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

Chapter 905 Resist, Two Knives
Chapter [-] Resistance, Two Knives
"The first envoy of the Wumeng?"

Seeing this brand, Tang Shi'er and the others all stared blankly, each of them couldn't believe it.

Even Tang Ruoxue was in a trance, she didn't expect Ye Fan to have this brand on her body.

It was only at this time that she discovered again that Ye Fan was no longer Zhong Haishi's son-in-law, and he is not what he used to be...

Ye Fan's being too low-key and gentle made his first name less fierce and arrogant, and it also made many people less awe-inspiring.

But once he took out the token, it not only instantly revealed his identity, but also revealed a powerful backer and sharp fangs.

At this moment, Tang Shi'er and the others all remembered that Ye Fan was the number one envoy, one person under ten thousand people.

He also thought of Nine Thousand Years who was so kind to Ye Fan behind him.

Who is Nine Thousand Years?

For ordinary people, he has a lot of comments, but for Tang Shi'er, one sentence can get to the bottom of it.

He is the craziest, most loyal and vicious guardian dog in China.

He is here, the Wumeng is here, he alone is equal to a family.

So don't say that Tang Shi'er didn't dare to call Bantu Gousheng, even Tang Pingfan wanted to give him three points of face.

So when he saw the token in Ye Fan's hand, the threat of Nine Thousand Years came over instantly, and Tang Shi'er's back was soaked all of a sudden.

He stared at Ye Fan, but his anger was invisible.

Duanmuqing's face also changed, he is Duanmuchang's nephew, so he knows the power of the token.

He put his hands in his pockets again.

"In the battle of Wutong Mountain, Nine Thousand Years asked me to be the first envoy and gave me this token."

Ye Fan walked forward slowly holding the sign, looked at Tang Shier and the others with a faint smile:
"He told me at the time that this token, the three cornerstones, and the five major families all agreed unanimously."

"Under one person, above ten thousand people, there is still the right to do things cheaply."

"Not only can we restrain 30 Wumeng children, but we can also make the nephews and nephews of the major families give up three points."

"I'm a low-key person and don't like to bully others, so this brand has never been used."

"But today I suddenly discovered that I don't know if I was too low-key or too gentle, making you all forget my title as the number one envoy."

"So I took it out to remind you, by the way, let's see if there is any moisture in the words of the five temperance masters..."

"Rebut me, I stole this token, I picked it up."

"Or tell me, it's just a piece of garbage, and it's of no use to you."

Ye Fan put the token of the first emissary in front of Tang Shi'er: "You don't need to give this token any face at all."

The five characters of the First Envoy of the Martial League on the token were carved by Tu Gouzuo himself, flamboyant and full of murderous aura.

Looking at it from a close distance, it is even more coercive, making people like Tang Shi'er thirsty.

But Tang Shi'er didn't speak, and he didn't know how to answer.

To say that tokens are rubbish is to provoke Nine Thousand Years, and it is also to slap Tang Pingfan and other five great masters and the three cornerstones in the face.

To say that the token should not be offended is to slap himself in the face, so he can only remain silent.

It's just that Tang Shi'er's attitude still shocked everyone in the audience.

They never expected that Ye Fan's token would make the aggressive Tang Shi'er bow his head.

Dozens of Tang Sect gunmen also lowered their guns when they saw this, no longer the indifferent and ruthless killing momentum just now.

"It seems that this token is useful."

Seeing that Tang Shi'er was silent, Ye Fan stepped forward slowly again: "Shut up Mr. Tang who is shouting and shouting."

"Ye Fan, what are you doing?"

The corners of Tang Shi'er's mouth twitched endlessly: "You don't want to live up to the trust of Nine Thousand Years, and don't discredit Nine Thousand Years."

Ye Fan said bluntly: "Don't talk nonsense, I'll just ask you, can I bully others with my token."

Tang Shi'er's voice sank and he shouted: "I will definitely suggest to Jiuqiantui to take back your token and first envoy."

