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

Chapter 880
Chapter 880
Chu Shuai?

Ye Fan was taken aback. Half a year ago, he might have been at a loss for this name.

But he, who has been involved in the Jianghu, now knows that this is a figure who has gradually become a myth, controlling one of the three cornerstones, the head of the Trumen.

And Hachiro Kusanagi, who dominated the rivers and lakes earlier, knows Chu Shuai like the back of his hand.

The true king of the underground world of Shenzhou, he knows astronomy from the top and geography from the bottom.

A word from him can shake the entire dark world, and a word from him can cause countless heads to fall to the ground.

Thinking that he hijacked such a character, Kusakachi Hachiro didn't know whether it was luck or unlucky, he just felt that his whole body was stiff and unable to move.

"You are the rare person who pointed a gun at me these years, ten years, 20 years, or 30 years, I can't remember..."

The old man in Tang suit looked at Hachiro Kusanagi and smiled: "It seems that you and I are really destined."

Grass Pheasant Hachiro said with trembling corners of his mouth: "Are you Chu Shuai from Truman?"

The old man in Tang suit is humble and polite: "A bit of fame."

"Bang bang bang-"

Kusanagi Hachiro's face was terrified: "Senior, I'm sorry..."

He sincerely apologized, but Ye Fan caught his fiery gaze when he lowered his head, it was hysterical madness.

He couldn't help shouting: "Senior, be careful."

While Ye Fan issued a warning, he flicked his finger, and a silver needle shot out, hitting Hachiro Kusanagi's right joint.

"Bang bang bang-"

Almost at the same second, Kusanagi Hachiro suddenly raised his gun, trying to kill Chu Shuai in front of him with random shots.

Once Chu Shuai is capsized in the gutter, he will be the hero of the Yang Kingdom, even if he is cut to pieces by knives, he will die without regret

The desperate hysterical nature of the people of Yangguo is vividly displayed.

Hachiro Kusanagi, who just kept pulling the trigger, suddenly found that his arm was lowered as soon as he raised it.

Five or six bullets all hit the grass.

"boom!"

Ignoring the flying bullets, Ye Fan charged forward with a stride, kicking Hachiro Kusanagi to the ground.

Hachiro Kusanagi let out a scream, fell on all fours, and pressed his finger on the trigger to fire the last bullet.

The bullet hit a stone, and with a sudden flick, it shot into Chu Shuai's chest.

Ye Fan shouted: "Be careful!"

"Ding--"

Before Ye Fan gave the warning, Chu Shuai smiled faintly and pulled the erhu bow lightly.

With a crisp sound, the warhead hit the ground and disappeared into the grass without seeing its shadow.

Ye Fan breathed a sigh of relief, and then stepped forward again, sweeping away the gun in Hachiro Kusanagi's hand, and then trampled off his hands and feet.

"waste!"

Compared to Ye Fan's nervousness, Huniu was much calmer. She walked up with her hands behind her back, with a hint of disdain in her eyes:
"If even you can kill my grandfather, wouldn't the 32 mausoleum guardians of the four great families who were exterminated by my grandfather in the past, the eight high forbearances, look useless?"

"Also, don't think that you were very brave with those shots just now. The bullets you shoot will retaliate against your family tenfold."

"Six bullets, sixty heads, you are of the same line as the grass pheasant, it is estimated that you will die."

While speaking, she kicked off two fangs of Hachiro Kusanagi, and then cut off the venom from his collar.

The whole movement is not only smooth, but also very skillful, as if she has done this kind of thing countless times.

But Ye Fan still shouted: "Huniu, don't kill him, he is still useful, I want to find out the master behind him."

"Don't worry, I won't kill him, I want him to live well."

Hu Niu smiled at Ye Fan: "I want him to witness the demise of the Grass Pheasant lineage."

"And you don't have to ask about the master behind him."

"The grass pheasant lineage is almost all vassals of Beitingchuan."

"Kaozhi Hachiro brought the Death Squad to Longdu to kill you, ninety percent of the time it was Bei Tingchuan's instigation."

