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

Chapter 3256 He's a Murderer
In fact, the black-robed man was tightly wrapped, with gloves on his hands, and a strong smell of formalin on his body.

Ye Fan couldn't clearly identify the other party's identity.

But he thought that the laboratory was related to Tang Sanguo, and Tang Sanguo couldn't find it, so Ye Fan lied to him directly.

He shouted: "Tang Sanguo, you are doing evil everywhere, and you still don't obey the law?"

Hearing the three words Tang Sanguo, the black-robed old man's body trembled slightly, and then his hands dropped.

His gloved hands swished ten sharp claws.

Sharp and frightening.

"Whoosh!"

Before the opponent could attack himself, Ye Fan rushed forward first.

Then a fish-intestine sword pierced over with momentum like a rainbow!

The black-robed old man didn't expect Ye Fan to strike first, and he raised his hands before he could back down.

Two claws grabbed Yuchang Sword.

When there was a loud noise, the airflow suddenly sank.

The old man in black robe was about to abolish the weapon in Ye Fan's hand when his claws shattered with a crack.

There was also an indescribable danger in the palm of his hand.

Just one second slower, and the palms will break.

The face of the black-robed old man changed drastically, he pushed the Yuchang sword and shot it backwards at the same time.

"Old Tang, don't run away, take another blow from me!"

Ye Fan straightened his body, went close to him, and slashed down with his sword again!
The man in black robe didn't dare to take the sword, he tapped his toes lightly, and he floated backwards, distanced himself from Ye Fan!

And as soon as he stopped, half of the table knife was shot quietly!

The old man in black robe didn't change his face, and stretched out his hand to grab it.

With a click, half of the table knife shattered.

Then he waved his sleeve, and a sharp metal claw flew out!

Ye Fan didn't dodge, and cut down with a sword.

"laugh!"

The sharp metal claw was slashed by the Fish Intestine Sword, and it bounced sideways with a bang.

At the same time, a puff of black smoke burst out instantly.

Pungent, sweet, and enveloped Ye Fan!

Ye Fan's face changed slightly, and while holding his breath, he also moved half a step away.

The smoke is poisonous.

"Whoosh whoosh!"

At this time, four sharp voices sounded again.

Ye Fan didn't dodge either, and the fish intestine sword was slashed out again and again.

After the four notes rang, the four steel fingers broke and fell to the ground.

Puffs of smoke shot out.

In the billowing smoke, Ye Fan's vision was blocked, and his head was a little dizzy.

At this moment, Ye Fan seemed to see himself in the orphanage.

Seems to see Lin Qiuling scolding
It seemed to see the shy Tang Ruoxue that night.

It seems to see the huge waves in the Huangni River.

It seems that I saw Song Hongyan who was caught in a raging fire in the palace...

"Illusion..."

Thinking of Song Hongyan, Ye Fan's heart skipped a beat, and he regained three points of sobriety.

Then he pierced three silver needles into his heart.

Just when Ye Fan's eyes became clear again, the old man in black robe appeared on Ye Fan's back.

A metal palm silently patted his vest.

Fast and hard.

Ye Fan's eyelids twitched, but he didn't panic at all. He turned around and raised his hands.

He blocked the sneak attack of the black-robed old man.

"boom!"

Seeing Ye Fan blocking his attack, the old man in black roared and his body spun violently.

He also turned around.

Reverse elbow forcefully broke through Ye Fan's blockade, and the tip of the elbow ruthlessly hit Ye Fan's forehead.

Ye Fan narrowed his eyes slightly, raised his palm, blocked his elbow with his palm, and blocked the elbow of the black-robed old man.

With just one block, the black-robed old man overwhelmed him.

"Bang bang bang!"

With both hands wearing steel gloves, they grabbed Ye Fan again and again.

The shadow of the claw enveloped Ye Fan like mercury.

The tiger and the tiger are full of wind, extremely fierce, and never stop.

With a dignified expression, Ye Fan brandished the Fish Intestine Sword, calmly blocking the attack of the black-robed old man.

The claws and swords intersected continuously, making a crisp sound.

The two sides collided for more than a dozen rounds without winning or losing.

The black-robed old man became irritable, suddenly roared, and gave up the ejection.

In the next second, the last five steel fingers flew towards Ye Fan.

Ye Fan slashed.

Five fingers of steel shattered.

Five puffs of thick smoke burst out at the same time.

The floor was once again filled with smoke, making it difficult to see people.

Ye Fan narrowed his eyes slightly, pierced the silver needle another millimeter, and then raised his left hand.

Without turning his head, he pointed at the danger behind him.

"Whoosh!"

A dragon slaying technique disappeared in a flash.

The expression of the old man in black robe who grabbed Ye Fan's neck changed dramatically.

Smelling danger, he wanted to stop and retreat, but he didn't have time to move, and his palms and ears hurt.

