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

Chapter 388 Still pretending to be dead?
Chapter 380 IX Still Playing Dead?
This leg is extremely ferocious.

The whole space seemed to be kicked and exploded.

The violent power set off a cold wind in the entire hall.

Song Jinyu and the others were shocked to see that Ye Fan didn't dodge, evade, or attack in the face of this killer move.

This……

Everyone in the Song family was dumbfounded!
They never imagined that Ye Fan turned into a little sheep at a critical moment, and even forgot to escape.

Are you scared?
A thought flashed in the minds of the female family members of the Song family.

Isn't this looking for death?

The female family members of the Song family shook their heads secretly, thinking that Ye Fan was a bit capable, but who knew it was an embroidered pillow.

To find out Bai You, probably a blind cat met a dead mouse.

"careful!"

Zhu Changsheng shouted at Ye Fan.

However, Ye Fan remained unmoved and still stood quietly.

"go to hell!"

Bai You smiled grimly, and the whip leg that he swept out was like a rainbow.

"call--"

In a blink of an eye, the whip leg was only half a meter away from Ye Fan's head!
humming.

One second!
In just one second, Bai You can kick Ye Fan's head off.

Everyone present was ashamed.

To be finished.

However, at this moment, Ye Fan opened his mouth suddenly, and countless pieces of apples spewed out.

"flutter--"

Bai You tilted his head subconsciously, and his movements slowed down by half a minute.

Almost at the same moment, a palm fluttered out, grasping Bai You's ankle like a phantom.

not good!

Bai You's complexion changed drastically, but it was too late to withdraw.

Ye Fan grabbed, pressed, and flung.

"flutter!"

With a crisp sound, Bai You's ankle broke, with five more blood holes, and then his body shook, and he slammed into the French window hard.

There was a loud bang on the floor-to-ceiling windows, and there was a spider web crack.

Bai You's spine was also hit by the floor-to-ceiling window, and broke with a cough.

The wound bled again.

"what--"

Bai You was in so much pain that he let out a mournful howl, his body moved like a snake or a scorpion instinctively!

At the same time, she stretched out her right hand, wanting to touch the snake and worm.

It's just that before she gave the poison, Ye Fan rushed to him in the blink of an eye like a tarsal maggot.

One foot, step on it hard!

"Crack!"

Bai You broke his wrist, and let out another scream.

Shocked!

The scene in front of them stunned everyone present.

No one could have imagined that Bai You, who was as imposing as a rainbow, would be beaten by Ye Fan without any difficulty.

Vulnerable.

Two strokes.

With just two strokes, Ye Fan beat Bai You, whom the Song family feared, into a miserable dead dog.

The entire hall was extremely depressed at the moment.

The female members of the Song family stiffened even more.

But, the matter is not over yet.

When Bai You endured the pain and took out a big scorpion, Ye Fan crushed the scorpion together with her hand.

Then, he stepped on Bai You's head.

That calmness, as if stepping on an ant.

Ye Fan looked at the door and smiled faintly: "Miao Fenghuang, why don't you get out?"

"what--"

Almost as soon as the voice fell, a puff of white smoke blew outside the door, instantly covering the open space of Feilai Pavilion.

More than 20 guards of the Song family screamed and fell to the ground, holding their throats and trembling, looking extremely painful.

Before Song Jinyu and the others could see anything, the Song Family gunmen on the stairs and at the commanding heights also fell to the ground, with the same symptoms of life being worse than death.

In the misty white smoke, the Song family's nephews and medical staff on the periphery fell to the ground one by one.

The enemy was nowhere to be seen from beginning to end, only the sound of bells ringing unhurriedly.

"boom--"

When the sound of the bell became clearer and clearer, more than a dozen bodyguards of the Song family covering their mouths and noses trembled and fell to the entrance of the hall without saying a word.

Then, a shaky nephew of the Song family was kicked away, fell to the ground and struggled a few times before becoming silent.

Soon, an old woman dressed in Miao clothes appeared in the hall.

I don't know how she got in, there is no track to follow.

The old woman in Miao clothes was about 60 years old, her face was pale, and her whole body was gloomy. She looked as if she had just crawled out of a grave.

"Miao Fenghuang!"

Seeing the old woman in Miao clothes, the Song family's nephew subconsciously exclaimed:

"Really you?"

Miao Fenghuang didn't even look at the nephew of the Song family, but walked towards Song Wansan while leaning on a snake-headed cane, while gnashing his teeth and shouting:
"Song Wansan, who made you die, who made you die."

"It's less than NO.18, how can you die?"

Miao Fenghuang roared: "I still want to sacrifice you to my husband."

She completely ignored the nearly hundred people present, just staring at Song Wansan approaching slowly, walking slowly, but with a domineering air.

