Hotel entrance.
Under the of more than a dozen black-clothed bodyguards, Ouyang Jun swaggered over, his arrogant appearance, as if to "eat" Ye Fan.
These bodyguards are obviously elite, with strong muscles, like cast copper and iron, and their fists are as big as a casserole, as if a punch is enough to break a person's brain.
The members of the cosplay club present were all college students in the ivory tower. Nowhere have they seen this kind of battle, their legs were frightened and shivered, and they didn't even dare to show up.
Ouyang Jun let out a sneer, with a hideous face, no longer a little fresh meat on the screen, but transformed into a midnight demon, with sharp eyes scanning the audience, coldly said:
"Wait and others, disappear in front of Ben Shao within one minute, otherwise, they will be regarded as enemies and they will break their legs!"
As soon as this remark came out, everyone strayed like birds and beasts, and dare not stay here for a moment.
For a time, only Ye Fan and Chu Mengyao were left.
Although it was on the main road, people in the distance saw those fierce black-clothed men in the distance, and they did not dare to approach, for fear of being involved in trouble.
This is, Ouyang Junyao looked at Ye Fan from a distance, with his chin held high, his hands folded in front of his chest, as if holding a win, he said loudly:
"No one can pretend to be in front of Ben Shao! Brat, weren't you arrogant just now, and dare to be disrespectful to Ben Shao, now I will make you pay the price of blood!"
"cut!"
Ye Fan curled his lips and said with disdain: "I took back what I said earlier, you are not a mangy dog, but an ignorant frog at the bottom of the well! You bodyguards are no different from ants in my eyes!"
Hearing this, the dozen or so bodyguards in black seemed to be greatly humiliated, furious, with blue veins on their foreheads erected, and red eyes, staring at Ye Fan fiercely, wishing to rush over and devour him.
"When you die, you dare to be hard-headed!" Ouyang Jun said grimly: "Smelly boy, since you die by yourself, then I will fulfill you!"
Immediately afterwards, he turned his head to the bodyguard and ordered: "Don't kill him all at once, I will torture him slowly and keep him in purgatory for the rest of his life!"
"Yes!"
After receiving the order, the black-clothed bodyguards descended like an evil tiger, rushing towards Ye Fan from all directions, and almost blocked all dodge positions.
They are all elites cultivated by the Ouyang family, well-trained, and they cooperate with each other tacitly. It is impossible for ordinary people to escape such a net of encirclement.
However, Ye Fan didn't change his face, shook his head, and said lightly:
"Too weak! How can the humble ant shake the Nine Heavens Dragon?"
...
As soon as the voice fell, a bit of cold light flashed in Ye Fan's eyes, and his figure disappeared in place out of thin air, as if by magic.
This weird situation made the black-clothed bodyguards turn into a shock, and at the same time they had a strong ominous premonition, like being stared at by some terrifying beast, their hairs standing up.
They subconsciously wanted to make a defensive posture, but it was too late.
"Boom boom boom boom!!!"
A series of dull physical collisions sounded almost simultaneously.
The bodyguards had no time to react. The burly body flew more than ten meters in an instant, and fell heavily to the ground. Without a scream, he fainted, knowing his life or death.
There were obvious depressions on everyone's chest, and the number of sternums was broken, like being hit by a cannonball. It was terrifying.
Immediately afterwards, Ye Fan's figure returned to the original place again, calm and relaxed, the corners of his clothes were never messy, and there was a faint smile on the corners of his mouth, as if he was just slapping a few flies.
Seeing this incredible scene, the smile on Ouyang Jun's face instantly solidified, as if being poured with cold water on his head, his face showed a devilish expression.
What happened just now caused him an unprecedented visual impact and soul shock.
It took a long time before he came back to his senses, pointed at Ye Fan, and said tremblingly:
"You... are you a martial artist?!"
As Ouyang Jun, he naturally knew that there were many strange people and strangers in this world.
He had seen the worship in the family with his own eyes, and slammed a steel plate dozens of centimeters thick with a punch.
