The Villain Who Wears The Book: Son Of Destiny, Let Me Go

The crow walked with his arrogant steps, Uncle didn't know him when he walked, his aunt shed tears when he saw it, his big brother covered his face when he saw it, and his sister saw his sweaty steps, he walked out of a way of denying himself, walking out of a tiger, that aggressive and perverted His appearance made the people around him shy away.

As soon as the members of the Flying Tigers saw the crow coming, they abruptly made way for a passage in the crowded restaurant, and Ye Fan also noticed the movements of the Flying Tigers, thinking in his heart that this is the arrival of the masters of the Flying Tigers.

As soon as they met, Ye Fan could feel the pressure from the arrogant crow. This is not an ordinary expert, but an expert who can make his body automatically vigilant. At least his physique has reached 300, which is not to be underestimated. Look at the opponent.

The crow stopped in front of Ye Fan, squinted at him, shook his legs with that look, and the next moment, the standard movement of flying smoke into his mouth was extremely chic, lighting a cigarette, the crow spit out a mouthful of thick smoke.

"Fanzi, I didn't expect it to be me!"

Ye Fan narrowed his eyes slightly, he didn't know this person! Why does this guy look so familiar to him? Could it be an old friend from before, but has his appearance changed in the past few years?

"Hmph~ You dare to stop me, then you must be prepared to die, I will not show mercy."

The younger brother of the Flying Tiger Gang snorted coldly

"This is Brother Wufly, one person can single out an entire gang, now it's too late for you to regret it"

Crack~ The crow slapped it up

"Zhuo, you've eaten shit"

"I am a crow, not a fly!"

Turning his head to look at the Seventy-two Desha next to Ye Fan, oh, the Sixty-Nine Desha, a hint of viciousness flashed in his eyes.

"You stand up"

He pointed to the one with the most blood on his body, and the blue smoke drifted over the corners of his eyes, and the killing intent in his eyes couldn't be hidden.

And the dark and strong man, grinning and showing his snow-white teeth, had just taken two steps forward when suddenly the knife flashed and blood gushed out.

The Di Sha on the ground hugged his broken wrist and cried loudly

"Oh~ Mommy Falk, woo~~!"

And Ye Fan also shouted loudly

"How shameless are you to sneak attack?"

And the crow shook his shoulders indifferently, with an expression of what can you do to me, the long knife in his hand was unsheathed again at random, and it was aimed at Di Sha three times in a row.

"Ah~!"

The crow grabbed a deer by the hair, lifted him up, and slammed it hard on the ground, bang, bang, several punches, and the deer fell to the ground softly like mud.

"You... are very good, I can't hold back!"

Ye Fan watched his own people being killed, and didn't react at all just now. He just waited for the death to start accumulating anger, stacking buffs, and the little brother Jitian has boundless mana.

Crow was too lazy to talk nonsense, waved his younger brother to silently draw the knife, and Ye Fan was about to say a few more words to raise his anger, when he heard continuous screams.

"You, okay, you forced me today."

Ye Fan saw that the crow had already made a move, and several of his subordinates were killed or injured immediately, and fell into memory killing again, recalling every detail of the time when he trained the black group Disha.

"Quick, kill him while he is in a daze"

The crow wielded the knife, raising the knife with his hand and dropping it, fast, accurate, and ruthless, and the surrounding members of the Flying Tiger Gang also took this opportunity to step forward to make up the knife.

By the time Ye Fan brewed a good mood, more than half of his body had already been damaged.

Ye Fan opened his eyes, his pupils were like blood, and with a sinister bloodthirsty aura from hell, he leaped lightly and rushed out like a cannonball. The crow noticed that Ye Fan had joined the battlefield, and decisively fought and retreated.

Boom~ With the long knife standing across his chest, Ye Fan punched him hard, and the crow backed up a few steps, with a mouthful of sweetness in his throat, he was already wounded.

The young master always said that this guy was quite strong, but he never thought he would be so strong. His physique was probably 500, and his stat of 400 was no match for him.

The corner of Crow's mouth sneered, and he thought to himself that the young master was right, and ordered them to pretend to join the Flying Tiger Gang early on, the purpose was not to kill Ye Fan, but the group of evil spirits behind Ye Fan.

