In the secret room, there was no sound, and the needle drop could be heard.

Looking at Pei Wu, who was domineering and leaking, Zhong Zhijun's forehead was covered with cold sweat, his whole body was tense, and he didn't even dare to breathe, and he couldn't describe the shock and shock in his heart in words.

He helped Yang Zhenkun to kill Ye Fan, which was a huge risk.

However, in his opinion, even if Ye Fan has Commander Luo Lao and Liu Buyi, the richest man in Huahai, as his backer, he still can't compete with a tyrant like Yang Zhenkun.

But Zhong Zhijun never expected that Ye Fan still had such a heavyweight "hole card" hidden and turned the situation around in an instant.

At the same time, Yang Zhenkun obviously noticed the strangeness here, but he couldn't reach it, so he could only roar wildly:

"Zhong Zhijun, what are you hesitating about? Why don't you hurry up and execute that little bastard for me! I don't care what kind of background he has, today, he must die!"

Yang Zhenkun's crazy roar echoed in the secret room through the loudspeaker of the tablet.

When Zhong Zhijun heard this, his facial muscles twitched, and he fell into the battle between heaven and man.

Prior to this, Yang Zhenkun had promised him that as long as this matter could be successfully completed, he would use his network to make his position better and further.

Who knew what happened now, but it made him fall from the clouds into the abyss like a roller coaster.

Zhong Zhijun knows that now he and Yang Zhenkun are grasshoppers on a rope, one is prosperous and the other is lost.

"Hoo ......"

Suddenly, Zhong Zhijun took a deep breath, his eyes lit up, as if he had made some big decision, walked up to Pei Wu, and said with a straight face:

"Comrade, I admit that the status of your unit is transcendent, but you cannot override the law and do whatever you want! Today, I have received an order from my superiors to carry out the death sentence of the criminal Ye Fan in accordance with the death sentence pronounced by the court! If you do not have the documents from above, and you want to forcibly take him away, you are an enemy of the laws of the country!"

Although Zhong Zhijun's voice was not loud, his tone was extremely tough.

At this moment, he has completely let himself go!

Or rather, being cornered, there is no second option.

can only make a desperate bet to put all the chips on Yang Zhenkun's side, and even do not hesitate to fight Pei Wu to the end.

Seeing this scene, Pei Wu's face was still expressionless, but a touch of disdain flashed in his eyes, and he said coldly: "Okay! Zhong Zhijun, since you are looking for death, then I will fulfill you!"

As she spoke, she turned around again, slowly walked in front of Ye Fan's eyes, and said, "What about that token, take it out!"

......

Token?!

Hearing this, Ye Fan was stunned for a moment, and then immediately reacted, the "token" that Pei Wu was referring to should be the one that Xiang Lao gave him before.

Thinking of this, Ye Fan reached out and took out the token from his pocket.

The token is about the size of a palm, not gold or jade, it looks inconspicuous, but it is engraved with four iron and silver hooks, vigorous and powerful characters-

Oriental Excalibur!

Between the strokes, a domineering aura was revealed, like a sharp sword out of the sheath, as if it was about to be swept out of the token.

After seeing this token, Zhong Zhijun's brows furrowed into a Sichuan shape.

Suddenly, his pupils contracted violently into pins, as if he had thought of something incredible, and a bold idea arose in his heart—

Could it be that this token is legendary......

But soon, he shook his head again, threw this bold idea out of his mind, and said secretly:

No way!

It could never be that "thing"!

How could a mere hairy boy have such a "thing"?!

Just when Zhong Zhijun was frightened, Pei Wu looked at the token, awe-inspired, and said word by word:

"Zhong Zhijun, since you know the existence of the Oriental Divine Sword, you must also know that among the Oriental Divine Sword, there are several supreme leaders!

Now, this token is in Ye Fan's hands, then he is equivalent to the leader of the Oriental Divine Sword! Just by you, dare to judge him? It is no exaggeration to say that as long as Ye Fan says a word, he can dismiss you, and even use the troops of the entire Huahai Jun District!"

......

"Boom!"

