The so-called loyalty, that is because there are not enough bargaining chips for betrayal, 128 million huge funds, enough for a chicken feather boy to betray anyone. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ｂｉｑUｇE。 ｉｎｆｏ

His abacus is extremely fine, and after killing Ye Fan, on the seventh day, he can go to Longcheng to ask for a large reward.

This opportunity is simply a godsend!

When they come out to mix, how many of them are for the sake of brotherhood? Money and beauty are the only pursuits in life. People's hearts have always been greedy and sinister.

"Yes, that's good. Ye Fan nodded and said: "Self-motivated, this is a qualified horse boy." ”

"Brother Fan, don't worry, today next year, the little brother will burn a sack of ingots for you!" The chicken feather boy shook his long red and green hair, and laughed evilly, as if he saw that Ye Fan in front of him had turned into a mountain of gold.

"Leave it to yourself. Ye Fan looked behind him with a playful smile in his eyes.

There was a muffled bang, and the head of the chicken feather boy was tilted to the side, and his body lay down like a noodle.

Xianyun carried the bath towel on the crotch of his trousers, his face was gloomy, and he scolded angrily: "What kind of horse kills chicken, you want Lao Tzu's life! It's really damned ten thousand times!"

"Old man, won't you, will you?" Ye Fan laughed and teased: "This is buy one get one free, right?"

"Hello, don't be quick and get out!" Xianyun took the lead and rushed into the locker room.

The two thieves slipped out of the sauna hall, Ye Fan put the knife on his shoulder, and looked around: "This way." ”

In the middle of the night, the streets of Kowloon were full of people, and two people walked quickly through the crowd and rushed towards the avenue. Didn't take a few steps -

"Why is that person a little familiar? Ye Fan! It's him! It's Ye Fan!"

"Damn, cut him!

"Damn, it's Lao Tzu, who dares to rob it!"

A roar of extreme excitement suddenly erupted, and the crowd on the street surged, and hundreds of outlaws rushed out of those barbecue stalls and food stalls, armed with machetes, kitchen knives, iron rods, and steel pipes...... Chase after the two men frantically.

"Rub, it's exposed......" Ye Fan dragged the old man and ran away.

Who would have thought that on this street, there would really be a legendary pie, all walks of life hid in Kowloon Street, that is, I heard that Ye Fan had haunted here, this time, let them pick up a big bargain, each of them had a glow in their eyes, just like a prostitute saw a naked woman.

Like rats crossing the street, Ye Fan and Xianyun ran away in embarrassment, and thousands of people behind them shouted and shouted to kill, rushed out of the street, and kept catching up with the avenue, still chasing after them.

Along the way, people kept joining, and the two moving targets were mountains of gold and silver in their eyes, human-shaped banknotes. As far as the eye can see, the crowd of black oppressors is like a tide, and the shouts alarm all the spectators along the street, and the team continues to grow.

"Old man, it's none of your business, the soldiers are divided into two ways, and Linglong Bay will meet. Ye Fan saw that Xianyun was a little lacking in strength, so he decided to part ways with him.

Tonight, the old guy worked hard, and it had taken a lot of energy to get this strange knife out of the mass grave, otherwise he would not have come to Kowloon Street to kill chickens.

"Fart! Escape from the battle, what kind of Maoshan Sect disciple?" Xianyun stopped and scolded: "The soldiers are coming, the water is coming to cover the earth, kill! Kill all these rats!"

"Kill, really?" Ye Fan glanced back at the crowd of people a hundred meters away, not to mention that there were thousands of people, after this killing, this street has not become a hell on earth?

The question is, is it useful to kill these people? People who work for money will kill 100, or 110,000, and they will not be killed.

Wasted work is not pleased.

"Can't bear it?" Xianyun squinted and sneered, "Woman's kindness!

The old guy turned his head and jumped, Ye Fan shook his head and smiled bitterly, ran in the opposite direction, the escape technique unfolded, the figure flickered, and disappeared into the night in a few clicks.

In the distance, the sound of shouting and killing was like boiling hot water in a pot, and Ye Fan staggered out of an alley, with a smug smile on the corner of his mouth.

"Boy, I've been waiting for you for a long time!" The glass of a black Volvo sedan slipped down at the entrance of the alley, and an old man in a long shirt showed a gloomy face with a thick northern accent.

This is really an ambush everywhere, and there are murderous opportunities everywhere, and you can't hide from it.

"Okay, if you want to make money, get out of the car and get it. Ye Fan put down the nameless broken knife, took out a cigarette, and lit it in his mouth.

"The old man is not for money. The door opened, and the old man in the robe stepped out.

And people who don't kill for money?

Ye Fan burst out laughing, as if he had heard a big joke.

"If you are a bitch, you still want to set up an archway, old man, you are not for money, are you out to find excitement and have fun?"

"Hmph, the old man owes the dragon lord a favor, and he is here to repay this debt tonight!Boy, if you want to blame it, you don't have long eyes, who is not good, you dare to kill Long Tianzong, even if I don't kill you, everyone in this world who wants your life is waiting in line!" The old man said in a deep voice with his hands behind his back.

