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

Chapter 879 Truman's Chu, Young Marshal's Handsome

Chapter 880 Truman's Chu, Young Marshal's Handsome

"call--"

Ye Fan had no time to dodge, so he could only punch the wooden stick.

"boom!"

There was a loud noise, the fist collided with the stick, Ye Fan didn't take a step back, but the stick broke in two.

"Snapped--"

Seeing Ye Fan being so tyrannical, the grey-clothed man's face changed slightly, he raised his left hand, and a large amount of medicinal powder rushed towards Ye Fan's eyes.

Ye Fan closed his eyes slightly and retreated quickly, holding his breath to prevent the powder from being inhaled.

The man in gray didn't waste the opportunity, his eyes suddenly narrowed, as cold as frost.

He was like a poisonous snake that suddenly jumped out, showing the most dangerous fangs, rushing towards Ye Fan from the powder.

Ye Fan, who smelled danger, pulled the corner of his mouth, his body tensed up suddenly, and he moved his feet and took a big step back.

Almost as soon as he moved away from the spot, the gray-clothed man had a samurai sword in both hands, and the thunderbolt swept across the position where Ye Fan was standing just now.

Silently, but with a murderous intent.

Ye Fan hid, but a small tree broke in two.

"asshole!"

Seeing that the attack failed again, the man in gray roared, and hit Ye Fan with eighteen knives.

The knife is sharp, and the knife shakes the powder.

The gunpowder was completely ignited.

"court death!"

Seeing that the other party was so cruel, Ye Fan's eyes were also sharp instantly, and he kept suppressing his aggressiveness, and rushed out!

He used the Windward Willow Step to avoid the opponent's continuous eighteen knives, and after avoiding the opponent's series of poisonous needles, darts and poisonous powder, he punched them hard.

With this punch, Ye Fan hit the opponent's wrist, causing the samurai sword to fly out with a bang.

If he had to catch him alive, Ye Fan would have dealt with him long ago.

"kill!"

The samurai sword was released, and the gray-clothed man bounced off the ground again, released dozens of poisonous needles to stop it, and rushed towards the bustling part of the park.

Although it was morning and it was still a bit chilly, the park was crowded with people, and many old people and children were practicing boxing or playing.

The man in gray wanted to use the chaotic crowd to get rid of Ye Fan.

It's just that Ye Fan, who followed closely behind, kept locking on to him, hanging behind like a cat catching a mouse.

After running and chasing, although there was a lot of commotion, the people in the park didn't care, thinking that some child was full of parkour.

After running for more than ten minutes, the man in gray came to the lakeside of the park, and when he saw Ye Fan's haunting spirit, he turned around and attacked.

"die--"

With a shake of his arms, he punched Ye Fan more than a dozen times.

"Good come."

Ye Fan smiled lightly, his body shook violently, and then he also swooped forward to meet him.

At the same time, both hands turned into palms, and with howling winds, they attacked suddenly.

"Boom!"

The fists and palms collided instantly, creating a fierce wave of air.

After the three moves, the gray-clothed man's body trembled violently. Even if he used all his strength, he still suffered a lot from head-to-head encounters.

He staggered back a few steps before stabilizing himself.

Ye Fan didn't stop there, his body jumped up suddenly.

The tip of the toe was like a steel knife, and it slashed towards the opponent's head with such force and ferocity.

Ye Fan's fists are tough and his kicks are sharp.

This sharp kick was so fast and ruthless that the gray-clothed man didn't even have time to react, so he could only cover his chest with his arms.

"Bang bang bang!"

In an instant, Ye Fan kicked more than a dozen more kicks.

The man in gray felt that his arm was about to explode, and he slammed into a tree hard.

With a click, he knocked off the tree and fell to the ground, spitting out a mouthful of blood.

"Don't resist, you are not my opponent, surrender."

Ye Fan twisted his neck and walked towards the man in gray:

"If I don't kill you with one move, or take you down early, I'm just trying to test your origin."

"Now that the trial is over, you can admit defeat."

Ye Fan smiled playfully: "Otherwise you will suffer a lot."

"die--"

Suffering such humiliation, the gray-clothed man let out a roar, shook his arms, and shot two more darts.

Ye Fan moved his body, and the dart fell through the air.

However, the man in gray also took the opportunity to jump more than ten meters away. Seeing Ye Fan chasing him again, he suddenly rushed into a group of curious children watching the show.

He grabbed a child with one hand, a girl threw it at Ye Fan, and a boy threw it into the lake.

"what--"

The two children yelled, and the rest of the children ran away in fright.

"asshole!"

Ye Fan was furious when he saw this, the shamelessness of the people of Yang Kingdom was beyond his imagination, but he had no other way at this time.

He could only jump up and catch the screaming girl.

Then he stretched out again, crossed the lake as fast as he could, grabbed another boy by the ankle, and pulled him out of the lake.

The man in gray was taken aback for a moment, as if he didn't expect Ye Fan to be so strong that he could save the two of them.

He thought Ye Fan would fall into the lake to save others.

After this delay, Ye Fan put down the child and chased after him.

The man in gray could only continue to flee in embarrassment, but he still couldn't get rid of Ye Fan, and the distance narrowed again.

"boom--"

Suddenly, he took out his last trump card, a short gun made of earth.

He shot at Ye Fan, but Ye Fan calmly avoided him.

The gray-clothed man's face was ugly. Ye Fan didn't expect Ye Fan to avoid even the gun, and then fired again.

Seeing that the second shot was also avoided, he retreated to the lake and turned the gun, pointing at a straight old man in Tang suit.

The old man in Tang suit sat on a rock, ignoring the panicked crowd, and played "Fishing Boat Singing Evening" with an erhu.

The tune is very pleasant and melodious, which shows the profound attainments of the old man.

"Don't come here, go back."

The man in gray yelled fiercely at Ye Fan: "Otherwise, I'll kill the old man!"

Ye Fan stared at the man in gray and yelled: "You dare to kill innocent people, I will make your life worse than death."

"I, Kusanagi Hachiro, kills people like hemp, killing an old thing like a joke."

The man in gray snorted disdainfully: "Get out now, or I'll kill him."

Facing the dark muzzle of the gun, the old man in Tang suit was not afraid.

The erhu in his hand finished the last note in a slow and slow manner, as if he didn't care about life and death at all.

Then, he looked at the man in gray and smiled:
"I'm not called old stuff, I have a name."

Ye Fan was slightly surprised by his calm demeanor, and was surprised by the calmness of the old man.

"Old man, shut up."

Hachiro Kusanagi said in a low voice, "You have a name, read it and engrave it on a monument?"

"I suggest that you still listen to his name."

At this time, the woman pretending to be a woman came over calmly, looked at Hachiro Kusanagi and smiled faintly: "This way you can die with peace of mind."

"Tiger girl!"

Ye Fan was slightly taken aback, and was surprised to recognize that the woman was Chu Qing.

"What's so good about an old immortal name?"

Kusanagi Hachiro sneered: "Okay, I'll let you sign up and see if I can scare you..."

Huniu said unhurriedly: "His name is Chu Shuai, Chu from the Truman family, handsome from the young commander!"

"Ugly handsome, I'm handsome..."

Hachiro Kusanagi repeated it disapprovingly.

Suddenly, his disdain and contempt froze.

Chu Shuai?

Kusanagi Hachiro's whole body felt cold.

(End of this chapter)