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

Chapter 803 President Jin, Good Evening

Chapter [-] Chairman Jin, good evening

Seeing Ye Fan's posture of a nighthawk catching prey, Jin Jiuzhong could even feel the chill from the blade!

The corners of Jin Jiuzhong's mouth couldn't stop twitching. Under this absolutely fierce attack, it was too late for him to change bullets and dodge.

He could only raise his sniper rifle to parry.

Almost as soon as he lifted it up, the Fish Intestine Sword slashed down.

"when!"

There was a crisp sound of metal colliding, and at the same time, a stream of scorching sparks flashed.

Jin Jiuzhong was shocked to find that there was an extra knife mark on the barrel.

"when!"

Ye Fan spun half of his body, swiped his sword again and slashed down fiercely.

Jin Jiuzhong burst out his potential with a roar, and stepped back three steps with both feet.

Then he raised the sniper rifle again.

"when--"

The sniper rifle blocked Ye Fan's sword again.

It's just that this sword was so powerful that it made Jin Jiuchong's tiger's mouth numb, and a trace of blood dripped from the corner of his mouth.

He retreated five steps uncontrollably, then threw a sniper rifle and pulled out a military thorn.

The military thorns are extremely dark, and there are two words engraved on them: White Tiger.

Apparently it's a good thing.

He gently stretched out the hand holding the military thorn, posing in an actual combat posture, staring at the opponent without blinking.

It was full of momentum, but the wrist kept shaking, obviously the impact was not small.

"The first shot in the South, why don't you use a gun?"

Seeing Jin Jiuzhong's resentful expression, Ye Fan smiled, "It seems that your pride tonight is coming to an end."

Jin Jiuzhong sneered: "You don't seem to be taking advantage."

In this battle, he held Ye Fan down most of the time.

"I was just warming up."

Ye Fan chuckled: "After warming up, it's time to clean you up."

"I didn't kill you as soon as I shot, I just wanted you to feel hopeless slowly."

His tone was calm: "This way you will tell me later who gave you the order to kill me."

"go to hell!"

Without any more nonsense, Jin Jiuzhong roared and slashed at Ye Fan again.

The corner of Ye Fan's mouth couldn't stop moving, he moved his body, and made a backhand sword, blocking Jin Jiuzhong's knife.

Jin Jiuzhong narrowed his eyes slightly, then suddenly stuck out the military thorn in his hand, and lifted it upwards.

"White Tiger Spits Out!"

The next moment, five cold lights suddenly appeared in Ye Fan's vision.

The light was almost dazzling.

Five steel needles burst out from the military thorns and shot directly at Ye Fan who was fighting.

The steel needle still has a red light, like a match that has been wiped out.

Everything happened in an instant, Ye Fan was not given the slightest chance to fight, and the timing was just right.

"Shameless!"

There was a playful look in Ye Fan's eyes, and then he unfolded the Windward Willow Steps, his figure flickered in the woods, as agile as a ghost.

The five steel needles fell into the air one after another, Jin Jiuzhong did not stop at all, the military stab made another point, and shot three more needles at Ye Fan, as fast as a shooting star.

It's just that Ye Fan was never stabbed.

He could only growl, and stabbed at Ye Fan again and again.

Ye Fan first evaded, and then swung his sword out to hold the opponent's army stab: "There are too many small tricks, and it is difficult to achieve success."

"die!"

On one side of Jin Jiuzhong's body, his left hand slammed towards Ye Fan, bursting out with all his strength.

Ye Fan didn't turn his body sideways this time, but also raised his hand and punched him.

"boom!"

The two fists collided fiercely, making a dull sound, and there was a miserable scream.

Jin Jiuzhong's entire left arm went limp, and his whole body flew out like a kite with a broken string, and he was no longer as strong as he was just now.

But Ye Fan stood still.

Jin Jiuzhong looked down at the blood flowing from the fist of his left hand. There was a narrow blood hole in the fist. It was not big, but it was painful:

Then, he yelled at Ye Fan angrily: "Despicable! Shameless!"

Ye Fan opened his palm with a smile, and there was a steel needle inside.

The tip of the needle was stained with dark red blood, it was the hidden weapon that Jin Jiuzhong shot at Ye Fan just now:
"This steel needle is the steel needle shot by your military thorn. You can shoot me with it, but I can't deal with you?"

After finishing speaking, he flicked the steel needle away.

