Chapter 809: Even if you deserve to mention Ye Supreme! (Four more)

In the afternoon, heavy rain poured.
Ye Chen took Yang Tian and others out of the old forest and rushed from the northeast to Tiannan. As he passed over the capital, his body couldn't help but look down and looked at the location below, his eyes flickered.
Huang Quan's ancestor beside him immediately asked: "Ye Daoyou, what's wrong?"
With Ye Chen's help, he has already stabilized his state, and even the power of the consumed soul has recovered as much as possible.
"It's okay, I feel a breath of acquaintances!"
Ye Chen frowned slightly, then looked at Huang Quan's ancestors: "Our ancestors, wait for me for a few minutes while they are here, I will come and go!"
Say he immediately descended.
Beijing, at this moment, the rainstorm is like a note, and the street is full of deep rain. There are two or three people rushing to the house on the road, very deserted.
In a bar in the eastern suburbs of Beijing, at this moment, it was very lively, and countless screams and roars came from inside.
This bar is called the Night Bar. It is at most an ordinary bar in the eastern suburbs of Beijing, but in recent days it has covered other bars.
In addition to the deck and dance floor, there is one more facility in this bar. !! !!
The bar owner set up a ring platform and invited a lot of people to take a nap. The scene from the fist to the flesh splattered to make the bar overcrowded every day.
Above the huge ring.
At this moment, a man, about 30 years old, was beaten back and forth. The man was covered in blood and his left foot was still limping.
But his opponent was a vulgar young man in black. The young man's mouth was full of cruel smiles, his fists brought a sound of breaking through the air, and he hit the lame man firmly.
From the beginning to the end, the lame man never uttered the slightest scream. Every time he was knocked down, he would stand up as hard as an iron man who could not be beaten down.
"Kill him, kill the handicapped, the next million employees, no, ten million, win is yours!"
"Hey, don't underestimate that bitch. It is said that he was still the Rear Admiral of my country. The famous Yan can hardly fly!"
"...
Countless people stood outside the ring, screaming frantically at the ring, and someone kept throwing money on the ring, their faces were bloodthirsty.
Ye Chen squeezed into the crowd and looked up at the ring platform. When his eyes fell on the lame young man, his eyes could not help but stare.
Yan is hard to fly!
The former Chinese Rear Admiral, an upright and enthusiastic national pilgrim, was young enough to deter the enemy of the Quartet from above the Chinese waters!
Not only that, the other party, Li Yunxiao, Han Qinhu, and others are Ye Chen's few friends in Beijing!
What Ye Chen did not expect was that he would fall to such an extent.
He was strangling in the gods, and the Yin Yin man on the stage struck Yan Nanfei's face with an extremely venomous blow. A bloodline was set off in the air, and Yan Nanfei's body suddenly fell under the Yantai.
Under that punch, all of his brow bones burst, and the startling blood was flowing out, and the crowds who were scared onlooking back involuntarily.
He subconsciously wanted to stand up, and the Yin Man on the stage swept away, and Volley stepped on him, and looked down at him and said, "It's too weak, Rear Admiral Hua Guo? But that's it!"
"You ... you can insult me!"
Yan Nianfei twisted his body vigorously, bleeding from his mouth, and stared at him deadly: "But no ... you can't insult the sea ... Navy !!!"
"Waste, it's up to you!"
The overcast man stepped on his face fiercely with his feet, and a cruel smile appeared on the corner of his mouth: "Not only you are waste, all your practitioners in China are waste, especially your so-called first person in China. South crazy! "
"The surname of Ye is that he died early and did not fall into the hands of my Du Qiang, otherwise I will inevitably let him know what life is better than death !!!"
However, he found that Yan Nanfei was looking at him with disdainful eyes, and in that kind of eyes, he seemed to ridicule a man who didn't know how to be tall.
Du Qiang became angry and angry: "Waste, what kind of look do you have?"
"Just because you deserve to mention Ye ... Ye Supreme?"
Yan Nanfei laughed extremely weakly: "Ye ... Ye Zhizun is alive, you ... your so-called genius for the last three days is a joke!"
"boom!"
Du Qiang slammed on his chest: "Say, Ye Nankang, the first person in your country, is just garbage, shit, waste. Otherwise, I will kill you now!"
This kick immediately made Yan Yan difficult to fly to spit blood and rolled his eyes, but he opened his mouth to Du Qiang and spit blood, and his disdain became more obvious.
Although Du Qiang easily avoided the blood, the anger on his face became more and more intense: "Waste, since you want to die, I will complete you today!"
Having said that, he stepped forward to Yan Nanfei's head!
As a junior Wu Zun, Yan Yanfei is just a top master. If he stepped on this step, his head would end in blossom!
However, Yan Nanfei closed his eyes calmly, and laughed loudly: "Ye Supreme, it's Yan's incompetence. On the day your Ye family was destroyed, Yan can't help each other, so I'll come down and apologize to you today!"
But next moment!
He suddenly felt that the foot had not stepped down, but a warm and stinky liquid splashed on his face!
is blood!
Yan Nianfei was stunned ...
At this moment, a loud scream screamed in his ears immediately: "Ah, ah, my feet, my feet !!!"
Yan Nanfei opened his eyes immediately, but the scene that caught him was so confused that he saw Du Qiang's left foot burst from below his waist!
Countless flesh flying!
Du Qiang himself sat down on the ground, his face pale, and a scream was made in his mouth.
"Wow ..."
This sudden, but extremely scene immediately made many people take a few steps back, and then looked at the scene with scalp tingling.
Everyone didn't see what was going on, the only thing that was clear was that when Du Qiang's foot was about to step on Yan Nanfei's head, it suddenly burst open.
"Hmm ..."
Several powerful figures quickly swept down from the second floor of the bar, led by a middle-aged man with a hawkish look.
The middle-aged man looked around and finally fell on Du Qiang, his pupils narrowed: "Du Qiang, who hurt you?"
"I ... I don't know!"
Du Qiang twitched: "But the killer must be hiding in the crowd, uncle, you must find it out, kill him for me, kill him !!!"
"Who is it? How dare you hurt Du Qiang?"
When the middle-aged man sank, his eyes looked coldly, with all his intentions to kill: "Stand out when there is a seed, I want to see what is sacred? !!!"
"boom……"
The people around them changed their colors completely, and they swarmed back and forth, for fear of being involved in themselves.
As they receded, a thin figure slowly appeared in everyone's sight.
The other side remained motionless, eyes cold as a knife.
At the moment when the other person was clearly seen, Yan Nanfei, who was lying on the ground and was dying, was at a loss for a moment, and then his face showed an extreme flush.