chen reacted immediately.

Ye Fan's such a powerful spiritual master, his status is definitely not trivial.