And today he just wants to hold Ye Fan back, and Ye Fan can hear roars one after another in Ye Fan's ears, it's all his blood, no, hard work.

The Dishahei group he built with one hand wanted to withdraw, but the crow came up tremblingly, not fighting for life or death, but retreated after one blow, so that he could not be distracted from the rest.

After all, the black group is Ye Fan's painstaking effort for many years. The younger brother of the system can fight back and forth, but it is still difficult to kill.

Ye Fan repelled the crow with an angry expression on his face, he had suffered too many injuries.

He came to an earth evil star, without a word, took out a silver needle and wanted to stab it for treatment.

"Little friend, no~ yes!"

An impatient voice stopped him, he turned his head, and saw a fairy-like old man, holding a banner that could cure all diseases, leaning across the sandalwood medicine box, stroking his beard.

Ye Fan's eyes are shining, he looks like such an expert, it must be his chance.

"Dare to ask why grandpa wants to stop me?"

Zhang Tianzu was full of style, pondered for a moment, and spoke

"Little friend wanted to use the thirteen needles of the ghost gate to treat them, but now they are seriously injured, they should use the nine needles of the heaven and earth Jiazi to return to the soul!"

Ye Fan was surprised, he just picked up the needle and didn't pierce it. This fairy-like grandfather saw his technique.

"Don't panic, little friend, I see that your medical skills are quite good, I will help you today"

After speaking, he pushed his hand, and the silver needle appeared out of thin air. If this expert has it, he will know it as soon as he makes a move.

Just look at this old man pricking more than twenty needles in a row, stabbing the black team member who was seriously injured and unconscious on the ground, and the needle woke up.

This Earth Sha jumped up, and all the injuries on his body were healed, even the few knives that were cut just now had healed.

"Miraculous doctor? It really is a miracle doctor!"

Ye Fan laughed, there are noble people helping me in such a situation, God help me.

"It's just grandpa, didn't you just say nine needles for returning to the soul? Why did you need more than twenty needles?"

Zhang Tianzu stroked his beard and said proudly

"That's because the old man has already created sixty-four stitches, and there is no one in the world that I, Zhang Tianzu, can't cure."

Ye Fan glanced gratefully at the old genius doctor, since he could create his own acupuncture techniques, this person's medical skills are much higher than his.

"Thank you, Grandpa, for treating me. When I kill these people, I will definitely ask you to go back and repay them."

After speaking, he joined the battlefield again, and Zhang Tianzu stabbed the members of the black group who were slightly injured one by one, making them alive and well.

Downstairs, Chen Yang was holding the fight, and Lao Hei was squatting by the window, making a video call with the young master.

"Hey, this old guy really didn't disappoint."

Chen Yang looked happily at the cured black group Disha, and said that he made sixty-four needles himself, and that thing is a life-threatening needle that forcibly burns the lifespan of the black group members.

Originally, they were only traumatized, and they were far from dead. Now, I am afraid that after five minutes, they will suddenly lose their vitality, and their lives will be burned out. People can't find out the reason. They really kill people invisible!

Sure enough, it is Zhang Tianzu, a quack doctor. This strength makes people have to accept it!

The members of the Flying Tiger Gang discovered a wonderful thing. The black man who was unrivaled just now committed suicide by bumping into a knife for no reason.

It's fine for one or two, but it's too strange for a dozen people in a row.

It's just that the battle was fierce, and no one noticed that the group of people died before the power was cut off, like a machine that suddenly stopped moving.

Ye Fan turned his head again, and suddenly found that the members of the black group had been slaughtered at this moment, and none of them could stand up.

At this moment, he was about to grit his teeth, and he had agreed to come to Bincheng to dominate the underground world, but everyone was dead!

"Little friend, let's go!"

Zhang Tianzu pulled Ye Fan up and rushed out the door, but Ye Fan was moved. The old man was so kind to him and tried his best to save people, and now he still doesn't forget to pull him away.

Outside the door, the tide-like flow of people has surrounded the four directions, and there are enemies everywhere.

"Kill Ye Fan, correct the way!"

"Kill~!"

"Kill~!"

In Ye Fan's ears, it was like singing on all sides, shouting to kill and shaking the sky.

Seeing this, Chen Yang stretched contentedly, opened the car window in a comfortable position, and watched the exasperating scene.

"Old Hei, let's go!"