I see, this is the first time I have killed someone to return the favor.

Ye Fan smiled: "It turned out to be an old dog who patted on the back, okay, since you came to die, then sacrifice your blood to the butcher knife in my hand." ”

"Arrogance!" the old man in the robe screamed in his mouth, and the sound was like a gong, shaking the air and producing a curling echo.

This is a kind of internal kung fu similar to the roar of a lion in Buddhism, which shows that its cultivation is quite solid, and it seems to be at the same level as Di Qiu!

Even if he doesn't reach the realm of a grandmaster, at least he is a first-class martial arts master.

Ye Fan watched coldly, holding the nameless broken knife with one hand, and under his gaze, the old man slowly took out a knife from behind him, a knife as bright as light!

Compared with this knife, the broken knife in Ye Fan's hand is like a piece of scrap iron, and no one will pay attention to it if it is thrown on the road.

"Old man Hu Yaorong, twenty years ago, he was called Hu Yidao, no matter who he killed, he only needed one knife, boy, die under my knife, you will die tonight, and you will die as you deserve. ”

"It's really a lot of nonsense, you cut it, I cut it, see whose knife is more powerful, whose knife is more accurate. Ye Fan pouted and said, "Come on, old fool." ”

"Look for death!" Hu Yaorong snorted coldly, his body instantly shot out, and almost in the blink of an eye, he had already come to Ye Fan, the knife followed the person, and the sky slashed, and he slashed at Ye Fan's head at full speed with all his strength, startling a gust of wind!

His speed, his posture of holding the knife, the direction of his knife, and the trajectory of the chopping are absolutely perfect, which is a skill tempered in countless actual battles, without too much fancy, plain, but the most practical!

After this sword, there are countless changes hidden, and even if the opponent reacts in any way, he has no less than ten changes!

Hu Yidao, his knife technique is only practiced for killing.

Twenty years have passed, and the older you get!

A knife is cut out, and the opportunity is taken first.

He was ready to harvest this human head, greet the dragon lord, and renew his friendship.

The opponent was stupid at the moment, allowing him to slash without even the slightest reaction.

Hu Yidao was full of strong confidence in his own strength, and used his sword technique to the extreme without reservation, and the silver light flashed into a whole curtain of light, almost drowning the opponent's figure!

Just when he was about to cut off Ye Fan's head and finish, the nameless broken knife in Ye Fan's hand suddenly trembled violently, and the movement was like when a big earthquake suddenly struck, before the crater was about to erupt, the infinite power and unparalleled cohesion were just a moment away from the final eruption!

It was jet black, and the earth-shattering momentum erupted violently from the knife.

Hu Yidao's eyes were shocked, he had never experienced such a critical and terrifying chill in his life, and in a trance, he was like a bird in a net, waiting to be killed, without the power to resist and escape.

At this time, Ye Fan, who was standing there, moved.

The huge and hideous big guillotine knife with countless gaps missing from its whole body instantly went out to sea like a black dragon, and rose to the sky against his knife momentum!

The light of the knife obscured the brilliant sword light on Hu Yidao's hand, and rolled up a pitch-black aura of death.

There are no rules, no tricks, just a knife with a hand!

Click!

Hu Yaorong's face was as dead as ashes in an instant, completely desperate, he never imagined that his knife had taken the lead, and he couldn't fight the knife that the other party raised casually, his knife cracked, split in half!

Then, the endless fear of death surrounded him, and the two round eyes were obscured by the black mang, frozen, and finally stopped turning.

Poof-

Endless blood spurted from Hu Yaorong's abdomen and chest, and the blade slashed through his robe, cutting his body diagonally from the bottom to the top, all the way to his heart, through his neck!

The two broken knives fell to the ground, as if hearing the bell of their own entry into hell, and Hu Yidao's body fell with a bang, smashing into the street, twisting and splitting into two halves diagonally up and down!

A pool of blood, two pieces of corpses, the owner and the knife, all died together.

"Alas-" Ye Fan sighed, looked up to the sky and sighed: "Why are there so many fools in this world? ”

Raising his hand and admiring this "innate weapon" that was not stained with a trace of blood, Ye Fan smiled, and sure enough, as the old guy said, he found a treasure.

Although the knife is dilapidated, it is invincible, killing people is like mowing grass, cutting off its soldiers, and asking for its life, such a fierce knife is definitely a divine weapon, so that the enemy can not guard against the killer weapon.

There were a few panicked engine start-up sounds in his ears, Ye Fan's eyelids raised, he sneered silently, and his figure disappeared in an instant, and when he reappeared, he had already sat in the co-pilot's seat, and with a casual lift, the murder weapon as fierce as a guillotine was placed on the driver's neck.

"Don't, don't kill me, I'm the driver, the errand ......" A smell of shame quietly permeated, and the driver was scared to pee his pants.

"Kill you, do you deserve it?" Ye Fan picked up the handle of the knife and patted his pale and colorless cheeks with this terrifying big knife: "Drive, go to the seaside Linglong Bay Villa!"

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