How can the hard-earned country be so easy to give up?

Although Ye Fan rarely intervenes in the affairs of the Black Riding Society, he still understands this truth.

Seeing that Ye Fan's attitude was so bad, Eisuke Namura also tore his old face.

His expression was gloomy, his eyes stared at Ye Fan unhappily, and he said coldly: "If you insist on going your own way and destroying the unity of the alliance, then don't blame the alliance for being unkind." ”

"Alliance?"

"Solidarity?"

"Please!!This is the era of the jungle, everything depends on strength!!If you are not convinced, you can come to our Black Riding Club, don't involve anyone else. ”

The corners of Ye Fan's mouth smiled disdainfully and sneered.

"You...... You're so arrogant!"

Suddenly, Eisuke Namura was so angry that his lungs were about to explode.

"People are not arrogant teenagers!" Ye Fan said lightly.

"You...... You, you!"

Eisuke Namura pointed his finger at Ye Fan, trembling slightly.

Maybe he was too excited, his head was a little congested, and suddenly he felt a flower in front of him, his body was a little weak, and the whole person seemed to fall to the ground.

"Father!"

Seeing this, Sano Lang of the famous village on the side immediately supported him and asked with concern: "Father!!!...... Are you alright?"

"I ...... I'm fine!"

Eisuke Namura shook his head slightly, making his mind a little clearer.

When he came to his senses, he stared at Ye Fan angrily, and said angrily: "It seems that you really plan to go against the alliance!"

"Whatever you want!!!Anyway, the head is on your head!"

Ye Fan said lightly.

"Okay!!Since you insist on this, then I'll ask someone to come out!"

At this time, a grim smile appeared on the corner of Namura Eisuke's mouth.

"Who's please?"

Suddenly, the people attending the meeting were suddenly surprised.

"Ichijin!!!Go and call Mr. Fujiyo out!"

Eisuke Namura said lightly.

Soon!

Kazuma Namura turned to leave, and about a few minutes later, he led a gray-haired old man in.

"Heavenly ...... Oh my God!!...... Isn't this Jiro Fujiyo?"

He ...... Didn't he retire? Why did he appear?"

"The rumored peerless master!!It seems that things are getting hotter and hotter. ”

As soon as the old man appeared!

Suddenly, there was an uproar at the scene!!

At this time, even Noriko Kaori, who was usually calm, looked a little surprised.

"Yes...... Is it him?"

Seeing that Kaori Kiko's eyebrows were tightly furrowed, there was a worry between her eyebrows.

"Miss Kaori, who is that old man?" Ye Fan couldn't help but ask curiously.

"Fujiyo Jiro!Jono Taro's master, the mysterious master of the island country, it is said that he has never been defeated in his life!"

Noriko Kaori explained with a solemn expression.

"Oh, so he's Taro Jono's master?"

Suddenly, Ye Fan was a little surprised.

The last time I went to assassinate Jono Taro, I didn't meet Jiro Fujiyo, but now the other party actually took the initiative to appear.

The world is really unpredictable!

"Mr. Fujiyo!!Please take a seat!"

At this time, Namura Kazuma was very respectful, bowed slightly, and stretched out his hand to invite.

"Hmm!"

Fujiyo Jiro nodded in satisfaction.

Even, even Eisuke Namura took the initiative to give up his seat and asked him to sit down.

From this detail, it can be seen that Fujiyo Jiro's status in the hearts of the island people is very high.

"Mr. Fujiyang!!This is the new president of the Black Riding Society-Ye Fan!"

Eisuke Namura said deliberately.

In fact!

Who doesn't know the feud between the Black Rider Society and the Tokyo Ghost Society?

As the master of Taro Jono, how could he sit idly by in the face of the people of the Black Riding Society?

If Fujiyo Jiro can make a move, wouldn't it indirectly help himself?

I have to say!

Eisuke Namura's wishful thinking is very accurate.

Really!

At this time, Fujiyo Jiro stared at Ye Fan angrily with his eyes.

Black Rider Club!

Ye Fan?

It seems that the Ye Fan that Taro Jono said before is him!

Suddenly, Fujiyo Jiro became murderous, his tone was filled with a thick murderous aura, and he asked coldly, "You are Ye Fan?"

"That's right!!

Ye Fan was not afraid of the other party's murderous aura, and said lightly.

"You killed Taro Jono?" "Jiro Fujiyo suddenly guessed who the murderer was.

"Nani?"

"Article ...... Taro Jono is dead?"

"Oh my God......! It was so unexpected!!"

……

Suddenly, everyone was shocked.

At this time, Eisuke Namura's eyes on the side flashed with excitement.

Originally, the contradiction between the Black Riding Society and the Tokyo Ghost Society was deep enough, but now even Jono Taro is dead, and if Fujiyo Jiro doesn't make a move, he will definitely be made fun of by the people on the road.

So Eisuke Namura concluded that Jiro Fujiyo would definitely take action in order to save face.

"You say!!Did Taro Jono kill you?"

Fujiyo Jiro was furious, his eyes flashing with uncontrollable anger.

"The mouth is on you, whatever you say!" Ye Fan shrugged, spread his hands, and said.

"Sure enough, it's you!"

The murderous aura on Fujiyo Jiro's body became more and more terrifying.

Seeing that his eyes narrowed slightly, the next second, he suddenly shouted angrily, and the momentum on his body soared rapidly.

Forehead?

The master of the Yellow Rank Peak?

In an instant, Ye Fan felt the momentum emanating from Yojiro Zito.

"Stinky boy, I want you to pay for it with blood!"

With that, Fujiyo Jiro raised his hand and slapped the mahogany round table in the conference room suddenly.

"Bang!"

With a loud bang, the mahogany round table was suddenly shattered by his slap.

"Good...... What a force!"

The expressions of the people at the scene became shocked all of a sudden, and their awe of Fujiyo Jiro increased a little more.

"Drink!!"

When everyone was shocked, Fujiyo Jiro exerted a slight force on his toes, and his whole body rushed over with a "whoosh" like a sharp arrow.

"People...... What about people?"

Everyone exclaimed for a while, and Fujiyo Jiro was amazingly fast.

Even, it can't even be seen clearly with the naked eye.

"There it is!"

Suddenly, someone exclaimed in silence and stretched out his hand to point in the direction where Ye Fan was.

At this time, Fujiyo Jiro had already rushed to Ye Fan's eyes.

"I'm going to avenge my apprentice, stinky boy, you go to hell!"

With that, Fujiyo Jiro suddenly took a step forward with his left leg, and punched forward with his arm.

"Whew!!"

The punch was fast, and the air carried the whistling fist power, as fierce as a dragon going out to sea.

Seeing Ye Fan at this time, his expression was solemn, and he immediately concentrated his mind, and secretly recited a sentence in his heart: Five strengths!

In an instant, the dark energy in his body rushed to his right fist like a flood along the veins.

"Boom!"

A loud bang sounded like an explosion, and the fists of the two could be seen heavily imprinted.

The strong impact of the fist formed a strong air current, and the air flow quickly spread outward.

I saw a strong air impulse wave, which washed everyone on the scene to the ground.

The glass of the conference room suddenly burst, and the glass slag splashed all over the ground, and the scene was in a mess.

……