"The young master of the Wang family and our Shangguan family appreciate each other. We are friends, so it is reasonable for us to help our friends."
"On the other hand, Mr. Ye, your Embroidery Group is harboring criminals. If you don't examine your own mistakes, you might make a huge mistake." Shangguan Ling spread out his hands and said.
The smile on Ye Fan's face disappeared, and he expressionlessly said, "I don't want to waste words with you guys. Where is that Wang Yingpeng?"
"How could Young Master Wang be someone you can meet just because you say so? Mr. Ye coming here to look for him is too rash." Shangguan Ling said.
Ye Fan said, "If he gave you guys a call, you guys would have the guts to interfere in Hua Hai's matters. Then you guys would be too stupid …" So, if my guess is correct, he should still be a guest in your Shangguan family, quietly watching the development of the situation, right?
Shangguan Feihong laughed sinisterly, "You sure have a good brain, but unfortunately, you guys can't even protect yourselves right now, and you still want to see Young Master Wang, you guys are simply dreaming."
"Thank you for your honesty. As long as I know that he is here, I will be at ease. At least I didn't come here for nothing." Ye Fan's gaze turned cold and sharp.
"Hmph, a newborn calf is not afraid of a tiger. I heard from my son that you are very strong, and even the Sect Leader of the Yin Corpse Sect is not your match. But do you really think that our Shangguan family can't do anything to you?!"
As Shangguan Feihong spoke, his face darkened. He waved his hand and shouted, "Men, come on!"
From both sides, four burly men holding weapons that looked like rocket launchers suddenly ran out.
Seeing these four big fellows, the people of the Purple Bamboo Forest were a little nervous and uneasy. They believed that their strength had increased, so they didn't put ordinary opponents in their eyes. However, facing a rocket launcher, the disparity was too great.
"Don't worry, that's not a rocket launcher. It's just some electric fence." Ye Fan turned around and said to Ning Zimo, "Look at your progress, Ning'er."
Ning Zimo smiled confidently. At the same time, with a light leap, four throwing knives appeared in her hands and flew towards the four burly men.
The throwing knife flashed like a graceful bird. It was impossible to see its trajectory clearly, but suddenly, there were four sounds of metal shattering.
The four brawny men carrying the electric net launcher discovered that their launcher had been directly pierced through. Every flying knife that borrowed the power of the true energy was actually sharp to such a degree!?
When the group of Purple Bamboo Forest's elites saw this scene, they finally relaxed and raised their heads and puffed out their chests.
Fan Xian whistled and walked forward, "If that throwing knife wasn't aimed at those broken pipes, but at your father and son's head, I think you should understand the consequences."
Shangguan Feihong and Shangguan Ling subconsciously started to retreat. They did not expect that Ning Zimo would be able to settle the trap they had set up without even making a move.
At this time, using a gun was actually not very useful, because the people were too densely packed, and it was very easy for them to injure their own people. Moreover, Ye Fan was someone who could even defeat a Xiantian martial artist, so normal bullets would definitely not be able to injure him.
Helpless, Shangguan Feihong ordered loudly, "Everyone, attack! Stop him! Wait for the army to come! "
Ye Fan frowned. The Shangguan family had actually contacted the army. It seemed that with Wang Yingpeng's relationship, the local army would have to give the Shangguan family face.
At this time, he didn't have much time to think, because two to three hundred thugs from the Flying Cloud Pavilion had already surrounded him and the people from the Purple Bamboo Forest.
Fortunately, the elites that Ning Zimo brought were all extraordinary. Surrounding Ning Zimo, they were able to take them down one by one even if they were to fight one against many.
Ye Fan himself directly knocked away the bodyguards in front of him, grabbed Shangguan Feihong's collar, and lifted him up.
"Where is Wang Yingpeng?" Ye Fan asked in a deep voice.
Shangguan Feihong gritted his teeth and said, "If you have the ability, then kill me! Do you dare!? Do you know the consequences of offending our Shangguan family and the Wang family!? Do you think that in this world, you can solve everything with force!?
Ye Fan impatiently shook his head, "You're still talking nonsense. If you want to die, then go ahead and die."
Ye Fan directly threw Shangguan Feihong's entire body more than ten meters away.
With a "bang" sound, Shangguan Feihong's entire body crashed into a thick wall and slowly slid down. His head left a pool of blood on the white wall.
"Pavilion Master!"
"Dad!"
The few guards of the Flying Cloud Pavilion and Shangguan Ling could only watch helplessly as the Patriarch was thrown out. They were completely unable to react.
They didn't expect that Ye Fan would really kill him just like that. He didn't put the Shangguan Clan's Patriarch in his eyes at all!
"You … You killed my father!?" Shangguan Ling's eyes turned red as he fiercely roared, "You're finished! Today, don't even think about leaving this place alive! "
Ye Fan didn't care at all. The Shangguan family already had a grudge against him, so leaving him alive would be a disaster.
If talking could solve the problem, then there would be no need for war in this world. Sometimes, killing was the only way to solve the problem.
Ye Fan walked towards Shangguan Ling step by step. Those guards who dared to stop him were all sent flying by Ye Fan's fist or slap. No one could stop him at all.
Ye Fan forced Shangguan Ling into a corner, grabbed him by the neck, and asked expressionlessly, "I'll ask you one last time, where is Wang Yingpeng?"
Shangguan Ling's entire body trembled in fear. He finally realized that Ye Fan was not afraid of them at all.
When a person had no fear, he would become as if he had no weakness, causing people to feel despair.
"He … He's in the back … In the backyard." Shangguan Ling thought that he had to survive first. After all, Shangguan Feihong was dead, and he was alive. At the very least, he could still be the Patriarch.
Ye Fan smiled at him, slightly exerted force in his hand, and with a "ka ka" sound, he crushed Shangguan Ling's throat.
Even in his dreams, Shangguan Ling never thought that Ye Fan would get the answer and kill him.
Ye Fan turned his head to look at the courtyard in front of him. Ning Zimo had already gradually gained the upper hand with a group of people, so he no longer worried and headed straight for the backyard.
But just as Ye Fan was about to move, he suddenly discovered that there was a martial artist with an extraordinary Zhen Qi cultivation who was actually running past from the side of the courtyard.
He turned his head to look and saw an old man with gray hair and a dark green robe. He was escorting a man wearing gold-rimmed glasses and a suit as he quickly ran towards the gate.
Ye Fan narrowed his eyes and moved his feet. In the blink of an eye, he ran to the gate and stopped the old man and the young man.
The old man stretched out his hand and blocked the gold-rimmed glasses man behind him. He grinned, revealing a mouthful of yellow teeth, "Young man, you have quite the guts. You actually barged into the Shangguan family. This kind of simple, crude, and brainless method, this old man has never seen it in his entire life."
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