Chapter 532: Offend people!

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After a hard slap, Yang Jingjing's broken kite flew up seven or eight meters, and then fell to the ground with a "bang".

On her right cheek, a five-finger red print also appeared, swollen high, echoing the palm print on her left cheek.

It happened so suddenly that the elites of Hong Yi in the field didn't even have time to react.

No one expected that Ye Fan didn't play cards according to common sense at all, and he dared to act like this when the number of people was so wide!

For a while, there was silence in the venue, and the needle drop was audible, and there was deathly silence.

Everyone seemed to have been under the hold technique, dumbfounded and dumbfounded.

"Ah!"

Suddenly, Yang Jingjing screamed sternly, resounding through the audience.

Her mouth oozes red bloodshot eyes, and her entire face is swollen into a pig's head. She is so embarrassed that she is like a bereaved dog.

"I haven't seen this young lady being beaten like this? What are you doing in a daze, don't you hurry up and give me this kid a thousand cuts and pieces!"

Hearing the hysterical anger, those Hong Yi elites recovered, and raging anger burned in their eyes.

The eldest lady was beaten in front of them. If the leader is held accountable, I am afraid that all of them will have to be thrown into the Huangpu River to feed the fish.

The next moment, those seventy or eighty big men all showed fierce eyes and looked at Ye Fan murderously.

If the look in his eyes could hurt people, Ye Fan was afraid that he would have been bruised and bruised!

"boom!"

The turbulent murderous aura rushed to Ye Fan from all directions, as if the endless waves of anger wanted to swallow him up.

At this time, the man in the lead gritted his teeth and said:

"Go! Get rid of that little **** and avenge Missy!"

...

As soon as these words came out, the seventy or eighty big men, all like tigers descending from the mountain, rushed towards Ye Fan.

They are all elites in Hong Yizhong, well-trained, and extraordinary skills. They can be one to ten if they are pulled out.

Adding up so many people, the combat power is far beyond ordinary people's imagination, even the regular army can only avoid its edge.

Dealing with a young man in a mere district is simply using an anti-aircraft gun to hit mosquitoes!

For a moment, the fist and the wind and the shadow of the legs attacked Ye Fan everywhere.

Upon seeing this scene, Yang Jingjing's face was full of vicious and hideous expressions in the distance, as if she had seen the scene of Ye Fan being brutally killed.

In her opinion, even if Ye Fan had ten lives, it was not enough to die!

However, at this moment, Ye Fan suddenly straightened his chest, and his aura rose steadily, as if a dragon was awakening in his body.

In a blink of an eye, he transformed from a shameless young man into the supreme king.

And those elites of Hong Yi felt an unprecedented sense of crisis, their hairs were erected, and their bodies were frozen.

Even when facing Hong Yi's leader Yang Zhenkun, they had never felt such a strong pressure.

"The light of the firefly, how dare to compete with the sun and the moon!"

Ye Fan's voice was full of disdain.

As soon as the voice fell, his figure disappeared out of thin air in the sight of everyone.

"Boom boom boom boom!!!"

A series of dense physical collisions resounded like a violent storm.

The few big men closest to Ye Fan seemed to have been hit by an invisible cannonball. Their chests were sunken. They flew more than ten meters upside down and slammed into the wall. Then their heads tilted and they fainted.

Immediately afterwards, Ye Fan's figure appeared in the original position like a ghost, with a mysterious smile on the corner of his mouth, like a dragon above the nine heavens, looking down at the tiny ant.

"hiss!"

The others couldn't help taking a breath of air-conditioning, and they were shocked, like being shocked by electric shocks, as if their heart was suffocated by a pair of invisible hands.

None of them could see Ye Fan's movements clearly.

Master!

Absolute master!

As the overlord of the Huahai Underground World, Hong Yi gathered strong people in the society.

But it was the first time they met with the ghostly body like Ye Fan!

At this moment, everyone was on the verge of an enemy and was extremely guarded, not dare to neglect.

