"Young Master Ye, Concubine Ma wants a child......"

"Ye Fanjun, Fangzi, Fangzi wants to ......"

"Please, please go!"

Once upon a time, those voices and smiles, those shyness, and those memories of the past will forever be frozen in that night in Tokyo.

In the transparent glass coffin, Concubine Hojo and Yoshiko Yasuda lay quietly in the sea of flowers, their quiet faces looked as if they had fallen asleep in a dream.

It's really like a dream, and it feels so unreal.

The two big living people, the strong women who are in charge of the Hojo and Yasuda families, are really dead.

There was a suppressed sobbing behind him, which was the cry of Tachibana Pear Yarn and Kiyosha Yumi held in the bottom of her heart.

Ninjas also have times of grief, and the close relationship with Hojo Mafei for many years has made Kiyosa Yumi's heart twist like a knife, and she hates herself for being incompetent and unable to protect her thoughtfulness.

"Cry, cry!" Raising his head, letting the two teardrops roll from his cheeks to his neck, Ye Fan propped up a cane, turned around, and left the room faster and faster step by step.

Natasha hurriedly followed, trying to help him, but he was rudely pushed away.

"Don't go, leave him alone. With tears in her eyes, Sophia said, "He should have cried." ”

Concubine Ma is dead, Fangzi is dead, the undeserving is dead, but the damned are still alive!

Bang dang!

The door of the intensive care ward was kicked open by someone, and all the doctors and nurses in the room opened their mouths wide.

Takumi Fujiwara was lying on a hospital bed, just after abdominal surgery, pale and weak.

He escaped death while lying on the floor at the time of the explosion, and was then dragged out of the fire by rescuers and taken to the operating table.

"Old thief!" Breaking away the cane, Ye Fan limped over, grabbed Fujiwara Takumi's collar, and choked his throat.

The nurse and doctor were startled and rushed over to stop him from committing the violence.

"Get out!" shouted like thunder, scaring the Russian doctors.

Two nurses crashed into the medical cabinet and shelves, and the bottles and cans on the tray fell to the ground and clanged.

Ye Fan picked up Fujiwara Takumi, dragged his hospital gown, dragged him off the bed, and dragged the old thing all the way to the morgue.

The sound of footsteps alarmed the women inside, and they looked back, their eyes immediately filled with anger.

"Get on your knees!"

Takumi Fujiwara was thrown on the floor, nestled into a puddle of mud, panting heavily, staring at everyone here with a fierce hatred in his eyes, and he would not give in.

"Kill him!" Kiyosa Yumi pulled out her long knife, the blade pointed straight at his throat.

"Wait, if you die like this, wouldn't it be cheap for this old dog. Ye Fan's eyes flashed with a fierce light, and he raised the ninja knife in Yumei's hand, picked up the half-dead body of Takumi to Fujiwara, and stabbed fiercely at the bent right leg!

The blade pierced the calf with a single sword, went deep into the floor, and nailed Takumi Fujiwara's right leg there!

Blood began to spread from under his legs, and the old man gritted his teeth and did not say a word, holding back the severe pain.

"Old dog, shout, shout!" The more he held back and didn't let go, the more the anger in Ye Fan's heart became more and more unable to be released, the anger was difficult to dissipate, and the person became crazy.

Another long knife pierced Fujiwara's left leg, pinning him to the floor and placing him in a kneeling position, unable to move as he faced the two dead women.

He still didn't utter half a word, but his teeth creaked.

"Look at him, I want him to shed every drop of dirty blood and die!" Treating this kind of old devil who would rather die and resist to the end, Ye Fan hated to kill him alive, but today, he was also seriously injured and unable to perform True Qi for a long time.

The deceased has left the people, and the hatred must be revealed, and in addition to Fujiwara Takumi, there is also a culprit waiting for him to deal with.

In one of the hospital's basements, a sluggish Donnie is chained to an iron chair.

Opposite him, Dongfang Cheng sat cross-legged with his eyes closed, and the expression on his face was unwavering.

An old wall clock on the wall was ticking, less than half an hour before dawn.

Click, click, dull footsteps came from the stairs, and Donnie struggled and turned his head away.

The door opened, and the dim light illuminated a face full of anger and anger, which still bore the scars of the night's explosion.

Like a mouse seeing a cat, Donnie's eyes suddenly widened, and his cold hair stood on end, he already had a premonition of something, that was - infinite murderous aura!

Dongfang Meteor's eyebrows twitched, he exhaled, and slowly opened his eyes from the meditation.

Ye Fan's grim gaze swept around Donnie's body, and he walked step by step, coming behind him.

Without saying a word, he pulled up the back of his chair, dragged Donnie, and walked out with the chair he was seated in.

"You, what do you want to do......" screamed in horror, piercing the silence in the basement hallway, the chair legs making two sinuous white marks on the concrete floor.

There was no answer, only step by step and persistently moving forward.

Dongfang stood up silently, watched them disappear from sight, and let out a long sigh.

The light outside made Donnie's eyes ache for a moment, and his eyes were full of stars, and he subconsciously wanted to cover it with his hand, but found that his hand couldn't move at all.

The sky gradually brightened, and the sun rose very early in Vladivostok, and a ray of sunlight pierced the fog and shone in the shade of the trees, condensing into a circle of light.

"A mouse living in the dark world, let me see with my own eyes, what happens when you see the sun!" Ye Fan kicked over, kicking Donnie and the chair down at the foot of the hospital steps.

"No, no—" Donnie screamed as he tore open his throat, two clumps of scarlet rising in his eyes.

It was a sign of the bloodline's adrenaline rush, and the fear enveloped his fragile soul.

The sun shone on his trousers, and in an instant it was like adding fuel to the fire, and a cloud of black smoke was rising!

"Ahh

There is no way to resist it, and for humans, the warm and warm sunlight is the deadly poison of the blood clan.

Donnie roared and writhed, kicked his feet wildly, bared his teeth, and exposed the sharp canines in his mouth, and his face was very hideous.

The sun slowly rose, sprinkling colorful light and shadow, wisps of black smoke came out from all over his body, and the heart-rending roar was like a wolf howling in the middle of the night, and the iron chair clanged against the concrete floor, writhing, struggling, and tumbling......

People passing by in the hospital were shocked and silently watched this strange scene.

There was no flame, no smell of gasoline, and the man who was tied to a chair actually spontaneously combusted in the sun!

"Ah...... Help me!" Billowing black smoke almost obscured Donnie's distorted face, and the inhuman hiss was earth-shattering.

"Why didn't you think of today when you stabbed me in the back?"

"For Monica's sake......" Donnie's whole body was already on fire, and the light of divine punishment ignored his cries and wails and scattered all over the land.

Ye Fan was still angry when he didn't hear the name Monica, and kicked Donnie in the face: "Fuck your Monica, go to hell first to take a seat for her, it won't be long before I guarantee that the Bruch family will be extinct from the earth!"