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

Chapter 324 This Is Ye Fan's Hand

Chapter 320 Five, This Is Ye Fan's Hand

"Mom, help..."

Seeing his mother appear, Nangong Hao howled even harsher: "I was beaten by Ye Fan."

"He knew that I was suing you, so he jumped the wall in a hurry."

"Not only threw me into the stone lion, but also gave me a slap in the face."

"He also said that he is the sky and he is the law."

"Whether it's Nangong or Jiuqiansui, it's useless for anyone to support him. If he wants to hit me, he can hit me, and if he wants to kill me, he can kill me..."

Nangong Hao pointed at his friends: "If you don't believe me, you can ask them..."

A dozen or so friends immediately followed suit and shouted:

"That's right, Ye Fan beat Nangong Hao, knocked his head on the stone lion, stopped him and beat others."

"Ye Fan also said that the Nangong family is rubbish, and one person can trample the entire Nangong to death."

All of them were filled with righteous indignation and aggressive, trying their best to slander Ye Fan.

Most of the people at the scene were Nangong's nephews, and some of them came to meet the nine-thousand-year-old martial artist. They were either hostile or unfamiliar with Ye Fan.

So there is no pressure for Nangong Hao and the others to frame Ye Fan.

Ye Fan watched this scene leisurely, not minding the performance of these people at all.

Huang Tianjiao was very anxious: "It's not like this, it's not like this..."

She also sent Huang Feihu a distress message.

After all, beating people in Fengyun Villa can be big or small.

Nangong Hao threw himself on his mother and cried:
"Mom, if you delay one step, he will kill me."

Too arrogant.

Hearing the accusation from Nangong Hao and others, the complexions of a dozen Nangong nephews changed greatly, because it provoked the nerves of every Nangong person.

Several Nangong elders even blew their beards and stared, wishing they could strangle Ye Fan to death with both hands.

They never imagined that Ye Fan would be so arrogant, dare to beat Nangong Hao here, and dare to despise the Nangong family?

They have seen rampant ones, but never seen such rampant ones.

"Too rampant, too lawless."

"Do you really think that Zhong Hai has the final say? Even Huang Feihu would not dare to be so arrogant."

"It seems that today I am not here to apologize, but to confront the Nangong family."

"Must be severely punished..."

Hearing the accusations from everyone, Nangong Hao showed a sinister smile: Play with me, I won't play with you to death.

Ye Fan didn't refute, and stopped Huang Tianjiao from making a sound, just smiled lightly, very warm and calm.

But for some reason, in Nangong Hao's eyes, this smile had a cold meaning.

Seeing Ye Fanjiao's calm appearance, Chen Xiuli couldn't hold back her anger and stepped forward, pointing at Ye Fanjiao and shouting:

"Ye Fan! So you are Ye Fan!"

"Okay, Ye Fan, don't say you hurt my son in the morning, and now you dare to beat someone arrogantly in Fengyun Villa?"

"Do you really think that we are weak and can be bullied? Do you really think that there is no one in our Nangong?"

"Come on, take Ye Fan down for me!"

Chen Xiuli, who was eager to love her son, was very strong, with anger on her face, she decisively issued orders to more than a dozen Nangong nephews.

Several Nangong elders also shouted angrily:

"Yes, take it, take it! If you dare to resist, kill him on the spot!"

The Nangong family had a close relationship with Shen Qianshan. After Shen Qianshan died, their filial piety would be reduced. In addition to today's incident, they hated Ye Fan to the bone.

New hatred and old hatred are counted together.

Anyway, Ye Fan clamored first, and he didn't worry about Jiu Qiansui being punished if he killed him.

"Yes!"

Hearing Chen Xiuli's order, more than a dozen Nangong's nephews drew their weapons and charged towards Ye Fan with murderous intent.

"stop!"

Seeing this situation, Huang Tianjiao flashed out from behind Ye Fan, stood between the two sides and shouted:
"Madam Nangong, things are not what Nangong Hao said."

"The wound on Nangong Hao's head and the slap on his face were all done by himself."

