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Chapter 1019
1019
Ye Fan sat down slowly, and quietly looked at the old white man in front of him for a while.
If it weren't for the spiritual imprint, guiding Ye Fan to find this place, Ye Fan would never believe it until now...
The seemingly ordinary white old man in front of him was the one who caused all the senior officials in Xia to be panicked, and the troubles were everywhere, and the trees were all soldiers, let the hidden dragons lie in ambush protection experts and scholars everywhere, and made Ye Fan feel more helpless than ever.
"Postman..."
Ye Fan murmured, unexpectedly he was not particularly angry, nor was he particularly angry.
I don't know why, after two or three days of chasing, I almost circled the earth, experiencing the moment of life and death, and finally found this guy... Ye Fan was not very excited.
Of course, Ye Fan is still sad and angry, because this guy killed his most important elder, Dean Li...
However, the current sadness and anger were different from when they had just learned of Dean Li's death.
Ye Fan didn't know whether it was because he had listened to the words of the atmospheric tyrant and realized some new things, or if he said something else.
In short, I thought I would kill him all over the place when I saw him, but in fact the opposite was true, and the scene was unexpectedly calm.
"Why stop," Ye Fan asked.
He clearly noticed that the postman had stopped moving around. He was here, waiting for them to find him.
The postman looked up at the sky and said with a smile: "The weather is good and the wind is very comfortable. Days like this... are a gift from nature... If you don't sit down and feel it, you don't respect the world."
"Isn't it because you realize that you have nowhere to escape?" Ye Fan asked.
The postman lowered his head and smiled, stretched out his hand to indicate the chess basket, and said: "Lucifer, do you want a game?"
Ye Fan said directly: "I don't play chess with my enemy, and you are not my opponent."
The postman was stunned, and then he laughed: "As expected to be the king of hell, he is really young and energetic and confident...
If you don’t play, don’t play, it’s a pity, you guys invented this kind of chess, which is very interesting..."
"Where is your team?" Ye Fan knew that this guy couldn't act alone.
He must not only make bombs, but also study routes, make plans, and perform mental brainwashing.
One person can't do this, behind him, there must be a high IQ team working for him.
The postman shrugged, "They are all people who trust me. I have no reason to tell you where they are... Even if I am not alive, they will still spread my thoughts."
Ye Fan's eyes were gloomy, and said: "You think you think that if you think of yourself as a thinker, and pretend to be an outsider, I will let you go
Don’t play that trick with me. If you don’t want to die too painful, just give your entire team out.”
The postman said with regret: "Lucifer, why do you deceive yourself like this? In fact, a cultivator like you, a person who constantly taps his own potential, should understand how stupid human industrial civilization and the development of science and technology are. …"
"You can shut up," Ye Fan interrupted the postman directly, saying: "A criminal who relies on natural abilities and bombs to do damage is not worthy to talk to me about cultivation.
Every expert, every scholar you killed, they are on the road of wisdom, on the road of civilization, and they have paid far more effort and effort than you can imagine!
And you are just a poor creature who longs to be known by the world, longs to be recognized, and has a twisted heart...
Yes, trees will not laugh at you, wind will not despise you, rain will not hurt your self-esteem.
You admire nature, not because of how lofty your thoughts are, but because of your cowardice!
When other postmen lost their jobs due to the emergence of e-mails, they chose to study and work hard to find another job, and you... became a murderer! "
Ye Fan stood up, staring at the postman with scorching eyes, and said: "So, coward, I will ask you one last time now, where is your gang..."
The postman's hands were trembling and squeezed tightly. He stared at Ye Fan with a pair of eyes, with fine beads of sweat oozing on his forehead.
After a while, the postman turned pale and said, "Why... how did you do it..."
Ye Fan grinned and looked at Feng Xiaohui beside him.
Feng Xiaohui proudly said: "Well, is it that the mental strength can't approach my brother-in-law? Give up, with me, your'brainwashing' is just a decoration."
Only then did the postman understand, his face trembled twice, and he gnashed his teeth and said, "So...you're making a ghost."
Feng Xiaohui smiled and said to Ye Fan: "Brother-in-law, this guy has been strengthening his mental fluctuations since just now, but it was completely blocked by me!"
Ye Fan patted his younger brother-in-law on the shoulder with satisfaction, and brought Feng Xiaohui to it, really saving worry and effort.
"Lucifer, if you kill me today, I promise you will regret it. I have already deployed everything. Once I die, there will be a large group of Xia Guo experts who will be buried with me," the postman said with a gloomy expression. .
Ye Fan smiled and said, "You think... I really care so much. How many scholars and experts are you going to kill?"
The postman frowned, not understanding what Ye Fan meant.
"I am not as noble as you think, nor do I have the heart to care about everyone in the world!
I tried my best to hunt you down for two reasons... You killed Dean Li and wanted to kill my woman Chu Yunyao!
As for after killing you, which expert will you drag you back... I don't care at all! "
As soon as the voice fell, Ye Fan grabbed the postman!
Even at such a close distance, as long as Feng Xiaohui is on the side, the postman's ability is useless!
The postman's face turned blue, his eyes finally no longer calm, he looked at Ye Fan with fear.
"Haha..." Ye Fan grinned and said, "I thought you were so amazing. In the face of death, you would still be afraid..."
"You... what do you want to do!?" The postman tremblingly asked, he regretted it, he knew he shouldn't try to control Ye Fan!
Ye Fan had a cold expression on his face, and he reached out to the most painful acupuncture points on the postman's body, and quickly counted them!
"Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh!!!
Ye Fan didn't stop his hands, directly swiping two sword intents, and cut off the postman's hands and feet!
Then, a fist smashed the postman's teeth!
The postman was in pain, his mouth was full of blood, and the pain was about to faint, but he was so awake.
"Don't you like to use bombs... I will give you one."
Ye Fan took out a grenade and stuffed it directly into the postman's blood-filled, toothless mouth, and stuffed it into his throat!
The postman's eyes widened, and he wanted to vomit, but he couldn't vomit at all, and his throat was cracked!
The fear of death and despair made him pee in his pants!
Ye Fan tore off the fuze indifferently, and said, "This is for Dean Li and will be returned to you!"
In the next second, Ye Fan had grabbed Feng Xiaohui and jumped more than ten meters away.
"Boom!"
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