The sons and nephews of the Song family instinctively wanted to stop them, but before they got closer to two meters, they foamed at the mouth and fell to the ground.

No one knew how they got tricked, only Ye Fan could tell that Miao Fenghuang was exuding poisonous gas.

Seeing Song Wansan's emaciated and dead appearance, Miao Fenghuang yelled hysterically:

"Song Wansan, come back to me, come back to me."

Ye Fan smiled lightly: "Mr. Song can't wait for NO.18, but you can sacrifice yourself."

"Ignorant boy, who gave you the right to talk to me like this?"

Miao Fenghuang stared at Ye Fan and roared angrily: "Release Bai You immediately, or I will make your life worse than death."

As soon as she raised her hand, a white snake shot out, straight for Ye Fan's throat.

Fast and hard.

Ye Fan stretched out his hand, pinched the white snake directly, and broke it seven inches with a click.

The white snake died.

"Dare to kill me Xiaobai?"

Miao Fenghuang laughed extremely angrily: "I will definitely let your heart be devoured by ten thousand gus."

Bai You squeezed out a sentence: "Master, Hei You is also in his hands, and his limbs were chopped off by him..."

"Alright, alright, alright, against me, Miao Fenghuang, I will let you know what a terrifying existence is."

Miao Fenghuang stared at Ye Fan and sneered: "I don't know how high the sky is."

Seeing Miao Fenghuang being so arrogant, Song Jinyu yelled:
"Miao Fenghuang, this is the Song family, and you won't be allowed to be presumptuous."

With a big wave of his hand, more than a dozen elite Song Clans rushed over, saluting Miao Fenghuang with their swords and guns raised.

"Whoosh-"

Facing the siege, Miao Fenghuang waved his left hand.

Dozens of cold lights flashed.

Song's elite body trembled, dropped the gun and fell down, looking extremely painful.

Then, a few small bugs crawled out of their nostrils and mouths.

"Whoosh whoosh—"

Just when everyone felt the horror of this scene, six black-clothed old men burst out of the crowd with military thorns in their hands.

They didn't say a word, and directly attacked Miao Fenghuang.

With domineering movements and tricky moves, he is undoubtedly a master of the Song family.

"Out of control."

With a wave of his right hand, Miao Fenghuang sprayed out a stream of yellow smoke, covering the six old men in black.

The yellow smoke was pungent, blurred vision, and had a strong stench, which made Song Jinyu and the others unable to stop backing away.

As soon as the six masters of the Song family approached Miao Fenghuang, all their movements stopped.
It wasn't that they wanted to stop, but that their whole body suddenly became weak, and then their faces were festered and their seven orifices were bleeding.

"Boom!"

The next moment, the eyes of the six people protruded, and they fell to the ground like a snakeskin bag.

Miao Fenghuang didn't stop, he raised his hand again, and the four centipedes shot out.

Four bodyguards of the Song family who were aiming with guns fell to the ground, their throats were bitten by the centipede, dripping with blood.

They struggled a few times and died.

These people are all masters of the Song family who have made countless contributions, but they have no power to fight back against Miao Fenghuang.

Several doctors instinctively went to treat the poisoned bodyguards of the Song family, but as soon as they touched their wounds, their blood-stained fingers became red and swollen.

Then, at a speed almost visible to the naked eye, the palms of these doctors gradually turned black, and then the entire arm began to fester.

terror!
so horrible!

Hua Qingfeng and the others were all shocked, this Miao Fenghuang was too perverted, he knocked down so many people with every gesture.

No wonder Song Wansan would die with heartache and lungs.

"Kill, kill, kill me!"

Song Jinyu couldn't hold back anymore, and shouted at the rest of the bodyguards:

"Let's go together and kill her!"

Another dozen or so Song family elites rushed over.

It's just that Miao Fenghuang couldn't be harmed at all. She waved her hand and flicked her fingers, and the elites of the Song family fell down one by one.

Soon, more than half of the people in the hall fell down.

All of them were black, blue, foaming at the mouth, and full of pain.

On the ground, there were a lot of poisonous things crawling, shocking people, several female family members of the Song family were frightened and fainted.

Ye Fan didn't confront Miao Fenghuang head-on. He was able to detoxify, but it didn't mean he wasn't afraid of poison. Even being bitten by a centipede and poisonous snake would be very painful.

And he wanted to protect Zhu Changsheng's safety.

After Ye Fan kicked Bai You unconscious, he backed away to protect Zhu Changsheng, and at the same time shouted at Song Wansan:
"Old man Song, Miao Fenghuang has already been brought out, why are you still pretending to be dead?"

"If you pretend again, people will die!"

As soon as the words fell, the white cloth was lifted abruptly, and Song Wansan sat up.

The whole place was dead silent.

(End of this chapter)