"Be careful, everyone get together, don't let him come near!" the headed man yelled.

"Ha ha……"

Hearing this, Ye Fan let out a chuckle and continued: "Don't waste your effort! In the face of absolute strength, all tricks are in vain!"

Immediately afterwards, Ye Fan launched another attack.

"boom!"

"boom!"

"boom!"

Every time a voice sounded, a member of Hong Yi fell to the ground, completely losing combat effectiveness.

These big men were definitely not weak, but now they were chopped down by Ye Fan like cutting melons and vegetables, and there was no way to fight back.

But Ye Fan seems to be walking in a leisurely courtyard, circling in the crowd, his footwork is ethereal and light.

His figure is full of an incomparable sense of rhythm, not like fighting, but like dancing some kind of elegant waltz, flowing clouds and flowing water, in one go, without a trace of muddy water!

A waltz of death was vividly presented in front of everyone.

Obviously it is bloodthirsty and killing, but it seems to have been sublimated into a kind of art!

...

A few minutes later, the seventy or eighty big men were all limp to the ground, without exception.

And all the joints on their bodies were severely damaged by horror. The red blood stained their clothes and gathered into a river on the floor, and the strong smell of blood that could not be removed permeated.

Inside this restaurant, it's like Shura hell!

However, standing in the center, Ye Fan is incompatible with the surrounding environment. There is no trace of blood stained on his body, and his face is not stained. He even has a harmless smile on his face, relaxed and comfortable.

The battle just now was as simple as slapping a few flies to him, not even warming up.

Suddenly, he turned around and cast his eyes on Yang Jingjing.

At this moment, Yang Jingjing's face was like ashes, like a concubine, her pupils dilated and her eyes dull.

The scene that happened before her had an unprecedented visual impact and a shock to her.

I don't know how long it took, Yang Jingjing suddenly recovered, no longer the arrogant appearance before, and his face was full of uncontrollable fear.

She stepped back subconsciously, but before taking a few steps, her spine hit the hard wall, and then she burst out with a hysterical scream:

"Ahhhhh! Devil! You are the devil!!!"

At the juncture of life and death, human beings can often explode with unparalleled courage.

However, in Yang Jingjing's eyes, Ye Fan is an invincible demon!

So many Hong Yi's elites could not stop him.

Despair, panic, fear...

Countless negative emotions poured into her heart, making her tremble in the depths of her soul.

As long as there is a little more stimulation, her psychological defense will completely collapse.

...

"Buzzing buzzing..."

At this moment, Yang Jingjing's mobile phone rang suddenly, appearing abruptly in the silence.

But frightened by Ye Fan's pressure, she did not dare to take it.

"Who is calling?" Ye Fan asked.

As soon as he said this, Yang Jingjing timidly took out the phone, looked down, and muttered: "Yes... it's my brother-Yang Ting!"

"Take it! Turn on the hands-free!" Ye Fan continued.

Yang Jingjing heard the words, an uncontrollable joy flashed in her eyes, and quickly answered the phone.

Then, a low male voice sounded:

"Jingjing, what's going on with you? Has the matter been resolved?"

"Uuuuu...Brother!!!"

Yang Jingjing’s voice was full of crying, as if she had received great grievances, and choked up: "Brother, those useless guys have all been scrapped by others! That guy—it's the devil!"

"what?!"

Upon hearing this, Yang Ting couldn't help exclaiming: "Jingjing, who did you provoke?"

At this moment, Ye Fan snatched the phone from Yang Jingjing, and said coldly:

"Only you are not qualified enough to know who I am! You only need to know a little-I am the one you Yang family can't afford to offend!"

"presumptuous!"

Yang Ting uttered an angry roar: "Smelly boy, no matter what strength and background you have, if you provoke our Yang family, it is a dead end!"

"Even if Jingjing doesn't live up to her temper, she is a member of the Yang family after all! I warn you and let her go immediately, otherwise, not only you, but everyone around you will die without a place to be buried!"