"Kneel down, or die?"

"Who do you think you are?"

"It's amazing if you can fight?

Eighth Master dared not say such words."

Although Ye Fan's skills were shocking, asking them to kneel down still aroused public anger.

A round-faced man stood up and roared at Ye Fan: "What qualifications do you have to make us kneel down?

What qualifications are there?"

He has been working hard in the world for decades and kneeling down to an unknown man, which is really ridiculous.

Moreover, Ye Fan and Yuan Qingyi just started a massacre, and the ones they killed were all bodyguards and security guards, none of them were big owls with prominent identities.

This gave him the illusion that Ye Fan only dared to bully the minions and did not dare to attack them like the big guys.

So the round-faced man became a little arrogant again: "I won't kneel down, what can you do..." "Swoosh--" Before he could finish his words, Yuan Qingyi raised his right hand, and the sleeve sword shot out of the air and nailed into his throat.

The round-faced man screamed strangely, staggered back six steps, full of shock and disbelief.

He seemed to not believe that Yuan Qingyi killed him like this.

He is a hero and the overlord who controls the waterway. Where can Ye Fan and the others get the confidence to kill him?

But no matter how hard he didn't believe it, his strength was still dissipated and his blood was flowing.

Then he fell to the ground and had no chance of life anymore.

"Mr. Qiu, Mr. Qiu!"

Seeing this, a companion of Feng Er was shocked, and then he was very sad and angry, drawing his gun back to kill Ye Fan.

"Pu" Before Ye Fan could take action, another sword flew out, surrounding Feng'er's neck.

Zhao Feng's ears swayed, then he fell to the ground with blood splashing, and a fatal knife mark on his neck.

Yuan Qingyi raised his left hand, and the flying sword flew back again, cutting the two remaining bodyguards' throats.

"You guys are too presumptuous!"

"That's Mr. Qiu, the big boss of Qianhe Boat Industry!"

A woman with mink fur was furious and shouted at Ye Fan and Yuan Qingyi: "Doesn't you understand if you can't punish me?"

"Pu" Yuan Qingyi did not say anything nonsense. She raised her right hand and pierced the woman's throat with a sword.

The mink woman didn't even scream, but fell straight to the ground and died.

Ye Fan's voice was indifferent and powerful: "For the last time, kneel down or die."

"Swoosh--" Before Xiong Tiannu and the others who were hesitant made a decision, Yuan Qingyi suddenly flew up like a bird.

She fell directly among dozens of big shots, with a sharp sword like a rainbow, squeaking and wantonly taking the opponent's life.

Just one meeting, more than a dozen big men screamed and fell into a pool of blood.

After another meeting, more than a dozen people died... Xiong Tianquan and the others were all shocked. Yuan Qingyi was simply a murderous devil.

The blonde host was furious and maintained the last trace of dignity: "You are too presumptuous, this is the Eighth Master--" He stopped halfway through his words, and Yuan Qingyi's sharp sword came out from his vest.

The blonde host's eyes widened, unable to believe that he had been killed, he was an executive of the Golden Bear Club.

But if he didn't believe it, all his strength disappeared, and then he fell to the ground, and his vitality gradually faded.

"I'll kneel, I'll kneel!"

The bear Tiandog, Montay wolf, and snake beauty kneeled on the ground with a pounce.

The remaining five or six big bosses also hurriedly fell down, fearing and no longer being rebellious or unwilling to accept it.

No matter how big the connections they have behind them or how many people their base camp are in control, at this moment, life and death are under Ye Fan's control.

Ye Fan glanced at them and said lightly: "People, they always don't cry when they don't see the coffin."

"Young man, you are so arrogant, I don't like Eighth Master!"

At this moment, the door was kicked open, and more than a dozen men and women in strong costumes entered one after another.

Then, a tall old man in yellow walked in with eight-character steps.

Xiong Tiannu and the others couldn't help but be happy: "Master Eighth!"

The visitor was Chen Bahuang, the owner of the Golden Bear Club.

The old man is 1.9 meters tall, with long limbs, and Kong Wu is powerful.

Even if it is more than ten meters away, Xiong Tiantu can feel the terrifying energy contained in his body.

That energy even Yuan Qingyi looked slightly sideways.

Beneath the extremely calm face, there is a volcano with amazing energy.

Once it breaks out, it will be a disaster for ordinary people.

What made Yuan Qingyi squint was the indifference in Chen Bahuang's eyes.

That's not indifference.

That's fanaticism.

A craze for fighting.

This guy is afraid he is a fighting maniac, a killing machine, which also shows that his hands have been contaminated with many lives.

Only Ye Fan downplayed: "Eighth Master?"

"Young man, kill my security guard, disturb my field, kill my confidants, and kill hundreds of people. You are too lawless."

"I have been working hard in the world for fifty years and have never seen anyone as arrogant as you."

Chen Bahuang carried his hands on his back and stared at Ye Fan and snorted coldly: "I really don't know the world is high."

Ye Fan said lightly: "I can only say that you are watching the sky by sitting in a well."

"What happened so much, how are you going to explain it to me?"

Chen Bahuang didn't say nonsense: "Do you beat yourself to death, or do I punch you to death?"

He wants to take action himself, he wants to show his might, and he wants everyone to know that the Golden Bear Club is still not offensive.

"One move!"

Ye Fan also said to the point: "If you can block my move, I will lose. If you can't block my move, you can be my dog."

Xiong Tiannu and the others almost vomited blood. They knew that Ye Fan was powerful, but it would be too arrogant to challenge Baye like this.

"act recklessly!"

Chen Bahuang's face suddenly sank, and his feet were heavier.

His whole body was like a spring, suddenly rising from the ground.

He suddenly turned around in the air.

A terrifying energy fluctuation erupted in the muscles of the body instantly.

He punched Chen Bahuang in the head.

This punch condensed all his strength.

Ye Fan was able to kill the auction, so he was not a good person, so he had a thunder attack when he took action.

It is as powerful as a rainbow.

"Ah--" Everyone was stunned by Chen Bahuang's punch.

Yuan Qingyi's pretty face also changed instantly.

This is not a fake surprise, but a real surprise.

She felt the terrifying power on Chen Bahuang's fist.

If you are yourself, you may be beaten to death if you don’t do your best.

"Bang--" But before everyone could sigh at Chen Bahuang's power, Ye Fan suddenly raised his right foot and kicked him hard.

Light and fluttering, but like Mount Tai pressing on the top.

Chen Bahuang's face changed, and he stretched his hands to block Ye Fan's kick.

"Bang--" With a loud bang, the weight of the thousands of mountains was so heavy that it was indescribable.

"boom!"

When hands and feet collided, Chen Bahuang fell and flew out, smashed the door, and shattered the wall with a click.

The next second, Chen Bahuang fell down and spat out a mouthful of blood with a pounce.

His hands and feet were trembling.

Chen Bahuang wanted to struggle, but tried hard but knelt back, his old face was very sad and desperate.
To be continued...