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

Chapter 2569 One hit ten
Chapter 590: One hits ten
Cai Qingqing has determined that Zheng Junqing and Wang Qingwu are the enemies who killed her son and dug her grave, so it is destined that Ye Fan will not let her live again.

Full of hatred, she can only give Cai Qingqing a chance, and even if she calls other reinforcements at dawn, she will turn her face and bite Ye Fan.

So although Ye Fan felt sorry for Cai Qingqing's value, he couldn't play with fire because he didn't have time to twist around.

For the safety of himself and Wang Qingwu, Ye Fan still did not hesitate to kill her.

After killing Cai Qingqing, Zheng Junqing also mercilessly eliminated the children of the Cai family.

Both sides have already killed to this point, so they can only kill them all to avoid future troubles.

After killing Cai Qingqing, Ye Fan dealt with the mess as quickly as possible, and tried his best to block the news.

As dawn approached, the entire Cai's mansion was completely under Ye Fan's control.

The secret guards of the [-]th Department also informed that all the five hundred Wumeng disciples who had been pierced were killed.

Cai Qingqing's diehard loyalty is completely over.

After Ye Fan asked Zheng Junqing to leave manpower to deal with the matter, he took Atagu straight to the Wucheng Wumeng.

After the establishment of the Wumeng League in Shenzhou and the emergence of monsters like Nine Thousand Years, many countries have also established Wumeng League to recruit private experts for their own use.

The Martial League of Xia Kingdom was proposed and established by Xia Kunlun according to the Shenzhou model.

Xia Kunlun is the founder.

However, Xia Kunlun did not personally intervene in the operation of the Xia Guowu League.

In addition to the fact that he was too busy, he was also worried about his achievements, so he recommended his righteous sister Lin Suyi to preside over the overall situation.

It's a pity that before Xia Kunlun fell into the sea and disappeared, she had already led the Wumeng to the Temujin camp.

It is rumored that among the hundreds of masters who attacked Xia Kunlun, there were people arranged by Lin Suyi.

Among the Xia Guowu Leagues under Lin Suyi's control, apart from the Capital City Wumeng, the Wucheng Wumeng is the most powerful.

The large number of people and the continuous source of troops are the characteristics of the Wucheng Wumeng.

So after Ye Fan cleaned up Cai Qingqing, he went straight to Wucheng Wumeng while the iron was hot.

He wants to take advantage of the fact that the other party has no leader.

On the way, Ye Fan quickly became familiar with the information and manpower of the Wucheng Wumeng.

"Ugh-"

As dawn approached, the white Humvee that Ye Fan was in rushed towards the gate of Wucheng Wumeng like a sharp arrow.

Several children who were stomping their feet to ease the cold and waited for the shift changed their faces when they saw this:
"who?"

They immediately drew their weapons.

But before they could launch an attack, Dugu Shang stepped on the accelerator.

With a bang, the car directly knocked the four Wumeng disciples into the air, and then hit the gate with an unabated bang.

The door flew to both sides with a loud bang.

The white Hummer drove straight in.

"Enemy attack! Enemy attack!"

The disciples of the Wumeng who rushed out when they heard the movement roared endlessly when they saw this.

Ye Fan tilted his head slightly, and the car rushed over again, sweeping all the dozen people to the ground.

The car did not stop, and drove towards the center of Wumeng like a rainbow.

On the way here, Ye Fan had already checked the structure and terrain of the Wumeng.

There are eight gates and sixteen roads, all of which lead directly to the martial arts training platform in the middle that can accommodate 3000 people.

The whole structure is like a gossip.

The children of the Wumeng will practice martial arts with the eight major coaches on the training platform almost every day.

So Ye Fan rushed directly to the training platform.

"Someone ran into the Wumeng! Someone ran into the Wumeng!"

"Stop him! Stop him!"

"Close the eight gates! Close the eight gates! No entry, no exit!"

One by one voices roared, and then groups of figures rushed towards the white Humvee.

Dugu Shang didn't care about these people at all. As an old driver, he showed his extraordinary skills and swept away all the opponents who blocked him.

Occasionally, when encountering obstacles such as iron chains and nails, he also detours or leaps over them.

The white hummer is like a loach, which the Wumeng children cannot catch.

Ye Fan always sat in the backseat to recharge his batteries, and only when he met archers and gunmen did he fly out the silver needle to kill danger.

Three minutes later, the white Hummer rushed to the side of the training platform.

With a wave of Ye Fan's finger, the car rushed up the stairs.

Then the thunder at the rear of the car swept away the dozen or so disciples who had rushed over to practice martial arts from the high platform.

"asshole!"

Seeing Ye Fan and the others being so arrogant, the Wumeng disciples rushing from all directions were furious.

