My Poised and Elegant Seven Sisters

"See the Lord!"

After Guo Xiong and others knelt down, they shouted together, and their solemn voices echoed throughout the entire Anjia for a long time.

An Zhenke and others are divided into liver and gallbladder.

They were shocked to the extreme, not to mention the leader of the city, the commander in chief, and the richest man. It was Guo Xiong, the deputy commander of the Qingzhou Theater and the three-star warrior.

Such a big guy, unexpectedly...

Kneel down to Ye Fan!

It is impossible for Guo Xiong to kneel down even if it is the governor of Qingzhou and the commander-in-chief of the Qingzhou War Department, because Guo Xiong is a general trained by high-level leaders, and the future is a Qianlong who will enter the decision-making level!

Everyone, including An Miaoyi and He Lan, had their faces frozen, their brains were down, and they were completely petrified.

As for An Zhenke and the others, after being shocked, there was a deep panic.

They humiliated Ye Fan just now, and even took Ye Fan and abolished Ye Fan... Doesn't it mean that once they are held accountable, they will undoubtedly die.

Puff!

An Junxi couldn't stand at first and fell to his knees.

Immediately afterwards.

An Changshan also knelt.

The father and son bowed their heads, and the others learned the same.

But An Zhenke still has some scruples about face.

But when the corner of Guo Xiong's eyes swept toward him, the sharp blade stopped his breathing, he knelt down in a hurry, and squatted on the ground, shivering.

The audience.

Only An Miaoyi and He Lan stood.

Ye Fan was sipping tea in a breezy mood, beckoning to the two An Miaoyi.

"Godmother, Aunt Lan, come and sit down."

"Uh."

An Miaoyi's throat squirmed and she was speechless.

She and He Lan looked at each other and sat down silently, but they were obviously very nervous.

"You don't have to be polite." Ye Fan said to Guo Xiong and others.

"Thank you Lord!"

Guo Xiong and others got up and stood, silent.

The lobby is dead.

Only the sound of Ye Fan drinking tea from time to time.

This kind of atmosphere, extremely depressed, made An Zhenke and others sweat like rain, and they couldn't understand Ye Fan's thoughts.

Another five minutes passed.

Finally, someone couldn't hold it, and passed out into a coma.

"Brother Fan, spare your life!"

At this moment, An Junxi's psychological defense completely collapsed, crawling in front of Ye Fan, and kept kowtow.

"Brother Fan, it's because I don't know Taishan that I offended you. Please take my aunt's sake and spare my life."

"Your aunt?"

Ye Fan sneered: "My godmother has left Anjia and has nothing to do with you, but not your aunt."

An Changshan shivered and said, "Xiao Fan, you can't count it like that. An Miaoyi's blood is flowing in my An family's blood. It's not a break if you say it. Moreover, we made friends with the Ye family back then, your father. And I are also good friends."

"Yes, your father respected me very much back then, calling me second uncle." An Zhenke added.

Hahaha.

Ye Fan laughed and jokingly said, "According to my investigation, my Ye family was destroyed twenty years ago, and there is no one of you to pay memorial service except my godmother. Am I easy to climb."

Huh.

After speaking, Ye Fan suddenly got up.

"Godmother, you have seen everything. Since the An family sees you as a thorn in the eye, don't wait for this little Anjia."

"Come with me!"

Ye Fan grabbed An Miaoyi's hand, his eyes burning.

"I said, one person, one family. If you want to build a new home, I will help you. It's easy, there is no need to mix with these things."

An Miaoyi hadn't recovered from the shock yet, and He Lan didn't know what to say, and nodded instinctively and uncontrollably.

"go!"

Ye Fan took An Miaoyi in one hand and He Lan in the other, strode forward and disappeared into the night.

Then Guo Xiong issued a cold shout: "The identity of the Lord is an SSS-level secret. If you dare to disclose it, you will not be forgiven!"

boom!

A monstrous murderous aura covered the audience.

Another group of people fainted.

An Zhenke hurriedly stated his position and said tremblingly: "Guo will rest assured, we will be tight-lipped, and we will not reveal a word even if we are killed."

"Humph!"

Guo Xiong waved, everyone left.

now.

The hanging hearts of An Zhenke and others fell, but his legs were still soft, and he couldn't stand up at all, so he could only slump on the ground.

"Dad, who is Ye Fan on earth? Even General Guo bowed down to him, it was terrible." An Changshan was in shock.

"The Ye family has been destroyed, how much can an orphan grow up?! Guo Jiang, who can make him kneel down for worship, can't be a rich man, he must be a big man in the army."

An Zhenke guessed.

But when the conversation turned around, he said suspiciously: "Ye Fan is only in his early twenties, no matter how he is against the sky, he can't become a big boss in the army that is better than Guo Xiong. Could it be that he has climbed some high branches?"

These words reminded An Changshan what he thought of.

"Dad, I still remember that when Ye Fan was full of the moon and the Ye family was holding a full moon drink, a stranger came to the Ye family. Later, I heard An Miaoyi said that he was a figure in the capital of the big family, and he wanted to marry the Ye family. ."

"Really?"

"An Miaoyi said it personally." An Changshan was very serious, and continued: "An Miaoyi and Liu Xinyan are best friends, and they must know the inside story; although I didn't tell me the marriage partner, there is no doubt that it is Ye Fan, who made the decision. Baby dear."

"Now that Ye Fan has grown up, he should have joined the big family in the capital and became the son-in-law. In this case, it is possible that Guo will pay a visit."

"After all, the big family in Beijing has been inherited for hundreds of years, deeply rooted and powerful, and it is at the feet of the emperor!"

An Zhenke rubbed his legs and stood up slowly, with a sarcasm on his face: "Nine out of ten you said! Haha, I thought that little **** was so great, it turned out to be a waste."

"A shameful bastard!" An Junxi couldn't help yelling, but deep in his eyes, there was a trace of jealousy.

Recalling that he just kowtowed for mercy, he was so embarrassed that he roared mockingly again: "A spineless thing, actually going to be the son-in-law, the coffin board of the ancestor of the Ye family can't hold it... Oh no, there is no bones of the ancestor of the Ye family. No coffin board! Hahaha—"

"puff!"

Suddenly, the cold light flashed by, blood gushing.

A flying knife pierced through one of An Junxi's shoulders, and flew up with his whole body, nailed deeply and volley onto the pillar.

"what!"

An Junxi screamed, then fainted.

And at the same time, a murderous indifferent speech, like thunder blowing in the sky above the Anjia house—

"Honorable Lord, don't be insulted!"

"The first warning, the next time, it's not the shoulder."

The An family who had just stood up, seeing this scene and hearing the thunderous words of the day, once again knelt on the ground.

Even An Changshan, An Zhenke and his son, did not bother to investigate An Junxi, crawling on the ground and being overwhelmed by fear.

"The adults atone for their sins, the adults atone for their sins!"

"We don't dare anymore."

"Spare!"

Begging for mercy came and went, and for half an hour, the Anjia talent raised his head and got up one after another.

An Changshan stumbled to the side of the pillar.

He found that An Junxi was dying, breathless, grief and anger at the same time, but he could only grit his teeth and say, "Hurry up, call an ambulance, come on! Junxi, my son!"

And across from the Anjiazhai.

On the street, in a Land Rover car, Jiang Long and Ye Fan, who were ordered to guard An’s home, ended the conversation and reported the conversation between An Zhenke and An Changshan just now...