The daughter-in-law's son-in-law

Chapter 15

Chapter 15 is really amazing

To call someone?
Huang Zhendong's face was full of grief and indignation, he was really bullied today.

He felt very uncomfortable and aggrieved.

But he knew that it would be even more embarrassing to talk nonsense.

So Huang Zhendong endured the pain and took out the phone and said, "Boy, wait."

He is going to call someone, and he wants to get this justice back.

Yang Qianqian and the others were shocked, and they also looked at Ye Fan like a fool.

To accept it when it doesn't work out or to take the opportunity to run away, and continue to challenge the Universal Chamber of Commerce, is really out of your mind.

If Ye Fan can fight again, can he win fifteen or fifty?Five hundred?

Yuan Jing also changed from being surprised to joking, not knowing how to advance or retreat, reckless and impulsive, destined to be a small person all her life.

Ye Fan ignored Huang Zhendong and the others, and just stood in place and kept running the "Tai Chi Sutra".

In addition to his need to restore energy and physical strength as soon as possible, there is also the need to suppress the cruelty and killing intent in his heart.

He felt that the fire that had been suppressed in the morning was burning again.

If you don't let this fire out, you will burn yourself badly.

Could it be that there are too few white glows, and the yin and yang are out of balance, making me change?

"Ugh-"

While Ye Fan's thoughts were turning, the Sihai Building was boiling again, and a dozen or so hunky men rushed out dragging the steel pipes.

Then, eight vans also drove up the street.

Huang Zhendong also called back all the backbones working outside.

The car door opened, and there were thugs from all over the world. They were not big-bodied, but their faces were full of hostility. It looked like a fierce fighter.

Without saying a word, they took out their gloves and masks and put them on.

Then, they dragged out several large boxes from the carriage, threw them on the ground, opened them, and found that they were full of titanium alloy swing sticks.

One stick per person, clapping in the palm of the hand, making a crackling sound.

Professional and brutal.

Yang Qianqian and the others sneered again and waited to see Ye Fan's luck.

In their perception, Ye Fan shouldn't be so awesome.

Small merchants and hawkers hurriedly closed their doors. Those who were more courageous dared to sneak a glance at these ruthless people, and those who were less courageous simply hid for fear of harming the fish in the pond.

When Huang Zhendong saw the reinforcements coming, he immediately became confident, pointed at Ye Fan and shouted:
"Brothers, abolish this kid..."

More than 100 people surrounded Ye Fan.

"Whoosh-"

Ye Fan didn't talk nonsense at all, he slammed out like a cannonball, and instantly overturned Huang Zhendong who was gesticulating.

"Ouch--"

Huang Zhendong fell directly and flew out, knocking over a dozen people and falling to the ground, in an indescribable embarrassment.

The thugs froze first, and then roared at the same time.

"kill--"

They waved their sticks and rushed towards Ye Fan.

Ye Fan counterattacked.

Ye Fan was not afraid at all, and the "Tai Chi Sutra" was running, and his combat power was endless.

One to ten.

The thugs who rushed in front found themselves flying into the air before their sticks touched Ye Fan's body, and then there was a huge pain.

Fall to the ground!

Ribs are broken.

Ye Fan's speed is extremely fast, and the distance of more than ten meters is reached in an instant.

Hand in hand.

Ye Fan grabbed the stick and swung it like a shooting star.

The wind blows, as fast as lightning.

"Bang bang bang-"

The six thugs suffered a headache and fell to the ground screaming.

Blood flowed from his forehead.

Ye Fan didn't stop, turned around and swept over a dozen people.

Fast and hard.

"what--"

There was another series of screams around.

More than a dozen thugs covered their severed hands and retreated, and all their sticks fell to the ground.

In the blink of an eye, Ye Fan's toughness was revealed.

Huang Zhendong was in a trance, he was on the scene, he didn't see clearly how he made a move.

He began to feel that Ye Fan was a bit evil.

Yang Qianqian and the others were similarly surprised. They thought Ye Fan would be submerged, and even if he didn't die, his skin would peel off.

Unexpectedly, Ye Fan was so fierce that he knocked down the charging thugs with a few sticks.

"How could this be?"

Yuan Jing muttered to herself: "How could this happen?"

In her opinion, Ye Fan must have lost a lot today.

But in the current situation, Ye Fan is really one against a hundred.

When did Ye Fan become so powerful?

This ex-boyfriend, who once knelt in front of her and begged for a loan of one hundred thousand, seemed to be counterattacking all the way, and wanted to grow to a level that none of her could match.

She can't accept it.

"continue!"

Several people were thrown to the ground, Ye Fan was not happy or excited, but just hooked his fingers to Huang Zhendong.

Huang Zhendong was furious: "Go!"

After the voice fell, another person rushed over.

"boom!"

In the unconcealable shock of everyone, Ye Fan moved his footsteps, swayed his body, and kicked a person flying seven or eight meters away.

Then came another volley kick, and the opponent fell like a winter melon.

Afterwards, Ye Fan rushed into the crowd and waved his stick.

