In the alley, hearing Pei Wu's words, the two drunks ran away as if they had been pardoned, for fear that they would be disemboweled if they stayed for a few more seconds.

After today, I'm afraid they won't dare to flirt with beauties on the street anymore.

Pei Wu, who was angry, did not leave the alley directly, but looked at Ye Fan, with a complex light flashing in his beautiful eyes.

After a moment of silence, she suddenly spoke, "Hey...... I'll give you a piece of advice! I'd better be more restrained when I meet the other members of the Oriental Excalibur later! With their temperament, eighty percent of them will give you a dismount!"

"Dismount?"

When Ye Fan heard this, he raised his eyebrows, slightly surprised.

"Dongfang Divine Sword, as the most mysterious organization in China, has very strict selection conditions, and the elimination rate is even higher to the point of outrageous! Only those who have received the experience of blood and fire on the battlefield are qualified to become one of them! It is the first time in more than ten years that someone like you has been admitted by the chief!

And...... The news that the leader gave you that token has also spread within the organization! Even if you 'see the order as if you see the leader', but you don't have any qualifications in the organization, and you are so young, I am afraid it will be difficult to convince the public!" Pei Wu explained.

Hearing these words, Ye Fan fell into a deep groan.

Where there are people, there are rivers and lakes.

This is true even for the well-disciplined special forces.

The competition between each other is very fierce.

Those who can become members of the Oriental Excalibur, throughout the country, can be called the elite of the elite, arrogant, and not willing to be subordinate.

For Ye Fan, an "outsider" who has been recognized by Xiang Pojun, it is inevitable that there will be a bit of hostility.

Thinking of this, Ye Fan smiled slightly and said:

"I'm just entrusted by Elder Xiang to help retrieve the Buddha's top bone relics! As for the competition within your Eastern Divine Sword, it has nothing to do with me! But anyway, Pei Wu MM, thank you for your advice, you are not so unkind!"

"Oh yes!"

Ye Fan suddenly seemed to think of something, looked at Pei Wu's body with bare eyes, and praised sincerely: "You are very beautiful in this dress!"

"You !!"

When Pei Wu heard this, his phoenix eyes widened, and he glared at Ye Fan fiercely, but his pretty face was unprecedentedly red, and he quickly turned around, for fear that Ye Fan would find out about his strangeness.

......

Soon, under the leadership of Pei Wu, Ye Fan walked to the door of the "night" bar again.

Because it was daytime, the bar was not open and the doors were closed.

Pei Wu took out a wire from his pocket, randomly tinkered with the keyhole a few times, and the door opened.

With such skillful lock-picking skills, Ye Fan was stunned for a while.

The bar is not big, and the dance floor is about 100 square meters.

Pei Wu walked inward with ease, stopped at the end of the corridor, and knocked a few times in front of a secret door.

"Boom!"

"Boom!"

"Boom!"

A moment later, there was a sound of footsteps inside.

Immediately afterwards, a deep male voice came through the secret door:

"Blue Point has been honed for ten years!"

When Pei Wu heard this, his eyes lit up, and he said sonorously:

"The strong man raised his eyebrows and sheathed his sword!"

As soon as he finished speaking, the secret door opened from the inside.

A man about thirty years old appeared in front of Ye Fan and Pei Wu.

He is about 1.8 meters tall, with dark skin, a tiger's back and a bear's waist, and his upper body wears a black tight vest, and his muscles are tense, like copper cast iron.

The arms are as thick as ordinary people's thighs, containing explosive power, and the fists the size of the casserole seem to be able to pierce the golden cracking stone with a random punch.

His blazing gaze first fell on Pei Wu, and he said angrily: "Five, you're here!"

"Artillery, long time no see!" Pei Wu nodded in greeting.

Immediately afterwards, the swarthy man looked at Ye Fan again and introduced himself: "Code name - artillery! Good at heavy weapon shooting and hand-to-hand combat!"

As he spoke, the artillery took the initiative to reach out his hand.

"Ye Fan!"

Ye Fan took the initiative to report his name, and then politely stretched out his hand.

Suddenly, an overwhelming force came from the hands of the artillery like a volcanic eruption.

If it were an ordinary person, I am afraid that the hand bones would be crushed in an instant.

Feeling this, the corners of Ye Fan's mouth rose slightly, revealing a playful smile, and he secretly said in his heart:

Is this the beginning of the temptation?