Jin Jiuzhong clenched his fists tightly, but he was irrefutable: "Shameless!"

Ye Fan smiled lightly: "Okay, after playing for so long, it's time to end."

After finishing speaking, Ye Fan took a sudden step and approached Jin Jiuzhong's body again.

Jin Jiuzhong's face sank like water with a group of military assassins.

Ye Fan raised his right hand to block it with the fish intestine sword.

Then, without hesitation, a hand pushed over.

"Whoosh-"

Jin Jiuzhong gave up the military stab, and with a wrong hand, he changed defense into attack.

But unexpectedly, Ye Fan, who was as imposing as a rainbow, was not moved at all, and took a big step forward again.

"boom!"

A hand bypassed the protection strangely, and slammed heavily on Jin Jiuzhong's body.

Jin Jiuzhong, who was still extremely sharp just now, spurted out a mouthful of blood uncontrollably, and his body shook violently.

But Jin Jiuzhong was considered tyrannical, he didn't retreat, his left hand maintained strength, and directly hit Ye Fan's ribs.

"boom!"

Just when Jin Jiuzhong broke Ye Fan's ribs with a punch, Ye Fan also withdrew his palm and went straight down to grab Jin Jiuzhong's wrist.

Hard as a rock.

"kill!"

Ye Fan suddenly burst into wildness, and grabbed Jin Jiuzhong's hand and broke it hard.

The whole person was bullied again.

Jin Jiuzhong swayed back half a meter, spat out a big mouthful of blood with a splash, and then knelt straight on the ground.

Face as grey.

Before Jin Jiuzhong could struggle to get up, Ye Fan had already grabbed his neck with one hand:
"Tell me, who gave you the order..."

The corner of Jin Jiuzhong's mouth twitched...

At six o'clock in the evening, the Hongdou Clubhouse is brightly lit and full of traffic.

This is a club where southerners often gather. They are either handsome men or beautiful women, or powerful and wealthy businessmen, and many of them are familiar faces.

So when Ye Fan stepped into the guild hall, the pleasure-seeking southern guests didn't notice anything unusual.

But Ye Fan could feel a pair of eyes staring at him in the dark.

Those eyes were full of murderous intent.

He locked himself tightly.

Ye Fan smiled lightly but didn't care, glanced at the Xiangsi Pavilion on the fifth floor, and went straight up to the fifth floor with a guitar case.

As soon as he arrived at the entrance of the fifth floor, a man from the southern country stepped out, blocking Ye Fan's way with a stern look on his face.

Ye Fan didn't even look at it and bumped into it.

"boom--"

The two rushed forward almost at the same time, their bodies intertwined in an instant.

There was a muffled sound of body collisions, and the air waves created by each blow made people's hearts tremble.

The man from the southern country took two steps back, but Ye Fan stepped forward directly.

The man from the southern country was not easy either, he suppressed the tumbling energy and rushed forward again.

He clenched his fist and hit Ye Fan's head.

But Ye Fan's reaction and speed were even better.

He calmly turned his head to avoid it, and then kicked with his left hand on the railing.

"Whoosh-"

Fast and hard.

The southern man's heart sank, and his expression changed drastically.

The body that was rushing forward suddenly paused, and then instantly leaned back.

Ye Fan's feet swept across his face.

Just when the man from the southern country thought he had dodged Ye Fan's ultimate move, Ye Fan swiped down with his sweeping right foot.

The southern man's eyes widened suddenly, he tried his best to dodge but was a little too late, Ye Fan had already hit his chest.

A sharp pain rushed in.

The middle-aged man kicked his legs vigorously, and then escaped Ye Fan's attack.

"flutter!"

A mouthful of blood gushed out, and the man from the southern country's face instantly became depressed.

He wanted to struggle, but his ribs hurt and he knelt down again.

"Adjust your breath well, otherwise it will be useless."

Ye Fan walked past him calmly, keeping his eyes on Xiangsi Pavilion.

Lifting his feet and taking steps, Ye Fan's movements were still as casual as usual, but his people were already standing at the door of Xiangsi Pavilion.

The moment Ye Fan touched the door, it opened silently.

Ye Fan's vision suddenly became clear.

I saw that in the huge wing room, the bead curtains were still hanging down.

"Whoa-"

A beautiful woman with delicate toes is getting up from a bathtub...

Ye Fan smiled lightly: "President Jin, good evening..."

(End of this chapter)