At this time, there were 25 men at the auction site, including Mr. B.

Among these men, twenty men were all at the peak of the Xuan level, and they were proficient in the use of firearms. The other four men are the strength of the prefecture-level entry, and these four men are Mr. B's henchmen. As for Mr. B himself, his status in the organization is higher than that of Mr. A, who succeeded Lu Yi'an's codename, and his strength is naturally stronger.

Don't say that Ye Xiaofeng must get rid of them while ensuring the safety of the hostages, even if Ye Xiaofeng has a one-on-one heads-up with them, he will not be their opponent.

What's more, they have hostages in their hands, and if Ye Xiaofeng wants to solve them, it will naturally be more difficult.

"The four of you, take them to the first floor immediately, and if you find someone coming in, immediately kill the hostages." Mr. B, who was about to leave, frowned slightly, and he immediately gave the order.

The four men whose strength was at the beginning of the prefecture level, with automatic rifles in their hands, quickly escorted more than a dozen hostages, including Zhang Dingyuan, and left here. Mr. B sensed that something was abnormal, and a strong sense of crisis welled up in his heart.

He felt that there must be a master who had entered here, but he wouldn't have thought that his subordinates who stayed on other floors had all been killed by Ye Xiaofeng. After Ye Xiaofeng heard Mr. B's words, he quickly led the team members to the hall on the first floor and ambushed them. Mr. B's approach made Ye Xiaofeng breathe a sigh of relief.

As long as these people don't gather together to guard the hostages, Ye Xiaofeng can still take various ways to break them.

When Ye Xiaofeng came to the hall on the first floor, the eyes of Tie Mu and the others immediately looked towards Ye Xiaofeng. Special Strongman 441

Seeing that Ye Xiaofeng was deploying his team members to hide, Tie Mu realized that those villains seemed to want to leave.

Yang Lan saw that Ye Xiaofeng was safe and sound, she wiped her tears, but her beautiful eyes were full of resentment.

Four early-stage men appeared in the hall on the first floor with more than a dozen hostages, their eyes carefully examining the surroundings.

When they didn't notice the accomplices left in the lobby on the first floor, the four men had nervous expressions on their faces. They kept reporting the situation to the headset, but they never heard any answer from Mr. B.

The four men hurriedly escorted the hostages back, and at this time, Ye Xiaofeng made a move.

The martial art of the hundred-step flying knife was displayed by Ye Xiaofeng, and the flying knife quickly "shot" towards a man's neck.

Although these four men and Ye Xiaofeng were all at the early stage of the prefecture level, Ye Xiaofeng had spiritual power in his body.

Moreover, the martial arts he cultivated, the Hundred Steps Flying Knife and the Five Emperor Fist, were much stronger than ordinary martial arts.

The man who was attacked by the throwing knife tried to dodge, but the flying knife still pierced his shoulder.

Before he could exclaim, Ye Xiaofeng's fingers with the iron ring poked towards the man's heart.

The man panicked and wanted to use the weapon to 'shoot' the shot, but Ye Xiaofeng's left hand grabbed the automatic rifle hard, but his right hand poked directly into the man's heart.

At the same time, thirteen team members, armed with daggers, launched an attack on the remaining three men.

The hostages began to scream in panic, and they ran desperately outside.

Ye Xiaofeng's brows furrowed tightly, he knew that his people would definitely be exposed because of the hostage's shouting.

Ye Xiaofeng was not allowed to think much about the rest of the matter, and the thirteen team members and the three men fell into a scuffle. Special Strongman 441

The players had the advantage in numbers, but when it came to the three men, they were clearly out.

First of all, these three men have rich combat experience, and they cooperate very well.

It will take some time for the thirteen Dragonblade team members to deal with these three men.

Ye Xiaofeng did not intervene in their fight, and the fight with the three men was the best training for these team members.

"Ye Xiaofeng." Mr. B walked down the stairs slowly, he looked at Ye Xiaofeng angrily, and said in an indifferent tone. After hearing the shouts of the hostages, Mr. B quickly came here, and after seeing Ye Xiaofeng, the anger in his heart can be imagined. At this time, Mr. B looked even more fierce, and a strong murderous aura emanated from his body. Mr. B clenched his right hand into a fist, and walked towards Ye Xiaofeng with a seemingly slow pace. However, in an instant, Mr. B came to Ye Xiaofeng's face, and his right fist slammed towards Ye Xiaofeng's body. Mr. B's punch looked very ordinary, and Ye Xiaofeng didn't feel any strength and explosiveness. When Ye Xiaofeng and Mr. B's right fist came into contact with each other, Ye Xiaofeng felt a terrifying force and instantly entered his right fist.

His right hand began to be paralyzed, and he lost any sensation, and then, a strong pain came from Ye Xiaofeng's right arm.

Ye Xiaofeng's body kept retreating, and the floor under his feet shattered. Facing Mr. B, who followed quickly, Ye Xiaofeng didn't dare to have any carelessness.

