Chapter 877: Belonging to One Kind of People

so easily"Mr. Li, this isn't quite right, is it" Ye Fan felt a bit awkward."What's wrong Didn't your aunt agree" Li Xiangting frowned."No, no, I meant wouldn't this take up too much of Teacher Li's t...Ye Fan frowned deeply. He didn't understand what this meant. In fact, Ye Fan had no idea either. This He Tiesheng in front of him wasn't the original president of the Qingyi Society at all, so why would he care about Yang Zhuang's life or death

“I heard you knocked Fang Biao unconscious in just a few moves, and Yang Zhuangli was killed with a single punch from you. This makes me very curious, I wonder if you’re interested in sparring with me” He Tiesheng finished speaking, then drew a blood-red long knife. The blade shone brightly under the night sky.

"A Asura Sickle " Ye Fan's mouth curled into a smirk. He had heard rumors about this blade, that it could cleave through anything. Today, he was going to see for himself.

He saw Tutu looking at him with excited and eager eyes, Ye Fan knew what he meant.

With a faint smile, Ye Fan said, “Tu Tu, your opponent is them. Your mission is to eliminate each and every one of them mercilessly. Also, I have a gift for you.” After Ye Fan finished speaking, he threw something to Tu Tu.

When Tu Tu received it, he was initially slightly disappointed after hearing Ye Fan tell him not to confront He Tiesheng. However, upon seeing the object, his face instantly brightened. It turned out that what Ye Fan gave Tu Tu was the very three-pronged military dagger that Smith had been chasing Ye Fan with and which Ye Fan had left behind that day.

Ye Fan originally intended to use it as his second weapon, but he discovered that he couldn't use it at all. He couldn't even manage the most basic task of aligning the three daggers. He truly has no idea what secrets are hidden within it.

At this moment, a flash of recognition crossed Tutu's eyes. He had recognized the weapon—it was the very same one his former instructor, Smith, had used to defeat him. Tutu was all too familiar with it; he had once fallen to this very spear, making a vow that one day, he would defeat Smith and claim the three-pronged spear as his own.

Unexpectedly, this day hadn't arrived yet, but the three-pronged military dagger was already in his possession. Without hesitation, he skillfully assembled the three separate sections of the dagger in his hand. With a simple turn, they seamlessly connected, transforming into a gleaming, true three-pronged military dagger.

He Tie Sheng, looking at the military dagger, blurted out, "Could it be that Smith was killed by you" This Smith, within the organization, was an A-level warrior. Moreover, his 30 elite soldiers were terrifying in their strength. If even he was killed by Ye Fan, then He Tie Sheng wouldn't even need to fight Ye Fan.

Ye Fan shook his head and said, "He wanted to duel me one-on-one, but he lost this thing to me, so he left with his people."

Ye Fan thought to himself, how would he know about Smith's connection Could it be that the Qingyi Society still had some connection with the Blood Alliance Or perhaps, the Qingyi Society was simply the Blood Alliance's representative in Linhai.

Hearing Ye Fan's words, He Tiesheng finally felt relieved. He had long heard about Smith's bull** knightly spirit. Even in the face of death, he was still so stubborn, truly foolish. However, since his Thirty Death Guards didn't move, then this Ye Fan wasn't as formidable as they said. Perhaps, he still had a chance to fight.

"You don't use any weapons" He Tiesheng looked at Ye Fan strangely.

Ye Fan merely let out a cold snort, "Then it depends on whether you have the ability to force me to use my weapon."

“He Tiesheng, you better catch this kid for me, the young master wants to peel his skin with his own hands,” A head suddenly popped out from He Tiesheng’s enhanced Buick. Ye Fan saw Hao Yun, who was wrapped up like a pig's head, and couldn't help but smile. It turned out to be Wang Xiaoyang.

It seems this kid is going to die tonight. He actually thought of using He Tiesheng to get himself in trouble. Does he think He Tiesheng can save him Ye Fan glanced disdainfully at Wang Xiaoyang, and had already sentenced him to death in his heart.

Wang Xiaoyang felt Ye Fan's gaze as sharp as a knife, his whole body trembled involuntarily, and he shrank back into the car.

He'd also heard about the formidable reputation of Big Brother He, so he dared to follow along and watch the commotion so recklessly. Besides, even if Big Brother He lost in the end, he could simply leave in his car. He didn't believe that even if Ye Fan was incredibly skilled, he could catch up to him.

He Tiesheng glared at Wang Xiaoyang in disgust, but ignored his words. He didn't want to waste any more time, so he swung his sword at Ye Fan.

He and Ye Fan were both the kind of people who didn't like to waste words, so they went straight into a fight.

And that side's figure, after receiving Ye Fan's military tactics, was greatly invigorated. He rushed into the crowd of black-clad men, like a tiger entering a flock of sheep, directly causing those Qingyi Society lackeys to be thrown about and cry out in despair.

In a few quick moves, several goons tried to shoot Tituo. But Tituo was faster, he got close and stabbed them with his trident, which was incredibly sharp. Cutting down these thugs was like slicing vegetables - effortless.

And Li Qiang, standing by, was also holding a machine gun. If he saw any of his men not follow the rules, he would shoot without hesitation, thus reducing TuTu's direct pressure.

Of course, Li Qiang also knows that his primary goal is to protect Luo Xueyan's safety, so he will not join the fight.

Tutu Li Qiang's side presented a scene of defeat. Tutu, this killing machine, a natural born killer, no one under his command could withstand even a round. When it came to killing speed and technique, Ye Fan might not necessarily be able to match Tutu. However, Ye Fan did have a way to deal with Tutu.

Here, only Ye Fan and He Tiesheng were still fighting. The two of them fought very quickly; someone who didn't understand martial arts couldn't see how they made their moves at all.

And Wang Xiaoyang clearly belongs to this category of people.

He saw so many younger brothers, yet couldn't even handle one black man. His heart was filled with unease. Though He Tie-sheng, who Zhou Ge had pinned high hopes on, hadn't fallen yet, could he really hold out Seeing that they hadn't made any breakthrough after a long time, Wang Xiao-yang felt fear creeping into his heart.

He certainly didn't want to be beaten by Ye Fan again, so he retracted his neck, rolled up the car window, and stepped on the accelerator, wanting to drive away.

"Wanting to leave wasn't that easy" yet he was being closely watched by Li Qiang, who immediately raised his gun and fired shots at Wang Xiaoyang's car.

However, Li Qiang's marksmanship was terrible. This machine gun fired ten bullets per second, but Li Qiang only hit the car that Wang Xiaoyang had left in, not a single bullet hit the tires.

It's not Li Qiang's fault, after all, he's not like Ye Fan, who has undergone professional training and can knock out one opponent after another. Even so, he scared Wang Xiaoyang badly. He was terrified, wondering if the car body was sturdy enough and if there was a risk of getting hurt.

As Wang Xiaoyang's car was about to drive away right before his eyes, Li Qiang felt anxious in his heart, and the machine gun in his hand kept spitting fire, but unfortunately, none of the bullets hit their target.peared somewhere. Now she was equipped with two pieces of self-defense gear given by Li Nanfang.A hand gun can't even handle a python, what use is a little water striderThis principle is so simple, Du...