Huang Zhendong and the others couldn't see the shadow of the stick at all.

What their eyes saw was a ray of light flying around Ye Fan, like a silver snake dancing wildly, like a giant dragon soaring.

The screams and panic soon became the main theme.

The scene can be as chaotic as it needs to be.

No one expected it, and still couldn't suppress one person.

The many thugs who rushed up were knocked down by Ye Fan again.

All of them were either limbs broken or their heads were blown.

The last rays of the setting sun pulled Ye Fan's body into a beautiful arc.

Yuan Jing's expression was slightly in a trance, and her heart became more and more uncomfortable.

No, no, I don't accept...

"when--"

At this time, the swinging stick stretched forward to hold the seven fallen steel pipes, and Ye Fan then spun out with one foot.

"boom!"

Eight people crashed into the open space!

Unrivaled!

Ye Fan looked at the remaining thugs and sneered:
"continue!"

The indifferent and impersonal voice hit Huang Zhendong's heart hard.

They have been domineering for many years, and now they have the intention of breaking down.

Huang Zhendong gritted his teeth: "Go!"

Roaring and charging.

Ye Fan went up to meet him, and swung his stick like a shuttle breaking through the waves. Wherever it passed, the waves turned and disappeared.

The screams didn't stop.

In the blink of an eye, Ye Fan passed through the camp of many people.

Behind him is the general of the four seas with a blue nose, a swollen face and a broken limb.

Screaming, hurting, and stunned, one against a hundred is not a myth.

After Ye Fan kicked the last thug away, he walked slowly towards the ugly Huang Zhendong:
"continue……"

Hearing these two words, Huang Zhendong and the others instantly collapsed.

"Go, go...don't come over."

Huang Zhendong yelled at the thugs to get up and continue to charge, while retreating tremblingly, he also issued a warning to Ye Fan:
"Don't come, don't come..."

At this time, Huang Zhendong was four points fearful, three points wronged, three points pained, and there was no dissatisfaction at all.

No one struggled to protect Huang Zhendong, except that many people really lost their combat effectiveness, the most important thing is that Ye Fan is simply a devil...

This kid is really... really scary.

"Stop talking nonsense, call someone, keep calling someone."

At this time, Ye Fan walked up to Huang Zhendong: "Call the most powerful, most powerful person to come..."

Huang Zhendong's face turned green, but he still gritted his teeth and made another call.

Ye Fan didn't talk nonsense, and his momentum was like a rainbow, and he knocked them to the ground again.

"Call someone, continue to call someone..."

Ye Fan slapped Huang Zhendong's face.

Huang Zhendong called out with trembling fingers.

Ye Fan beat these people without any suspense.

"boom!"

When Ye Fan kicked Huang Zhendong down again, the sound of falling to the ground hit the hearts of Huang Dongqiang and others hard.

Yang Qianqian and the others were all heartbroken. The gangster Huang Zhendong they admired was so unbearable in Ye Fan's hands.

Ye Fan, the hanging silk they looked down upon, seemed to be stepping on top of their heads at the moment, looking down at them.

As for Yuan Jing, her mood was even more complicated.

this battle.

It's no different from humiliation, gathered together, the anger that comes from the depths of emotion, like a raging fire that wants to swallow her.

Ye Fan, who has been overlooked by himself.

It was so simple and rude that she lost all face and suffered a crushing defeat.

She didn't know how to describe her mood.

Aggrieved is of course the majority, but there are also surprises, but the more surprises, the more uncomfortable she feels.

In the end, she could only curl up her hands, her veins throbbing violently:
So what if you can fight, can you make some achievements?

No matter what age it is now, no matter how good your skills are, you can't beat a gun.

It's just that the more she thinks like this, the more uncomfortable she feels, especially when she sees her female companion's adoring gaze, the more uncomfortable she feels.

Huang Dongqiang also kept repeating: "This is impossible! This is impossible..."

In front of the open space, Ye Fan stepped on Huang Zhendong:
"Call someone, keep calling!"

"Brother, there is no one..."

Huang Zhendong looked crying: "There is really no one else."

He has already called all the elites of the chamber of commerce, and the rest are all low-ranking gangsters, no matter how many they come, they will only be ravaged.

Who else can I call?

Who else can I call?

Are you looking for Mr. Du?

If Mr. Du knew that the entire chamber of commerce had been picked, he would probably kill Huang Zhendong with a single shot.

Ye Fan shouted to Huang Zhendong:

"Does the dignified Universal Chamber of Commerce only have five hundred generals? Is it only this fighting strength?"

"You guys let me down so much, I'm so sorry Mr. Du."

Ye Fan hates iron for being weak: "Take the phone, call, call Mr. Du."

Too much bullying, too much bullying.

Huang Zhendong was about to cry, his world was not like this, and neither was his cognition.

The next moment, he bent his legs and knelt in front of Ye Fan:

"Brother, brother, I was wrong, I was really wrong."

"I kowtow to apologize to you, just give me a chance..."

He cried bitterly: "I will never dare to offend you again."

"200 million, no, 1000 million, I offer it with both hands..."

(End of this chapter)