Zhang Wenchang, who was lying on the table, raised his head and hastily used his sleeve to wipe away the tears on his face, concealing his sorrow and sorrow. He forced a smile and said, "I'm sorry, I drank too much and thought of some things in the past. My emotions were a little out of control."
Ye Fan let out a sigh in his heart. This old classmate of his was very unhappy. He was ashamed of his wife and missed the child he had never seen before. He couldn't control himself and burst into tears. After being ridiculed by these people, he had to hide his sorrow and apologize to them. What kind of feeling was this?
At this time, Zhang Wenchang's temples were white, his eyes were swollen, and the tears had not dried yet. The sorrow and sorrow hidden in the bottom of his heart could be completely felt by others. This made Ye Fan's heart fiercely twitch. This old classmate was really not easy to endure. A very simple and honest man had actually fallen to such a state.
"Half-crippled old man, we can't be bothered to lower ourselves to your level. Even if you cry to death, it's none of our business. However, your friend's words are very blunt. We want to get to know him. "
Those people came near the table with ridicule on their faces. They looked down at Ye Fan and Zhang Wenchang from above. Han Feiyu revealed a cold smile as he stared at Ye Fan and said, "It's really a small world. I always thought you died in those ruins. I didn't expect to meet you here. Two years have passed, and there's not a time when I don't want to get close to you."
Ye Fan calmly sat there and poured himself a cup of wine. He was very casual and calm. He picked up the cup and drank it in one gulp. He said, "It's a small world … I actually heard these words again. The last person not only failed to harm others but also harmed himself. I wonder what will happen this time." He thought of Elder Han. At this moment, when he heard Han Feiyu say the same words, he felt very strange in his heart.
"You are very calm. Don't pretend to be calm. Today, no one can save you. I will skin you alive!" At this point, Han Feiyu's eyebrows furrowed. His eyes were frightening, and his expression was extremely sinister. He could not forget the scene of him being beaten up. It was like a thorn in his heart.
"Junior Martial Brother Han, does he have a grudge against you? Leave it to us. We'll beat him until he's crippled. There's no need to worry about anything here. "
"That trash's words were very blunt. Even if he hadn't provoked Junior Brother Han, we still wouldn't have let him off."
The few of them sneered and were about to attack.
Zhang Wenchang hurriedly stood up and said, "Brothers, don't be like this. He's just an ordinary person. Don't mess around."
"Half-crippled old man, go away. This has nothing to do with you." One of them had a look of disdain on his face and was extremely impatient. He pushed Zhang Wenchang so hard that he staggered and almost fell.
"When you first joined the sect, Elder Ma Yun treated you like a treasure, but what happened in the end? You were just lucky enough to resolve the sea of bitterness first. What's the use? After a long time, you'll be completely beaten back to your original state … "
"Half-crippled old man, don't be a hindrance. If it wasn't for Liu Yiyi protecting you everywhere … Heh!" The person who spoke laughed coldly. Although he didn't finish his sentence, everyone knew what he meant.
"Guys, I apologize. If you're not satisfied, come at me. Don't make things difficult for this friend of yours." Zhang Wenchang stretched out his hand to stop the few of them, blocking Ye Fan behind him.
"Half-crippled old man, do you really think you're someone important? Think about it. Who do you think you are?" One of them was very dissatisfied. He glanced at him with disdain and pushed him away. He shouted, "Get out of the way!"
Ye Fan supported Zhang Wenchang and glanced at the few of them. "And who do you think you are?"
"Ye Fan, don't be like this …" Zhang Wenchang hurriedly stopped Ye Fan and didn't let him continue. He then stepped forward again and said, "Guys, I'm really sorry. My friend is just an ordinary mortal. Don't take it to heart. If you're angry, come at me. Don't make things difficult for him."
The young man in the lead had lost his patience since a long time ago, and he couldn't restrain himself any longer. He grabbed Zhang Wenchang by the collar and said, "Do you really think that Liu Yiyi can support you? Fuck off if you don't want to die!"
"Let him go!" Ye Fan still sat there. He didn't get up. He picked up a cup of wine and directly splashed it on that person's face.
"You're courting death!" The face of the man in the lead was gloomy to the extreme. He pushed Zhang Wenchang away and raised his hand to slap Ye Fan's face.
Ye Fan sat there without moving. He reached out and grabbed the hand that was swung over. He forcefully twisted it. With a "kacha" sound, the man's wrist was directly broken and turned into the shape of a fish hook. Then, he raised his hand and heavily slapped the man's face.
"Pa!"
It was a very loud slap. One could clearly see that the man's face was deformed. Then, his teeth fell out and blood spurted out. His whole body was like a puppet that flew seven or eight meters away and fell heavily on the ground.
No one expected such an outcome. The man struggled a few times on the ground, but he couldn't get up. His ears were ringing and his head was dizzy. He shouted, "Kill him for me!"
Han Feiyu knew Ye Fan better. He immediately retreated and reminded the others at the same time, "Be careful, this trash has a special physique and extraordinary strength. Don't get caught by him. Attack him from afar. Directly take out your weapons and chop him into meat paste!"
His words were a bit too late. Ye Fan's speed was too fast. He directly grabbed a man and slapped him twice, making him dizzy. Blood flowed from the corner of his mouth. It was as if he was holding a scarecrow and directly swung him like a weapon.
"Bang, bang!"
Ye Fan's strength and speed were very terrifying. The man in the middle of swinging his hands smashed three cultivators that were pouncing on him. They screamed and flew away. Everyone present heard the sound of bones breaking.