He bit his lip and took half a step back, then looked down.

There was a scorching blood hole in the palm.

Half of the ear is missing.

Blood dripping, shocking.

His always emotionless eyes rarely showed a trace of anger.

It's just that Ye Fan didn't stop, he turned around and wiped the black-robed old man's neck with the Yuchang sword.

Wipe your throat!

Ye Fan was quick, and so was the old man in black robe, enduring the pain, and punched Yuchangjian.

"boom!"

With a loud noise, the Yuchang sword bounced away, and Ye Fan retreated four or five meters.

But there was also a bloody sword mark on the black-robed old man's neck.

He unleashed Ye Fan's fatal blow in time, but a bloody gash was still drawn on his neck.

Soon, the chest of the black-robed old man was stained with blood.

It's just that he didn't scream and bandage the wound, but stared fixedly at Ye Fan.

An indescribable anger surged.

Ye Fan didn't have the slightest disturbance, he blew the Yuchangjian lightly and said:
"If you lose, you will die too."

"Unfortunately, you are not Tang Sanguo, otherwise I would be able to sleep peacefully."

Although the opponent's mask has not been removed, and the opponent is also very powerful, the old man in black robe has no defense against the dragon slaying technique.

This is enough to show that he is not Tang Sanguo anymore.

The old man in black robe clenched his fists tightly, with killing intent pouring out, he wanted to rush forward and smash Ye Fan to death.

But just when he had exhausted all his energy, his face suddenly changed, and he touched the blood on his neck.

He found that the blood had turned black.

This made the old man in black furious, he roared and stomped on the ground.

Countless tiles burst and shot at Ye Fan.

Ye Fan had been on guard for a long time, and shot out with both hands, knocking down all the tiles to the ground.

At this moment, the black-robed old man turned around and rushed into the darkness.

Run away!

"Want to run? It's not that easy!"

Ye Fan snorted, leaned forward, and rushed towards the old man in black.

After a few ups and downs, Ye Fan appeared above the slow-moving old man in black robe.

hiss!
The old man in black seemed to hear the sound of sharp claws tearing the air.

He subconsciously looked up.

In the field of vision, Ye Fan descended from the sky, his hands reached down like lightning, grabbed and twisted.

With a click, the black-robed old man's neck was twisted into twists.

He extinguished his vitality on the spot and fell limply to the ground.

His eyes were wide open, and the last words remained on his trembling lips:

"mean!"

"But you can't kill me, I will come back..."

The fish gut sword was poisonous, and he suffered a fatal blow to his neck.

Ye Fan didn't have too many waves on his face, and wiped the fish intestine sword on the opponent:

"I'm really despicable, but you're also shameless, hiding in this building to pretend to be a ghost, and even making poisonous smoke for me."

"Although you are not Tang Sanguo, you are also very skilled. Let me see who you are."

As for the other party's claim that he can't be killed and will come back, it is nonsense in Ye Fan's eyes.

It is impossible for a person to come back from the dead.

After turning his thoughts, Ye Fan used the Yuchang sword to lift the opponent's mask.

Soon, the face of the old man in black robe appeared

With triangular eyes, hooked nose, and pointed beak, it looks like a weasel.

This ugly feature made the corner of Ye Fan's mouth twitch a few times, and he withdrew the Yuchang Sword.

He searched the old man in black robe, but found nothing.

This made Ye Fan frown slightly.

He wondered if he should go deep into the laboratory building to search.

"Woooo-"

At this moment, a shrill siren sounded outside.

Ye Fan exhaled a long breath, giving up the idea of ​​searching the laboratory...

An hour later, Ye Fan followed the police and sent Zhong Kexin to the hospital.

Zhong Kexin opened his eyes, but his expression was dull, as if he was frightened.

However, Ye Fan could tell that she had inhaled some anesthesia-like gas, and her brain was still unable to fully wake up.

So he took out three silver needles and gave Zhong Kexin acupuncture and moxibustion.

"Kexin, Kexin!"

At this time, there was another sound of hurried footsteps at the door of the ward, as well as flustered shouts of concern.

Ye Fan turned his head and looked over, and saw a dozen people surrounded by Zhong Sanding and a couple of men and women in Chinese clothes.

They pushed away the crowd and ran towards Zhong Kexin: "Kexin, what's wrong with you? What's wrong with you?"

Ye Fan reached out and pulled out three needles.

Zhong Kexin's body trembled suddenly, and the sluggishness receded like a tide.

"Where am I? Where is it? Dad, Mom, Uncle Wang, are you here?"

Zhong Kexin's lips trembled a few times, and then saw Ye Fan in front of him.

She screamed and rolled down like a poisonous snake.

While rolling and crawling away from Ye Fan, she pointed at Ye Fan like a pig and howled:

"Murderer, murderer, he is a murderer..."

Countless agents stared at Ye Fan swishingly.

(End of this chapter)