Huang Tianjiao also looked at Nangong Hao and shouted: "Nangong Hao, still haven't explained the matter clearly? Are you going to make a big deal?"

"Huang Tianjiao, this is a matter between Nangong and Ye Fan. You, a member of the Martial League, don't meddle in it."

Chen Xiuli's pretty face darkened, and she stopped Huang Tianjiao from saying, "So as not to hurt everyone's feelings and harmony."

"And you and Ye Fan are in the same group, so it's not worth much to say it."

A few Nangong elders also glared at Huang Tianjiao, thinking that Huang Tianjiao didn't know how to flatter her.

"I'm not blending in, I'm restoring the truth."

Huang Tianjiao hurriedly pointed to the finger prints on Gong Hao's face:
"Look, this slap, with the thumb of the left hand on it, looks like it was slapped by myself."

"If it was hit by someone else, the thumb should be underneath..."

Nangong Hao's expression changed drastically.

The rest of the people also looked subconsciously, and quickly recognized the slap on Nangong Hao's face, which cannot be slapped by outsiders.

Ye Fan showed his appreciation, he knew the flaw a long time ago, but he didn't bother to explain it, but Huang Tianjiao didn't expect to find the clue.

This girl can be raised well.

Huang Tianjiao hit the iron while it was hot and shouted: "Nangonghao, do you still want to play tricks?"

"Whoosh!"

At this moment, Chen Xiuli suddenly stepped forward and slapped Huang Tianjiao on the face.

"Snapped!"

A crisp sound exploded.

Huang Tianjiao instantly had five bright red fingerprints on her face, and she staggered back three or four steps.

The corners of the mouth were bleeding.

This blow without warning surprised everyone, and indirectly proved that there was something wrong with Nangong Hao's slap, but it was inconvenient for everyone to say it.

"What thumbs up, thumbs down."

Chen Xiuli shouted coquettishly: "Ye Fan hit my son, it's obvious to all."

"He broke my son's hand, he broke my son's ribs."

"Huang Tianjiao, don't mess around, lest you cause trouble for your father and Huang Feihu."

"You guys can't justify the fact that Ye Fan touched my son."

She stared at Ye Fan fiercely: "Ye Fan, do you dare to say that you didn't do it?"

Huang Tianjiao couldn't stop shouting: "Ma'am, isn't the Nangong family unreasonable?"

"With me, I am the truth."

Chen Xiuli stared at Ye Fan and sternly shouted: "If you touch my son, you must pay the price, don't try to quibble."

"quibble?"

Ye Fan narrowed his eyes slightly, and then joked:
"I don't quibble, and I won't quibble."

"I just want to tell you that I, Ye Fan, want to do something. It's definitely not like this."

Everyone present was stunned, completely ignoring Ye Fan's meaning.

"boom--"

Ye Fan stomped his right foot, and shot out violently
Chen Xiuli and the others' expressions changed drastically.

Several Nangong masters instinctively shot, but they all missed.

Nangong Hao roared ferociously: "He's going to run away, he's going to run away."

"Catch him, catch him, kill him..."

The sound stopped abruptly, because at some point, a sword had already reached between his eyebrows!

Ye Fan stood in front of him.

Too fast, really too fast, so fast that no one could react.

Nangong Hao's whole body was cold: "You—"

Chen Xiuli burst into murderous intent: "Ye Fan, what are you doing?"

"If you touch my son, can you bear the consequences?"

"Release Young Master Nangong immediately, or you will be hacked into pieces."

"This is Fengyun Villa, if you dare to mess around, Nine Thousand Years will kill your whole family."

More than a dozen Nangong nephews shouted angrily.

Nangong Hao regained his composure and sneered:
"Ye Fan, you dare to touch me and kill your whole family..."

"flutter--"

With a sharp sound, the tip of the sword pierced Nangong Hao's forehead.

Nangong Hao's body suddenly became stiff, unbelievable: "You...you..."

He couldn't believe that Ye Fan really killed him.

Ye Fan drew his sword backhand, and said indifferently:
"See clearly, this is Ye Fan's action."

The field suddenly fell silent.

(End of this chapter)