Lying on the wine table, Zhang Wenchang raised his head, hurriedly wiped away the tears on his face with his sleeves, concealed his sadness and grief, forced a smile, and said, "I'm sorry, I drank too much and thought of some past events. , feeling a little out of control."
Ye Fan sighed in his heart. This old classmate had a very unsatisfactory life. He was ashamed of his wife and missed the child he had never seen before. Sorry, what kind of mood is it at the moment
At this time, Zhang Wenchang's temples were gray, his eyes were swollen, and his tears were still wet. The sadness and sadness hidden in his heart could be felt by outsiders. This made Ye Fan's heart twitch violently. This old classmate It's really not easy. A very simple and dull man has come to this stage.
"Half-use old man, we're too lazy to know you, even if you cry to death, it doesn't matter to us. However, your friend speaks very aggressively, and we want to get to know him."
With sarcasm on their faces, those people came to the wine table and looked down at Ye Fan and Zhang Wenchang, while Han Feiyu showed a sneer, stared at Ye Fan and said: "It's true that life never meets, I always thought you died In that ruins, I didn't expect to meet here by chance, more than two years have passed, and I don't want to get close to you all the time."
Ye Fan sat there calmly, poured himself a glass of wine, very casually and calmly, picked up the glass, drank it in one gulp, and said: "Where do we never meet in life... I heard this sentence again, the last person I don’t know what will happen this time.” He thought of Elder Han, and when he heard Han Feiyu say the same thing, he felt very strange.
"You are very calm, don't pretend to be calm, no one can save you today, I will skin you alive!" Having said that, Han Feiyu's eyebrows stood upside down, his eyes were terrifying, and his face looked very ferocious , He couldn't forget the scene of being beaten violently, like a thorn stuck in his heart forever.
"Junior Brother Han, he has a grudge against you? Leave it to us, and beat him to the point of disability. There is no need to worry about it here."
"Just now, this trash spoke very aggressively. Even if we hadn't offended Junior Brother Han, we couldn't let him go."
A few people sneered and were about to do it.
Zhang Wenchang stood up hastily, and said, "Senior brothers and sisters, don't do this, he is just an ordinary person, don't mess around."
"Half-use old man, you stay here, you have nothing to do here." One of them was very impatient with a look of disdain, and pushed Zhang Wenchang staggeringly, almost falling over.
"When you first started, Elder Ma Yun regarded you as a treasure. What happened? It was just a fluke to dissolve the sea of suffering first. What's the use? After a long time, you were completely beaten back to your original shape..."
"Half-use old man, don't get in the way here, if it wasn't for Liu Yiyi to protect you everywhere... Hey!" The speaker sneered again and again, although he didn't say the following words, everyone knew what he meant.
"Guys, I can't afford to compensate you. If you are dissatisfied, come to me and don't make things difficult for my friend." Zhang Wenchang stretched out his hand to stop several people, and blocked Ye Fan behind him.
"Half-use old man, you really think you are someone, think about it, what are you?" One of them was very dissatisfied, glanced at him contemptuously, pushed him away heavily, and shouted: "Get out of the way!"
Ye Fan supported Zhang Wenchang, glanced at several people, and said, "What are you guys?"
"Ye Fan, don't do this..." Zhang Wenchang hastily stopped Ye Fan from continuing, and then stepped forward again, saying: "I'm really sorry, my friend is just an ordinary mortal, don't worry about it. If you are angry, come at me, don't make things difficult for him."
The young man in the lead was already impatient and couldn't bear it any longer. He grabbed Zhang Wenchang's collar and said, "Do you really think Liu Yiyi can support you? If you don't want to die, get out of here!"
"Let him go!" Ye Fan was still sitting there, without getting up, picked up a glass of wine, and poured it directly on that person's face.
"You're looking for death!" The man in the lead looked extremely gloomy, pushed Zhang Wenchang out, and slapped Ye Fan's face.
Ye Fan sat there without moving, stretched out his hand to grab the swung slap, and twisted it hard, "Crack!" With a crisp sound, his wrist was broken directly into a fishhook shape. Then he raised his hand, slapped the man's face, and slapped it heavily.
"Snapped!"
It was a very loud slap, and it could be clearly seen that the face was deformed, and then the teeth fell out, blood spurted out, and the whole person flew upside down like a puppet seven or eight meters away, and fell heavily on the ground.
No one expected such a result. The man struggled a few times on the ground, but he couldn't get up. His ears were ringing, his mind was dizzy, his head was almost cracked, and he shouted: "Kill him for me!"
Han Feiyu knew Ye Fan better, so he withdrew immediately, and at the same time reminded the others, saying: "Be careful, this waste has a special physique and infinite strength, don't be caught by him, attack him from a distance, sacrifice him directly!" Take out your weapon and chop him into meat paste!"
It was a bit late for him to say these words, Ye Fan's speed was too fast, he directly grabbed a man, slapped him twice, made him dizzy, blood flowed from the corner of his mouth, like a scarecrow Generally, it is directly swung as a weapon.
"Bang bang!"