"Quickly retreat, don't get close to him!" Han Feiyu yelled.
At this point, no one needed his reminder. That delicate-looking youngster was simply a savage beast in human form. He was simply too wild. He carried a living person as if he was holding a toothpick, and smashed the others until they rolled all over the ground.
"Junior brother Han, didn't you say he's trash?"
"How does this trash have such divine strength?"
The remaining people had lingering fear in their hearts. They questioned Han Feiyu with an unkind expression.
"He really is trash. He can't cultivate, he only has great strength. As long as we don't get close to him, killing him is easy." Han Feiyu's face revealed a sinister sneer.
Everyone took out their respective weapons. Suddenly there was a flash of brilliance. The Green Wood Seal, Cold Iron Ruler, Scarlet Blood Spear and so on were all suspended in the air, aimed at Ye Fan.
"If you want him to die, take out your weapons. I don't mind using him as a human shield." Ye Fan waved the human-shaped weapon in his hand and said indifferently. To deal with these Bitter Sea stage cultivators, he did not need to reveal his strength at all.
"Don't, everyone calm down." Zhang Wenchang came forward, an anxious expression on his face. He stood in front of Ye Fan and shouted to those people, "He is not only my friend, but also Liu Yiyi's friend. You can't treat him like this..."
"Half-crippled old man, get out of my way. It doesn't matter who you bring out now. If I don't kill him, I won't be able to vent the hatred in my heart!" The man that was first sent flying by Ye Fan covered his swollen cheek as he crawled up, a cold light flashing in his eyes. "Is Liu Yiyi that great? If she dares to come and denounce us, there will naturally be people who will deal with her! "
Looking at this old classmate who was very unhappy, Ye Fan let out a light sigh, patted him on the shoulder, and said in a low voice, "Step back, they can't do anything to me."
After saying these words, Ye Fan grabbed Zhang Wenchang's arm and threw him away.
"What are you still standing there for, skin him alive!" the man in the lead said angrily.
"Chi chi chi!"
The sound of breaking air was incessant. The Green Wood Seal, the Cold Iron Ruler, the Scarlet Blood Spear and other weapons were rapidly striking down.
Ye Fan was calm and composed, waving the human-shaped weapon in his hand, constantly blocking.
"Ah... you... are slashing at me!"
The man that was grabbed by Ye Fan was a little more clear-headed at this time. He screamed again and again, cursing in anger. If not for the fact that those people had quickly retracted their attacks, this cultivator would have already been cut into several pieces.
"Attack together, I want to see if he can block all of us. I must skin him alive." The man in the lead had a gloomy expression, ordering the surrounding people to attack again.
"Chen Feng, you can't be like this, I'll be killed by you!" The cultivator that was grabbed by Ye Fan screamed in fear, but then fainted after being smashed by the Green Wood Seal.
The surrounding people obeyed the words of the man called Chen Feng. They all brandished their weapons and slashed forward. Although they were very careful, but from time to time there would be a bloody wound on the body of the human shield.
Ye Fan did not want to waste time with them. When one's cultivation had reached the Life spring stage, killing a Bitter Sea stage cultivator was indeed as simple as crushing an ant. He carried the man in front of him, his body transforming into a flash of light, directly rushing in front of the man called Chen Feng. Before he could react, he had already grabbed him in his hands.
"Ah..." The man called Chen Feng screamed again and again. He was also used as a human shield, and there were several wounds on his body.
The surrounding people suddenly had a feeling that they were afraid of hurting the innocent. Ye Fan was like a bolt of lightning, quickly moving around. The sounds of 'peng peng peng' were constantly heard, and everyone was slapped to the ground.
Only Han Feiyu struggled. He once again took out the Green Wood Seal, and smashed it towards Ye Fan, wanting to kill him. But at this time, he was horrified to find that the Green Wood Seal that had just changed to the size of a millstone was firmly grasped in Ye Fan's hands, and could not be moved.
"Bang!"
Han Feiyu was so scared that his soul almost left his body. His Green Wood Seal was easily grasped by Ye Fan, and then slapped down with a backhand. It was as easy as waving a fly swatter. Yes, at this moment, he felt like he was a fly.
"Kacha!"
It was unknown how many of Han Feiyu's ribs were broken. He spat out a large mouthful of blood, and was directly slapped to the ground, unable to move again.
In front of the small wine shop, there was a group of people lying on the ground, all of them groaning in pain. Not a single one of them could get up. Not far away, Zhang Wenchang almost couldn't believe his eyes, and said, "This..."
Ye Fan picked up these people, threw them to the side, and then slapped them one by one, and said, "You want to bully people with just you? I, a trash who can't cultivate, can still beat you until you're looking for your teeth on the ground. "
"Pa, pa, pa …"
Ye Fan's hands moved continuously, and slapped them again and again. The slaps made these people's mouths splatter, blood splatter, and teeth fall out.
Everyone screamed again and again, constantly begging for mercy.
Of course, Ye Fan paid special attention to Han Feiyu and Chen Feng. As if he was carrying a dead dog, he placed them side by side, and slapped them again and again. The crisp sound of slaps lingered in the ears.
"You..." Blood flowed out of Han Feiyu's mouth and nose, and his eyes were filled with resentment.
"Pa!"
Ye Fan slapped him, and then pulled him up, and said, "It's really a small world …"
When Han Feiyu heard that, he was so angry that he spat out a large mouthful of blood. His body trembled, and he almost died.
You've already exceeded your reading limit for today. If you want to read more, please log in.
Login
Select text and click 'Report' to let us know about any bad translation.