They flashed out their sharp guns one after another, and threw them fiercely at the car.

Dozens of sharp guns whizzed through the air, carrying a murderous look and fierceness.

Seeing that the car was about to be nailed into a hedgehog, Atagu kicked the car door and got out.

He didn't dodge, dodge or even make a move, but just pushed his huge body forward.

With a bang, Atagu directly exploded dozens of sharp guns, letting the guns roar into the crowd of Wumeng children.

There was a loud bang, bang, bang, and a dozen or so Wumeng disciples who couldn't dodge fell to the ground screaming.

He didn't die, but was wounded and fell to the ground in pain.

"asshole!"

Seeing that Atagu returned the sharp spear and swept over a dozen of his companions, the rest of the Wumeng couldn't help but took out their axes and flew towards them.

The ax whizzed towards Ye Fan.

A few more people crouched down and shot Atagu with both feet.

At the same time, more than a dozen martial arts disciples rushed forward with shields, preparing to hit Atagu with an ax and clamp him with shields.

There was no wave on Atagu's face, he swept his left foot violently, and swept away all the flying axes.

The ax was swished again, hitting all the shields of the Wumeng disciples.

A dozen or so Wumeng disciples holding their shields across the road turned their backs on their backs and fell heavily to the ground, groaning incessantly.

Atagu frowned slightly, looking very depressed and unsatisfactory.

If it wasn't for Ye Fan who only asked him to use 100% of his strength, he would have broken the ribs of at least [-] people with two shots just now.

But Ye Fan is his master now, he can only obey unconditionally.

Suffering losses twice in a row made the Wumeng children's movements slightly stagnant. I didn't expect the big man Atagu to have such fighting power.

But it also made them more furious and murderous, wanting to kill such a tyrannical opponent.

When the children of the Wumeng were ready to go, Ye Fan also got out of the car door and said in a long voice:

"I heard that the Wucheng Wumeng is the strongest in the entire Xia Kingdom. There are eight coaches, six arrogances, four guardians, and two envoys on the left and right. No one is fighting for the top."

"Today, we are here to ask for advice."

Ye Fan pointed at the people below the high platform and shouted: "I want one to fight ten!"

"boom!"

As soon as these words came out, the hundreds of martial arts disciples who had gathered under the high platform were furious.

Pointing at Ye Fan one by one, he roared:

"Bastards, who gave you the courage to shout like this?"

"One hits ten, do you think I'm an Ultraman or a Transformer?"

"To deal with crazy guys like you, there is no need for the eighth-level coaches to take action, and our third-level children can trample you to death."

"Fuck him, fuck him, go up and kill him with sticks!"

The children of the Wumeng were all furious, wishing to cut Ye Fan into pieces.

Early in the morning, before they could wash up and do their morning exercises, someone knocked down the door, scaring them so much that their pants almost fell off.

Hundreds of people hurried to the martial arts training platform, Ye Fan was not only not afraid, but shouted that one would fight ten.

How could they not feel angry?
Ye Fan didn't care about the anger of the crowd, pointed at the martial arts disciples and said:
"Stop talking nonsense, stand up and fight!"

He shouted: "If one is not enough to beat ten, then one will be beaten to a hundred."

"Zhuzi, who dared to provoke our Wumeng like this?"

At this time, a burly figure shot over from not far away, stepping past the disciples of the Wumeng.

Then he rushed forward and rushed up to the high platform like a shell, with arrogance:

"My leopard head rushes to teach you a lesson, let you know what is beyond the sky..."

Before Zhang Chong finished speaking, Atagu kicked him in the abdomen.

With a bang, the leopard flew out straight with its head straight, spraying blood from its mouth and nose.

Ye Fan smiled lightly: "Next!"

The leopard's head fell to the ground, blood was splashed from its mouth and nose, and its face was full of grief and anger. It wanted to struggle, but it was already seriously injured.

This scene also quieted down all the murderous Wumeng disciples.

Killing intent, anger, and disdain all turned into shock.

No one thought that Zhang Chong, one of the eight great coaches, couldn't even hold Atagu's foot.

Several female disciples were so frightened that their faces turned pale. Atagu, who was like a beast, gave them too much shock.

At this time, Ye Fan took another step forward: "Don't come up with one or two, come up with ten or a hundred."

"Zhuzi, Yelang is arrogant! There are no tigers in the mountains, and monkeys are kings."

At this moment, there was a shout, and then seven figures leaped over the high platform.

Seven men with strong muscles all over their bodies approached Ye Fan and Atagu.

A middle-aged man with long braids took the lead: "Today, I will let you experience the power of our seven great coaches."

Ye Fan smiled lightly: "Thunderbolt hand Song Yuanjiang?"

(End of this chapter)