He did not use his spiritual power to stimulate the internal strength of the Five Emperor Fist, but mobilized the strength in his body to stimulate the internal strength of the Five Emperor Fist. In the face of Mr. B's right fist attack, Ye Xiaofeng did not dare to have any reservations, he transported his strength to his left hand. The majestic momentum spread across Ye Xiaofeng's body, Mr. B's brows furrowed slightly, and he stopped his steps.

Ye Xiaofeng used the strength in his body to trigger the first internal strength of the Five Emperor Fist. As Ye Xiaofeng's left fist swung out, Mr. B felt the strong force brought by Ye Xiaofeng's left fist. Mr. B knew that he could not dodge at this time, and he raised his right fist to resist.

The fists of the two men collided together, and the ground trembled instantly. The two forces collided, and Mr. B's feet sank deep into the floor.

His right hand was blue, and his face turned slightly pale. Unlike other martial arts practitioners, Mr. B has never learned any martial arts since he was a child. He is constantly cultivating his strength, and as Mr. B's strength continues to improve, his strength has also entered a strong realm. Although Mr. B has not practiced martial arts, the power contained in his fists can compete with the strength of martial arts.

Ye Xiaofeng felt as if the bones in his left hand were completely shattered, and he felt that his left arm seemed to have no sensation.

His consciousness gradually became blurred, and his eyelids were like two mountains at a glance, gradually falling.

"Heaven-level strength."

Outside, Tiemu couldn't help but exclaim, and he quickly ran inside.

Ye Xiaofeng's body was like a kite with a broken string, and it fell fiercely on the ground outside the Beijing Club. Mr. B looked at Ye Xiaofeng angrily, he wanted to take the opportunity to solve Ye Xiaofeng. But Temu didn't give him this opportunity, and Teki formed a palm with his right hand and began to attack Mr. B.

Ye Xiaofeng, who was in a coma, was quickly carried into an ambulance, and the doctor quickly examined Ye Xiaofeng's body.

"Xiaofeng, Ye Xiaofeng, how are you?" Yang Lan ran over quickly and called Ye Xiaofeng's name softly.

The doctor in the ambulance originally wanted to take Ye Xiaofeng back to the hospital, but Ye Xiaofeng opened his eyes.

He looked firmly at the hospital, he was not going to leave at this time.

Yang Lan naturally understood Ye Xiaofeng's thoughts, and she asked the doctors and nurses to leave the ambulance and stay by Ye Xiaofeng's side.

Ye Xiaofeng closed his eyes and used the spiritual power in his body to activate the healing gene and repair his injured body.

Seeing Ye Xiaofeng close his eyes, Yang Lan's beautiful eyes couldn't help but shed tears.

After what happened just now, Yang Lan knew very well that she already had feelings for Ye Xiaofeng between men and women.

She stretched out her hands and gently stroked Ye Xiaofeng's face.

When her hands touched Ye Xiaofeng's face, Yang Lanqiao's face couldn't help but turn red.

The people outside didn't know what was going on in the ambulance, and everyone's eyes looked towards the capital clubhouse.

Chen Hua's face was full of jealousy, he really wanted to report the situation here to Xue Chen, but he didn't have time.

He knew very well that what Ye Xiaofeng did would bring great benefits to Ye Xiaofeng.

Now, if he stays here, he won't get any benefit in the end.

Chen Hua led the members of the Longxi Special Operations Force to quickly rush into the capital clubhouse, and he wanted to rescue the other hostages. But Mr. B did not give Chen Hua this chance, and after he got rid of Tiemu's attack, he quickly returned to the auction site on the third floor. When Chen Hua came here, the five hostages had already been killed, and Mr. B stood at the door of the room, looking at Chen Hua indifferently.

The hostages inside were controlled by the weapons of the twenty men, and if Chen Hua wanted to attack them, these hostages would definitely be "shot" immediately.

"There are dozens of hostages inside, and if you want them to die, you can attack them at will." Mr. B said in a cold tone, and he pointed his gun at a hostage and pulled the trigger mercilessly.

The hostages fell in a pool of blood, and Chen Hua withdrew from here with a helpless face.

"They also have heaven-level masters, you have to guard these hostages carefully." Mr. B looked at the twenty men and said with a stern expression. After just fighting Tiemu, Mr. B knew Tiemu's strength.

And he obviously felt that after he and Ye Xiaofeng punched each other hard, he seemed to be traumatized. Now Mr. B didn't dare to leave here rashly, he knew that his people might not be Tiemu's opponents.

He vaguely felt that although Ye Xiaofeng was hit twice by himself, Ye Xiaofeng seemed to be alive. "Mr. B, Mr. A sent a message, they only accepted a part of the remittance!" At this time, one of his subordinates came to Mr. B with a panicked expression and said in a trembling tone. Hearing his subordinates' report, Mr. B's brow furrowed tightly, and he looked at his subordinates angrily. Looking at the panicked expressions of his subordinates, Mr. B thought of the previous loss, and his face changed slightly. "They have a good command of the surveillance and communication facilities, and immediately change the channel." Mr. B immediately gave instructions.

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