"The cherry blossom pattern on his back is also a blood doctor..."

Hu Niu unhurriedly deduced Kusakachi Hachiro's background: "Just ask Bei Tingchuan for justice."

Balang Kusanchi looked at Huniu with despair in his eyes, he didn't expect that he would not be able to kill, seek death, or even conceal his identity.

He could foresee the destruction of the Grass Pheasant lineage, and he could also feel the heart-wrenching pain.

Ye Fan heaved a sigh of relief when he heard the words, nodded, and then looked at Hachiro Kusanagi sympathetically.

He believes that Huniu and the others will do what they say, six bullets, sixty heads, Kusanagi Hachiro probably regrets those six shots.

As for leaving Beitingchuan to him, it is estimated that he will continue to investigate and uproot him in the end.

"Huniu, take him away, this is a park, there are too many people, the influence is not good."

The old man in Tang suit tilted his head slightly, signaling Hu Niu to take Hachiro Kusanagi away.

Huniu nodded slightly, picked up Hachibaro and left.

Although Kusanagi Hachiro was not light, he was still carried away by Hu Niu like a chicken, which made Ye Fan feel awe of this fierce woman again.

Fortunately, Huniu wouldn't like people like herself, what she wanted was a peerless hero, otherwise, if she married her, she would probably be beaten every day.

After Huniu and the others left, the old man in Tang suit looked at Ye Fan again, with a very kind smile:
"Ye Xiaoyou, I've heard about your name for a long time, but when I saw you today, you are indeed a Bodhisattva doctor."

"The outcome is not yet decided, but you still don't forget the safety of others. The lakeside did not care about the safety of the child to save the child, and just now the needle flew to protect me. It is very precious."

Ye Fan didn't ignore the behavior of pursuing the result, which made the old man appreciate it from the bottom of his heart.

Ye Fan hurriedly responded humbly: "You are too polite, old man. It started because of me, and it should die because of me."

"Hahaha, it's because of me that it rises and dies because of me."

The boss laughed heartily when he heard the words: "Old Yang and Huniu really didn't misunderstand you, you are indeed a person worthy of friendship."

"Let's get to know each other formally, Shuai Chu!"

He took the initiative to extend his hand to Ye Fan.

"Evan!"

Even though they both know each other's names and still have a certain understanding, Ye Fan still shook the old man's hand: "The old man will teach you more in the future!"

The old man shook Ye Fan's hand vigorously, giving it a warm and solid feeling, which instantly brought Ye Fan closer.

"I don't dare to give advice."

"The waves behind the Yangtze River push the waves ahead. Now it's your young people's world. I can't keep up with the times."

He sent an invitation to Ye Fan: "However, if you don't mind Ye Xiaoyou, I'll be free in a few days, so how about treating you to a meal?"

Ye Fan hurriedly responded with a smile: "It's an honor, but this meal should be invited by the juniors, how can the seniors pay for it."

"No, I'll come for this meal."

The old man smiled and said, "Besides you saved Huniu's life, I also want to thank you Zhuyeqing."

"It's your recipe and your wine that have made my life very comfortable these past few months."

His tone was very sincere: "So please, Xiaoyou Ye, give me a chance to treat me to this meal."

When the old man said this, Ye Fan could only smile and say:
"Then it is better for the younger generation to be respectful than to obey orders, and wait for the senior's call at any time."

Seeing Ye Fan's smile, Chu Shuai narrowed his eyes slightly, and then murmured: "It's too similar."

Ye Fan was taken aback: "It's too similar, what do you mean, senior?"

"You just smiled casually, reminding me of a son of an old friend."

The old man looked into the distance with his hands behind his back, his eyes filled with melancholy and loneliness:

"He was born more than half a month ago. I hugged him and played with him. He peed on my face at that time. I was in such a mess. He laughed when he saw it."

"His smile, I have remembered it for more than 20 years, is just like your smile just now, clear, pure, and clean."

"It's a pity that he disappeared shortly after the full moon. If he is still alive, he will be the same age as you now..."

(End of this chapter)