But such a tentative way of LO made Ye Fan completely uninterested.

Maybe this artillery was very confident in his own strength, but he couldn't have imagined that Ye Fan had a Heavenly Overlord Body.

Even a sharp blade can't damage it.

Ye Fan maintained the posture of stretching out his hand, no matter how hard the artillery worked, he looked calm and relaxed.

Soon, the artillery had already exerted twelve percent of its strength, and the green tendons on his arms were bulging, and even a steel plate should be broken.

But Ye Fan still looks like a person who is fine.

......

Next to him, Pei Wu obviously noticed the strangeness between the two, but he didn't open his mouth to stop it.

In the military, the strong have always been respected.

Without strength, how can you speak of dignity!

These members of the Oriental Divine Sword wanted to give Ye Fan a dismount and kill his prestige.

On the other hand, why didn't Ye Fan think so?

Although he never took the initiative to stir up trouble, he was not a person who was afraid of things.

As a martial arts powerhouse, he must have his own pride, proud prince, and slow prince.

If you blindly forbear and retreat, you will only be looked down upon.

If you can take this opportunity to deter the other party, you can also save a lot of trouble for the next mission.

On the other side, the artillery's face became more and more ugly, and there were even beads of sweat the size of beans on his forehead, and a huge wave was set off in his heart, which was full of surprise.

The artillery is very confident in the strength of its own hands.

Even within the Oriental Excalibur, he can be regarded as a leader.

Therefore, he deliberately used the handshake to make Ye Fan ugly with his own strengths and attack the weaknesses of others.

But the artillery never expected that Ye Fan's strength was far beyond his imagination.

At this moment, he suddenly tried to withdraw his hand, but Ye Fan's seemingly slender hand was like an iron tong, grabbing him and making him unable to move.

The artillery still has a faint premonition, Ye Fan doesn't seem to be using all his strength at all, just teasing him!

Which is stronger and which is weak, you can see it at a glance.

At this time, Ye Fan smiled slightly, looked at the cannon with a red face in front of him, and said jokingly: "Brother artillery, you are too enthusiastic, why do you keep holding my hand?"

Hearing this, in the heart of the artillery, there were almost 10,000 grass and mud horses galloping by.

Don't bring such a bully!

It's obvious that you are dragging my hand, why are you still beating me upside down.

But at this moment, the artillery is dumb and eats coptis, and there is no way to say what is suffering.

If he refutes, it will be equivalent to losing to Ye Fan and directly admitting it.

With his pride, he would never allow such a thing to happen.

......

For a while, the atmosphere in the venue became a little weird.

A few minutes later, the artillery's whole body was soaked with sweat, his eyes were about to split, and his hair stood on end, obviously he had already made enough strength, but he still couldn't shake Ye Fan in the slightest.

Just when he was about to hold on, Ye Fan finally let go of his hand.

The artillery was relieved, the pressure on his body plummeted, and he took several steps back in succession, constantly shaking his right hand.

"Brother Artillery, give in!" Ye Fan hugged his fist.

Hearing this, the artillery didn't feel good in his heart, and said with a big grin:

"Hmph...... Winning is winning, and losing is losing! My artillery is not a person who can't afford to lose! However, don't be too complacent! Inside our Oriental Excalibur, there are masters like clouds! If Brother Xiao makes a move, he will let you lie down in minutes!"

Hearing the last sentence, Pei Wu next to him raised his eyebrows, as if he had heard something incredible, and couldn't help but exclaim:

"Night owl? Why is he here? Hasn't he been on the southern Yunnan border?"

"Huh...... Last week, Brother Xiao single-handedly eliminated the eight dens of the Burmese Yankees, and beat them to the ground, and they did not dare to make a mistake! Just when it was empty, the organization sent Brother Xiao to help!" said the artillery proudly.

When Ye Fan heard this, he secretly wrote down the name "Night Owl" in his heart.

can convince the artillery and surprise Pei Wu, this person is by no means an ordinary person.

At this time, the artillery waved his hand and said, "Brother Xiao is already waiting inside, let's go in!"

With that, he led the way in front of him and walked down the spiral staircase.

At this time, Ye Fan realized that in this dark room, there was a huge underground space hidden inside.

But from the outside, you will never notice the mystery inside.

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