Although Pei Wu's voice was not loud, it was like a thunderbolt from the sky, exploding in this secret room.

"Shhh

Almost everyone couldn't help but gasp, and their bodies shook violently, like an electric shock, as if they were being smothered by a pair of invisible big hands, and they were about to suffocate.

"Whew!Whew!"

The next moment, countless eyes were all focused on the token in Ye Fan's hand.

Dismissed Zhong Zhijun?

Mobilize troops?

The amount of information in Pei Wu's words is really shocking.

Under the watchful eyes of everyone, although Ye Fan was silent on the surface, he also set off a monstrous wave in his heart, and he was so surprised that he couldn't help it.

He never expected that Xiang Lao would have such a huge power in giving him this small token.

See the order, like see the leader!

Such an effect is equivalent to the legendary "Shang Fang Sword"!

With this token, wouldn't it be possible to walk sideways in Huaxia?

On the other side, Zhong Zhijun's face was as dead as ashes, as if he was in mourning, and his body trembled involuntarily, as if he had been drained of all his strength.

Zhong Zhijun knows very well that what Pei Wu said is true!

This token, issued by the No. 1 Commander himself, symbolizes supreme glory and authority, and is even capable of mobilizing local troops.

But he couldn't believe that an ordinary college student like Ye Fan could get such a token!

Despair!

Unprecedented despair!

At this moment, Zhong Zhijun's heart is only despair.

Before, he desperately chose to stand on Yang Zhenkun's side, and did not hesitate to gamble on his career.

But now, the appearance of this token is like a "king bomb", giving him a fatal blow.

......

At this moment, Ye Fan put the token back in his pocket, looked at Zhong Zhijun from afar, the corners of his mouth rose slightly, outlined a playful smile, and said:

"Now, can I go?"

When Zhong Zhijun heard this, his lips moved, but he seemed to be dumb, and he couldn't say a word for a long time.

Immediately afterwards, Ye Fan walked to the tablet, looked at Yang Zhenkun's old face on the screen, his eyes were cold, and he said word by word:

"Hmph...... Yang Zhenkun, since you are so scheming, you can't kill me! Then next, it's my turn to fight back! I said that I would let the Hongyi Yang family be removed from Huahai! It won't be long before you and Yang Ting will meet in the Netherworld!"

"You !!"

Hearing this, Yang Zhenkun was furious, and the green tendons on his forehead stood up, like an angry lion, gritting his teeth and saying:

"Stinky boy, what are you arrogant about? Don't forget, there are three martial arts masters invited by the old man outside! No matter how strong you are, how can you escape the joint siege of the three martial arts masters?"

Hearing this, Ye Fan's face was full of disdain, a mysterious smile appeared on the corner of his mouth, and he said meaningfully:

"Really? So...... We'll see!"

As he spoke, he slammed the tablet to the ground, splitting it apart and breaking into pieces.

And Yang Zhenkun can no longer understand the situation here.

Then, Ye Fan's sharp gaze slashed out like a sharp blade, scanned the audience, and then walked outside.

At this moment, everyone in the audience seemed to have been immobilized, standing in place, unable to move, and no one dared to stop him.

On the other side, Pei Wu glanced at Zhong Zhijun and said coldly:

"I'll give you a piece of advice, stay in the bureau honestly! Soon, someone will come over and investigate your collusion with Yang Zhenkun!"

As soon as these words came out, Zhong Zhijun's knees trembled, and he collapsed to the ground with a "plop", his eyes dimmed, as if he had aged more than ten years in an instant.

One wrong step, one wrong step!

Now he has fallen into a place of no return.

Even Yang Zhenkun can't save him!

Zhong Zhijun knew that he would probably spend the rest of his life in prison.

......

A few minutes later, Ye Fan and Pei Wu walked side by side and walked out of the Jing game.

Although he only stayed in the bureau for one night, seeing the blue sky and white clouds again, the free air outside still made Ye Fan feel good.

"Boom!"

"Boom!"

"Boom!"

At this moment, three powerful breaths suddenly erupted from a hundred meters away, like an angry Jiao going out to sea and a tiger descending the mountain, shooting towards Ye Fan.