The Tang Dynasty Night Scenery is a newly opened club, taking the mid-to-high-end route, so it occupies a lot of land and is luxuriously decorated.

The welcome and security at the door, regardless of body shape or appearance, are all selected from a hundred.

When Ye Fan drove in, it was the time when business was booming. The luxury car was shuttled, the fragrance was blowing, and handsome guys and beautiful women were accompanying him, and he was indescribable and full of money.

However, Ye Fan did not appreciate it. He stopped in an open space and walked straight into the hall.

He has clear goals and goes straight to the eighth floor.

Song Hongyan's information shows that Zhang Xuan held a birthday party here tonight.

Although Song Hongyan reminded that although the Zhang Xuan family is not as good as Wang Qiaochu and others, they are always a local snake in the Dragon Capital, and all the three religions and other abilities have a lot to do with.

In particular, Zhang Xuan’s father Zhang Haokun is not only the head of the Zhang Group, but also controls the taxi industry.

The amount of money collected every year exceeds 100 million.

Online ride-hailing is popular throughout China, but it cannot penetrate into Longdu at all.

Five or six companies came in, but either were severely punished by fishing law enforcement or were rectified by accidents. They all closed within three months and the software was removed from the shelves.

This shows Zhang Haokun's energy.

It involves many people behind it.

It is easy to move the whole body if one hair pulls.

Ye Fan could see the difficulty of the Zhang group, but he didn't think of any consequences at this time.

He just wants Zhang Xuan to pay back his blood.

One minute later, Ye Fan walked out of the elevator.

There were two men in black on the eighth floor. When they saw Ye Fan, they stepped forward to intercept him: "Young Master Zhang is at the important place of the banquet, please do not enter!"

They shouted loudly: "Get back."

"Bang bang!"

Ye Fan didn't say anything nonsense, and he slashed two palms and fell to the ground with a muffled groan.

Ye Fan didn't even look at them. He flashed out the prepared silver needles with both hands and walked towards the end without saying a word.

"stop!"

Seeing this, several Zhang's bodyguards wanted to block Ye Fan.

Ye Fan rushed over like a bamboo shoot, and the silver needle flew over, and all the guards who blocked them screamed and fell to the ground.

Soon, news of someone trespassing spread, and more than a dozen elite Zhang soldiers rushed out.

These people were wearing knives and earthen guns. Seeing Ye Fan's murderous look, they couldn't stop drawing out their weapons.

But they were too slow and before they could point at Ye Fan, they were shot by Ye Fan's silver needles and fell down one by one.

Either the wrist or the knee needle is in the middle. Although the silver needle is small, it makes them unable to fight any more.

Ye Fan killed all the way in, and in a blink of an eye, more than a dozen people were knocked over.

Soon, Ye Fan stood in the banquet hall at the end, kicked the door open, and flashed to the side.

"Pu Pu Pu Pu--" The dull gunshot sounded rapidly, and more than a dozen crossbow arrows poured out, hitting the walls with mottled mottles.

The arrow fell.

Seeing this, the archer subconsciously stopped.

Ye Fan flashed out and the silver needle flew.

Three Zhang's archers screamed, covered their throats and fell out.

There were also two people who subconsciously pulled the crossbow from both sides.

Ye Fan moved his steps and came to them in an instant, holding their wrists with both hands and folded them suddenly.

With a click.

The wrist broke, and the two of them were in pain and staggered to the ground.

Ye Fan kicked the screen in front of him.

The vision was immediately clear, with a large round table, several large sofas and coffee tables, and there were more than a dozen men and women in gorgeous clothes sitting on it.

There were also several bodyguards in black on both sides, with bulging waists and guns.

It was obvious that Zhang Xuan's cold smile was still half ridiculed: "Bastard, kicking the door randomly, and it would be strange if he didn't shoot him to death..." He stopped the topic and looked at Ye Fan, who was unscathed, and his face became strange.

The lively hall was silent in an instant.

"Ye Fan?"

Zhang Xuan returned to his calmness and smiled sarcastically: "You are really lucky."

Ye Fan said lightly: "It's a pity that you won't live long."

"I won't live long?"

Zhang Xuan chuckled and asked, "Why don't you live long?"

Can you keep me alive?”

While speaking, three Zhang's bodyguards took out their guns and pointed them at Ye Fan.

Several girls covered their mouths and chuckled, their eyes full of disdain.

Ye Fan was alone. Although it was surprising that he broke in, Zhang Xuan still had three guns around him. How could Ye Fan fight?

"You touched my bottom line."

Ye Fan's tone was cold: "I have to give me an explanation tonight."

"Tell you what you want?

What explanation will you give?"

Zhang Xuan pinched a cigar and smiled, "There are three guns here. Should I tell you if I want them to explain it?"

"Say, do you want them to explain to you?"

Zhang Xuanzhi was arrogant.

However, as soon as these words fell... "Swish swish swish!"

There was only a sound of breaking through the air, and the silver needle flew, the eyelids of the three gun-holding bodyguards twitched, and then they suddenly felt a pain in their wrists.

The wrists are numb, the shoulder blades are weak, and the guns are falling to the ground.

"Ah—" Ye Fan also disappeared from the spot as everyone exclaimed.

The faces of several bodyguards changed drastically. They subconsciously wanted to protect Zhang Xuan, but were knocked away by Ye Fan without any mercy.

Zhang Xuan instinctively wanted to get up and retreat, but suddenly felt his neck tightening.

He was pinched by a hand that looked like a pliers, and then he was lifted up.

The huge power made him almost suffocate.

"What?"

"Mr. Zhang!"

"Stop it!"

A group of companions were shocked and dodged to both sides.

Several bodyguards endured the pain and got up and rushed towards Ye Fan one by one.

However, just as they approached, Ye Fan raised his foot and kicked him as fast as lightning.

"Bang bang bang--" The few people who rushed over were all kicked away by Ye Fan.

The ribs are broken, and it is difficult to get up and fight again.

Zhang Xuan's face changed slightly: "You--" Ye Fan's ability exceeded his imagination, and three guns were equal to scrap iron in front of Ye Fan.

"I always feel that you should learn a lesson in the Sino-Ocean incident."

Ye Fan pinched Zhang Xuan's neck, "Now it seems that I am too naive and too kind after all."

"A scum like you should be destroyed without mercy."

"Tell me, how do you want to die tonight?"

When he thought of Su Xier who was seriously injured, a murderous intent burst into his eyes.

"What do you want to do?

Kill someone?"

Zhang Xuan kept a strong grin and said, "Murdering someone will be punished for death. If you die, the people around you will be pinned to death by my father."

He didn't believe Ye Fan dared to kill him.

"Bang--" Ye Fan swung his right hand suddenly, and Zhang Xuan blasted out like a cannonball, hitting directly on the window glass of the wing room.
To be continued...