Chapter 778: Forcibly pretending to be the most deadly!

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Dragons have inverse scales, and they must be guilty of touching them.
Even if Liu Yiyi is not yet Ye Fan's woman, he still occupies an important position in his heart and cannot tolerate others' insults.
Zhou Yuwen's insult touched his bottom line.
In the next moment, Ye Fan turned his head, his eyes cut out like a sharp blade, and looked straight at Zhou Yuwen.
"hiss!"
Zhou Yuwen stared at him, couldn't help but breathe in a cold breath, his back was cold.
What kind of pair of eyes is that?
Domineering and sharp!
Ruthless!
Kill the world!
It was like a supreme killer god, descending into the mortal world, and the flames burning in his eyes seemed to burn the sky and destroy the world, burning all the sins in the world.
"This... how is this possible? He is just a poor dick, how can he have such a terrifying aura?!"
Zhou Yuwen was shocked all over, as if being poured with cold water, the madness on his face completely disappeared, and turned into unconcealable fear, horrified.
According to the information he had obtained before, Ye Fan was just a poor and white ordinary person with no family background.
But he never expected that in the auction just now, Ye Fan not only showed incredible eyesight, slapped Grandmaster Duan in the face, and now brought him an unprecedented sense of oppression.
Zhou Yuwen even had an illusion that Ye Fan seemed to have transformed into a divine dragon above the nine heavens, and he was a tiny ant, with only humility left.
"Stick!"
At this moment, Ye Fan took a step forward, and the sound of footsteps burst into Zhou Yuwen's chest like thunder.
"Let's talk, how do you want to die?" Ye Fan said coldly.
Although it is an interrogative sentence, between the lines, there is an irresistible will, like a judge in charge of life and death.
"This...I..."
Zhou Yuwen's lips moved, and he wanted to ask for mercy, but he couldn't even say a whole word.
"Humph! Since you don't say anything, then I will make the decision for you!"
Ye Fan said, the momentum on his body rose steadily, as if he was about to perform a thunderous blow in the next moment.
Under this monstrous pressure, Zhou Yuwen's psychological defense was completely breached, and he also reacted physiologically. The bladder was swollen, and a warm stream of water shot out three inches below his abdomen.
Suddenly, a pool of water stains appeared on Zhou Yuwen's crotch, spreading all the way to the trouser leg, and the smell of fishy smell spread.
Under Ye Fan's coercion, not only was he shocked, he even became incontinent!
Seeing this scene, some of the guests who have not left the venue next to them were full of disgust and contempt:
"Isn't this the son of the CEO of the Zhou group? I didn't expect to be scared to pee directly, and it was ashamed to be thrown at the grandma's house!"
"It is said that the tiger father has no dogs, and Mr. Zhou is a billionaire worthy of billions. He did not expect to give birth to a bully!"
...
Everyone's cynicism penetrated Zhou Yuwen's ears from all directions. However, at this moment, he was unable to refute, as if he had been petrified, standing still in place, unable to move a finger.
Suddenly, Liu Yiyi, who was next to him, showed hesitation, and his lips were slightly open, as if he wanted to talk but stopped.
She had seen Ye Fan's invincible posture, knowing that killing Zhou Yuwen would be easy for him.
But she was kind by nature, and she inevitably moved her heart of compassion, and quickly stepped forward and pulled Ye Fan's sleeve, and said softly: "Xiao Fan, forget it! There is no need to dirty yourself for this kind of scum hand!"
After hearing the words, Ye Fan thought for a moment, looked at Zhou Yuwen from a distance, and said sharply: "Luck for you today, get out of here! Disappear in the sight of Yiyi and I!"
With that, he suppressed the pressure on his body.
At the next moment, Zhou Yuwen received a pardon, ignoring his wet pants, and ran towards the outside like a bereavement dog.
Immediately afterwards, Liu Yiyi stretched out her jade arm and hooked Ye Fan's arm very affectionately. Most of her body was leaning against him, like a little woman in love.
"Xiao Fan, thank you for venting for me just now!"
"Yiyi, this is what I should do! This first auction is over, but there are still many stalls outside, let's go out and shop!"
Ye Fan said, walking out with Liu Yiyi.
But behind the two, there was a hostile look.