Ye Fan's strength and speed were terrifying. He swung the man in his hand and smashed the three monks who were rushing towards him, screaming and flying backwards. Everyone present heard the sound of bones breaking.
"Go back, don't get close to him!" Han Feiyu yelled.
How can anyone still use him to remind him that the handsome young man opposite is simply a humanoid beast, so wild that holding a living person is like holding a toothpick, smashing others to death Roll all over the floor.
"Junior Brother Han, don't you call him a waste?"
"How can this trash have such divine power?"
The rest of them felt terrified, and questioned Han Feiyu with unkind faces.
"It's really just a waste. He can't cultivate, he just has great strength. As long as he doesn't get close to him, it's easy to kill him." Han Feiyu sneered ferociously.
Everyone sacrificed their weapons, and the brilliance flickered for a moment. The green wood seal, cold iron ruler, and red blood spear were all suspended in the air, aiming at Ye Fan.
"If you want him to die, you can sacrifice your weapons. I don't mind using him as a human shield." Ye Fan waved the humanoid weapon in his hand and said casually. He didn't need to reveal his strength to deal with these monks in the sea of bitterness.
"No, everyone calm down." Zhang Wenchang stepped forward with an anxious expression on his face, stood in front of Ye Fan, and shouted to those people: "He is not only my friend, but also Liu Yiyi's friend, you can't Doing this to him..."
"Half-use old man, get the hell out of here. It won't work if anyone is lifted out now. I won't be able to get rid of my hatred if I don't kill him!" The man who was first slapped away by Ye Fan held his swollen cheek He got up, with a cold gleam in his eyes, and said: "Is Liu Yiyi amazing? If she dares to come to Xingshi to inquire about her crimes, someone will naturally deal with her!"
Looking at this old classmate who had a very unsatisfactory life, Ye Fan sighed lightly, patted his shoulder, and whispered: "You back off, they can't do anything to me."
After saying these words, Ye Fan grabbed Zhang Wenchang's arm and threw him out just right.
"Why are you still standing still, cut him alive!" the man in the lead said angrily.
"Chi Chi Chi!"
The sound of piercing the air continued, and the green wood seal, cold iron ruler, red blood spear and others seemed to be slashing quickly.
Ye Fan was calm and calm, waving the humanoid weapon in his hand, blocking it constantly.
"Ah... you guys... fell on me!"
The man caught by Ye Fan became a little more sober at this moment, screaming and cursing in anger. If those few people hadn't stopped quickly, this monk would have been chopped into several pieces.
"Come on together. I'll see if he can block them all. I'll kill him alive." The leading man, with a gloomy expression, ordered the people around him to attack again.
"Chen Feng, you can't be like this, I will be killed by you!" The monk caught in Ye Fan's hands yelled in horror, but was knocked unconscious by the green wood seal immediately.
The people around obeyed the man named Chen Feng, and they all unleashed their weapons and slashed forward. Although they were very careful, they still made a bloody gash on the human shield from time to time.
Ye Fan didn't want to waste time with them. After his cultivation had reached the realm of Life Spring, killing monks in the realm of the Sea of Bitterness was indeed as simple as crushing ants. He held the man in front of him, his body turned into a light and shadow, rushed directly to the man named Chen Feng, and grabbed him in his hands before he could react.
"Ah..." The man named Chen Feng screamed again and again. He was also used as a human shield, and several wounds appeared on his body one after another.
The people around suddenly felt like they were throwing rats. Ye Fan swam away like a bolt of lightning, and the sound of "bang bang bang" kept coming out, and everyone was knocked to the ground.
Only Han Feiyu struggled, took out the green wood seal again, and smashed it towards Ye Fan, trying to shock him to death. However, at this moment he was horrified to find that the green wood seal, which had just changed to the size of a millstone, had been crushed by Ye Fan. Fan grasped it in his hand, and it was unshakable.
"boom!"
Han Feiyu was so frightened that his ghosts froze. Ye Fan easily grabbed his green wood seal, and then slapped it down with his backhand. It was as easy as waving a fly swatter. Yes, at this moment, he felt like a fly. .
"Click!"
Han Feiyu didn't know how many sternums were broken, he vomited blood, and was knocked to the ground, unable to move any more.
There was a crowd of people lying in front of the small restaurant, all moaning in pain, no one could get up, Zhang Wenchang who was not far away couldn't believe his eyes, and said: "This..."
Ye Fan picked up these people, threw them to one place, and then slapped each of them, saying: "Just because you want to bully others? I, a trash who can't practice, still beat you all over the floor."
"Papa papa..."
Ye Fan moved his hands together, and slapped them one after another, causing these people to saliva, blood to fly, and teeth to loosen.
Everyone screamed and begged for mercy.
Of course, Ye Fan focused on taking care of Han Feiyu and Chen Feng. He placed them side by side like a dead dog, slapped them repeatedly, and kept slapping them. The ringing slaps were endless.
"You..." Han Feiyu's mouth and nose were bleeding, and his eyes were full of malicious light.
"Snapped!"
Ye Fan slapped him across the face, then picked him up, and said: "It's true that life never meets..."
After Han Feiyu heard that sentence, he vomited blood in anger, trembled all over, and almost died.