But he never expected that Ye Fan was so young and possessed such a terrifying martial arts accomplishments, which brought him far more oppressive power than his family worship.
If it is an ordinary person, his legs may have been frightened at this moment, and he knelt down and begged for mercy.
But after a brief surprise, Ouyang Jun immediately adjusted his mentality, his face was a little more solemn, and he looked at Ye Fan in the distance and said in a deep voice:
"Boy, it's no wonder you are so big, so you have such a dependence! However, you are not the only one capable of kung fu in this world! Do you know the identity of this young man? I am the young master of the Ouyang family, and my grandfather was Hong Yi's second. Head home, follow Du Yuesheng, Huang Jinrong and other heroes to fight the world! Today, Hongyi's lobby owners and incense owners have to give my grandfather a bit of face! Believe me or not, a call will save you a place to die. ?!"
Ouyang Jun's tone was full of pride and ostentation.
He thought that his words could make Ye Fan throw a rat-in-the-mouse, fearful.
Who knows that Ye Fan curled his lips in disdain, raised his chest and said proudly:
"What Ouyang's family, I haven't heard of it!"
"Huahai, I am king!"
...
overbearing!
Unparalleled domineering!
As soon as this statement came out, it was like a nine-day thunder that exploded in the field.
Ouyang Jun was dumbfounded when he heard the words, as if being petrified, standing still in place, couldn't believe his ears.
He never expected that Ye Fan would dare to speak so loudly, and he would be crazy.
"presumptuous!"
The next moment, Ouyang Jun uttered a roar: "I don't know how high the earth is! Even our Ouyang family dare not claim that Huahai is king. Who do you think you are, Hong Yi's leader?"
"Humph!"
Ye Fan sneered and said lightly: "Hong Yi's leader is just my servant!"
Ye Fan's voice was flat and straightforward, without any waves, as if it was expounding something natural and righteous.
But these words fell to Ouyang Jun's ears, but it was like a blockbuster, causing him to shock all over his body, like being shocked by an electric shock, as if his heart was suffocated by a pair of invisible big hands, almost suffocating.
I have seen someone who pretends to be so forceful!
"Lunatic, you're a complete lunatic!" Ouyang Jun pointed at Ye Fan and yelled: "You must be hypothetical. If this reaches Hong Yilong's ears, you will have a hundred lives not enough to die!" "
"Noisy!"
As Ye Fan said, his figure turned into a black shadow, and he appeared in front of Ouyang Jun in an instant, then raised his palm and yanked his face fiercely.
"Snapped!"
The crisp slap in the face resounded through the night.
The mighty force was like a volcanic eruption, and Ouyang Jun was directly slapped into the air.
His left half of his face collapsed, his cheekbones bulged high and pierced the skin, red blood sputtered out, and blood lotuses bloomed in the air, shocking and terrifying.
"boom!"
Then, his body fell heavily to the ground.
"Ahhhhh!!!"
Ouyang Jun, who has always been pampered, had suffered such a serious injury, and suddenly uttered a scream like a pig.
He stretched out his hand to cover his face, but accidentally touched the wound, the pain became more intense, deep into the bone marrow, and he almost fainted.
"Stick!"
"Stick!"
"Stick!"
At this moment, Ye Fan took a step forward. Although his footsteps were silent, they were particularly abrupt in the court, like a countdown to death.
"You...what are you going to do, don't mess around! I'm the young master of the Ouyang family. If you move my finger again, the family will never let you go!" Ouyang Jun said sternly.
But his trembling tone, instead of having any threatening power, revealed the panic in his heart.
"cut!"
Ye Fan sneered and raised his right foot without any hesitation, and stepped heavily on his injured left face.
"boom!"
For a while, Ouyang Jun's handsome face came into close contact with the cold ground.
The young master of the dignified Ouyang family was completely trampled on the soles of his feet.
In addition to the physical pain, all his dignity and pride over the past two decades have also been crushed.
Ye Fan looked at him condescendingly, his eyes like Wannian Xuanbing, coldly said:
"What is the Ouyang family? In front of me, it is the dragon who has to cross it, and the tiger also has to lie down!"