The master of this gaze is Lu Xuan!
Seeing the appearance of Liu Yiyi's little bird, Lu Xuan was furious and could no longer maintain his usual elegance and hideous appearance. He wished to shed Ye Fan eight pieces to relieve his hatred.
Originally, Lu Xuan wanted to show his charm in the auction of magical artifacts, to make Liu Yiyi transfer his love, and by the way, let Grandmaster Duan clean up Ye Fan.
Unexpectedly, now, when Grandmaster Duan was slapped in public, Zhou Yuwen was so frightened that he was incontinent and fled in embarrassment.
Everything is contrary to his plan.
It is conceivable that at this moment, his impression in Liu Yiyi's heart is extremely bad.
"No way!"
"Something must be done!"
"As long as I can capture Liu Yiyi's heart, it is equivalent to obtaining the Liu family's hundreds of billions of business empire! No matter what the price, I will get her!"
Thinking of this, Lu Xuan squeezed his fists abruptly, a strange light burst into his eyes, took a step forward, and followed Ye Fan and Liu Yiyi tiptoely.
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Outside the venue, there were also many scattered stalls under the open air, and many warriors took out their collections and sold them.
Although these items are not comparable to the rare and exotic treasures at auction, the prices are relatively low, and there is a possibility of missing them.
Surrounded by people, there is a constant stream of voices.
Of course, what is sold here are magical artifacts or treasures of heaven, material and earth after all. It is impossible to sell them like a vegetable market. Moreover, these ancient martial arts warriors are self-reliant. If customers take the initiative to inquire, they will not solicit customers.
Ye Fan and Liu Yiyi walked around and looked at the flowers for more than half an hour, but they didn't see any rare treasures, so they were a little disappointed.
"Yiyi, let's go to rest elsewhere, there will be a second official auction soon!" Ye Fan said.
"Yeah!" Liu Yiyi nodded, followed closely behind.
At this moment, a young man came on the opposite side.
The man was about 22 or 3 years old, dressed in a Chinese dress, fair complexion, handsome, but feminine was revealed between his eyebrows, dark circles under his eyes, and vacant footsteps. He was obviously an over-indulgent dude who was hollowed out by alcohol.
After seeing Liu Yiyi's peerless beauty, his eyes lit up, full of covetousness, as if a hunter saw the prey and couldn't move his eyes at all.
Liu Yiyi was originally a beauty selected from a thousand, and coupled with her full dress today, she was so stunning that nine out of ten men in the world were tempted.
The young man made two steps in three steps, and walked towards Liu Yiyi, completely ignoring Ye Fan next to him, and licked his tongue and said, "Tsk tsk...there is such a beautiful woman in the world! Beauty, you look like my next daughter. friend!"
Hearing these words, Liu Yiyi frowned slightly, and said in disgust: "This way of talking is too old-fashioned!"
The young man did not back down when he heard the words, but instead became more brave and frustrated. He said: "This young lady, whether you believe it or not, you have stolen my heart from just now! This is a fateful encounter. You will be my only one!"
"Affectionate!" Liu Yiyi said impatiently.
"Give me a chance, I will definitely make you fall in love with me!"
The young man continued: "A woman like you is like a beauty depicted in a poem coming into reality! I happen to be proficient in eight languages. If you want, I can recite Tagore's love poems in the original English version to praise you. beautiful!"
Hearing these words, Liu Yiyi's eyes flashed a hint of narrowness, and he jokingly said: "Sorry, Tagore is a poet of India, so his original verse is in Sanskrit, not English! No culture, true. terrible!"
The smile on the young man's face instantly solidified and embarrassed as soon as he said this.
Forcibly pretending to be the most deadly!
He originally wanted to show off his knowledge in this way, but he pretended to be a fool, it was a living negative teaching material!
"Get out of the way, don't get in the way!" Liu Yiyi said impatiently.
Unexpectedly, that guy was reluctant, forcibly blocking his way, opened his arms, and sternly said: "No, you can't go! It's an honor for you to be favored by Ben Shao!"
When Liu Yiyi heard the words, a flash of brilliance flashed in Feng's eyes, before turning around, he tiptoed up and kissed Ye Fan's cheek next to him in a thunderous manner, then looked at the young man and said:
"This is my boyfriend, give it up!"