He threw Temu Wuyue away and flicked his left hand at the same time.

Ding ding, two rays of light flashed away.

"flutter!"

Tang Pingfan's expression changed drastically. He didn't expect that Ye Fan's anger was fake. When he discovered the danger, it was too late to avoid it.

He twisted his body to avoid a ray of danger, but the second ray hit his shoulder blade.

With a splash, Tang Pingfan's shoulder blades spattered with blood, making him grunt and take a few steps back.

He was shocked and angry, not only because he was injured again, but also because Mark didn't fall into his trap.

He just said so much, not only did it not make Ye Fan angry, nor did it make him lose his vigilance with grief and anger, but it made Ye Fan pretend to confuse himself.

Otherwise, it would be impossible for Mark to hurt his shoulder blade.

Tang Pingfan felt the severe pain in his shoulder and glared at Ye Fan:

"You are a beauty, you have five families, and you are vomiting blood. Have you been pretending to be sad and angry?"

He shouted: "Do you have martial ethics?"

"That's right!"

Ye Fan put away his emotions and blood, and his whole body was like a long knife, cold and clear:

"What you just said is probably Tang Pingfan's wish or plan."
Chapter completed!