"The answer is irrelevant, that is to say, I can also bully others?"

Ye Fan sneered when he heard the words, then raised his arms and slapped a nephew of the Tang family away.

"Bastard, how dare you..."

Another nephew of the Tang family was furious when he saw this, but before he finished speaking, Ye Fan also slapped him.

Then, Ye Fan walked through the crowd with the token, and shot left and right at the Tang family nephew and the gunman, knocking them to the ground one by one.

Dozens of Tang family members fell down in embarrassment, their cheeks were red and swollen, but they dared not speak out.

The first token is like Mount Tai, firmly suppressing their thoughts of resistance.

Yuan Qingyi took the opportunity to wave his hand, and more than a dozen martial arts disciples stepped forward and picked up all the guns on the ground into their hands.

Tang Shi'er saw that Tangmen suffered a great loss, and shouted angrily at Ye Fan:
"Ye Fan, do you know what you are doing? You will regret it."

It was the first time he was humiliated like this, and he wished he could kill Ye Fan now, but in the end his reason made him decide to settle the score in autumn.

Nine thousand years old's murder was like a numbness, which also involved his nerves.

Ye Fan didn't pay attention to it, and gave Tangmen people another kick, and stepped on their arrogant faces.

Tang Ruoxue pursed her lips with a conflicted expression, but she remained silent in the end.

Tang Shi'er grasped the walnut with a click: "Ye Fan, don't bully people too much!"

"Snapped--"

Ye Fan turned around and slapped Tang Shi'er to the ground:
"Just bullying you, what's wrong?"

"You want to break my legs and kill me on the spot, so I can't bully you anymore?"

After finishing speaking, he kicked Tang Shi'er to the ground again, and roared angrily:

"Who else?"

The whole place was dead silent.

The more than 500 people were all dumbfounded. If they hadn't seen it with their own eyes, no one would believe that Ye Fan stomped the Twelve Branches of the Tang Sect like this.

Even Tang Shi'er was slapped and kicked.

Everyone who had originally despised Ye Fan felt a little more apprehensive. Even if Ye Fan was retaliated against afterwards, today's scene is shocking enough.

Many beauties and socialites even tightly covered their small mouths, fearing that they would accidentally scream.

"Go away!"

Ye Fan kicked the few people blocking the way away, and the passage leading to the high platform was instantly emptied.

In front of Ye Fan, Duan Muqing was the only one left.

Duanmuqing maintained a refined style, and looked at Ye Fan not to be outdone.

It's just that the eyelids are beating uncontrollably.

When the ten Duanmu bodyguards saw Tang Shi'er and they couldn't stop Ye Fan, they all rushed out of their seats to protect Duanmuqing.

They didn't have legally equipped guns, so they held sticks in their hands, just because of their physique, and their combat effectiveness was not small.

"Duanmuqing, no one can protect you today."

Ye Fan walked forward unhurriedly, and the knife flashed out of his hand again: "Wang Cuihua's knife must be paid in blood."

"Ye Fan, you can scare Mr. Tang, but you can't scare me, Duanmuqing."

Duanmuqing propped his hands on the podium, looked at Ye Fan who was coming from above:
"I'm not from China, nor a member of the Wumeng. Your token has no deterrent effect on me."

"As for Wang Cuihua, what kind of Wang Cuihua, I have no idea what you're talking about."

"Even if there is such a killer, it has nothing to do with me. If the killer falls into your hands, you can't get any confession you want?"

"Don't even think about pouring dirty water on me."

"Didn't you deliberately frame me just because I got close to Ruoxue and felt jealous? You really are not a man."

"Also, I have already called the police, and the police will arrive soon."

"I don't believe it. Mr. Tang can't stop you, and the police can't take you down."

Duanmu Qingse sternly roared: "In this world, there are still laws and justice."

"Don't talk useless!"

Ye Fan was straightforward:

"I just say one word, don't resist, one strike, resist, two strikes!"

(End of this chapter)