Nangong Qiuliang showed a troll, looked forward and stabbed Ye Fan in the head, and shouted with murderous aura:

"You dare to move my woman too? Are you brave enough to eat leopards?"

He squirted, "Kneel down and kowtow to me, or I will break you!"

He also kicked Ye Fan with the opportunity.

"act recklessly!"

Ye Fan's eyes narrowed and his sharpness showed.

He held the poked barrel with his right hand and grabbed Nangong Qiu's belt with his left hand.

A king lifts a tripod.

Ye Fan raised the 200-pound guy above his head and then smashed it hard at Da Ben's windshield.

Very fast!

"Bang!"

The windshield shattered with a loud bang.

Nangong Qiu fell into it with a slag of glass and blood, and he forgot to shout in pain.

Everyone present also opened their mouths, but their throats were deep and bottomless, and there was no sound again.

They never expected that Ye Fan would dare to take action in this situation, and it seemed easy to deal with Nangong Qiu.

"how so?"

The smile on Liu Qinghuan's face also disappeared, and her eyes were full of surprise.

After a moment of silence, Nangong Jingrui felt as if he was electrocuted.

They drew out their weapons and pointed at Ye Fan in an extremely neat manner.

Anger and shock were mixed.

Nangong Qiu crawled out of the car and shouted: "Dare you touch me? Squirt him to death-"

"Woo--"

At this moment, another convoy rushed over, ignoring the crowd and heading straight in.

Nangong Jingrui had to move the way out.

Nangong Zhuang and the others wanted to be angry, but they saw the car and license plate clearly and calmed down.

Liu Qinghuan also widened her eyes:

Martial Alliance!

Then she became excited again, but she didn't expect that Nangong Qiu was so powerful that he also called Wu Meng to help.

In this way, Ye Fan was completely dead.

Nangong Qiu also touched his head proudly, thinking that the head of the family invited a weapon of the martial arts alliance to kill.

"Bang--"

The Wu League convoy quickly stopped in front and first emerged from thirty-six martial arts masters.

Then, a middle-aged man walking and walking on a dragon and tiger stroll, showed up.

He ignored the rain and looked around, took a few quick steps, and then knelt on Ye Fan with a plop.

"The sinner Wu Jiuzhou, come and die!"

Thirty-six martial arts masters knelt down:

"I have met the young master in Jincheng Martial Arts Alliance!"

The sound was heard throughout the audience.

Young Master of the Martial Arts League?

"ah--"
Chapter completed!