Ye Fan protected the Duanmu brothers and their families.

Song Hongyan surrounded the scene with people.

The two of them cooperated tacitly and instantly reversed the situation, making the hall filled with a sense of slaughter.

Duanmu Feng and Duanmu Yun saw Song Hongyan and shouted: "Mr. Song——" "I've suffered!"

Song Hongyan nodded slightly to the Duanmu brothers: "Don't worry, it's okay, I'm here!"

The Song family bodyguards pressed forward, but the number of people was not large, but they forced the elite Duanmu family to retreat.

Ye Fan saw that Song Hongyan had controlled the audience and said nothing, and leaned over to treat the wounds on Yan Shuyan and his family.

Seeing the blood hole in Yan Shuyan's palm, Ye Fan's eyes turned cold.

He didn't expect the Duanmu family to act so ruthlessly.

At the same time, Ye Fan sighed, "The Art Village is too big, and the news is not as good as the local snake. He found this location after a half-beat slow.

Then he quickly applied beauty to the other party.

After applying Bai Yao, Yan Shuyan's pain quickly relieved a lot, and her white cheeks also had a trace of blood.

"Duanmufeng, you two dogs, still said that you didn't collude with Song Hongyan?"

Duanmuzhong hid behind Duanmu Qian and others, and yelled at Duanmu brothers: "Now that everyone is covering you, what else can I make a fuss about?"

"You betray the family and sell your owners for honor, and I must kill your brothers."

Duanmuzhong also took out his mobile phone to take photos, locking in evidence that Duanmu brothers colluded with outsiders.

Duanmu Feng and Duanmu Yun looked at each other and did not say anything to explain.

At this moment, no matter how much they say, the Duanmu family will not believe it.

Most importantly, they gave up on the Duanmu family.

They were willing to work hard for Song Hongyan and Ye Fan.

"Borrow the family?

The seller asks for honor?”

Song Hongyan is wearing a windbreaker and tying her hair, elegant but powerful.

She took Yuan Qingyi and others to slowly step forward, and looked at Duanmu Zhong and others with a faint smile: "You Duanmu family are not qualified to say these eight words."

"The Emperor's Bank belongs to the Tang Sect and belongs to me, Song Hongyan, but the Duanmu family wants to take it for themselves."

"What's even more shameless is that you are trying to kill all the Duanmu brothers appointed by the Tang Sect."

"If you want to say damn, it's your Duanmu family who deserves to die."

"Three Master Duanmu, your Duanmu family has killed all my people and killed dozens of family bodyguards. I must give me an explanation."

"If I can't give the explanation I want, I can only seek justice for Duanmu brothers myself."

Song Hongyan is the major shareholder of Dihao, and Duanmu brothers are the agents of Dihao Bank. It is not an exaggeration to say that they are Song Hongyan's people.

The Duanmu brothers breathed slightly rapidly, and their hearts became inexplicably warm and at ease.

"This Emgrand Bank is not yours!"

Duanmu Zhong laughed angrily when he heard this, and pointed at Song Hongyan and said, "You have not put in any strength or invested any funds, and you are not qualified to get it."

"It was fought hard by three generations of our Duanmu family."

"We won't allow you to take it!"

"Tonight, you either hand over the Dihao Bank or die here with the Duanmu brothers!"

Duanmu Sanshao, who can only act out in the New Country, was confident and clamored when he thought that there were nearly a hundred elite soldiers around him.

Song Hongyan waved her left hand: "Kill!"

Duanmu Zhong also roared: "Shoot!"

Both sides immediately started to riot.

"Swoosh!"

When the eight Duanmu gunmen rushed out and fired, Yuan Qingyi was already on the verge of shooting.

She was the first to break into the gunman camp.

The sword light flashed, and a blood shot. As soon as the sword fell, a sword rose again.

Yuan Qingyi turned her single foot and her long sword in her right hand swept along with the momentum, as if a crescent moon was blooming.

Under his stunning figure, blood kept splashing.

"Ah—" The last scream suddenly broke out, and a green rainbow suddenly flew to the point, penetrated the mouth and throat, and then stopped abruptly.

Eight Duanmu gunmen fell dead in an instant.

"This woman...kill her!"

Duanmuzhong's face changed drastically and he subconsciously retreated.

Yuan Qingyi pressed her directly on.

The left hand shook, and a sleeve sword flew through a wooden head holding a gun.

The wooden master screamed, and blood splattered in his chest and fell to the ground.

The weapons in his hand were also thrown away.

He wanted to speak, but with a sword piercing his chest, a mouth, and blood gushing out of his throat.

"Ah--" Seeing Yuan Qingyi so powerful, the hundreds of Duanmu elites stopped moving.

"Swoosh--" The next second, Yuan Qingyi was like a sharp arrow, nailed into Duanmu's camp.

The sharp sword in her hand shines brightly.

A sword tip pierced a person's throat, and blood spurted. Yuan Qingyi suddenly flew back and stabbed another person's heart.

Yuan Qingyi swept across the enemy's corpse like a gust of wind, and like a hungry wolf crashing into the middle of the other enemies.

"Swoosh swish swish swish-" The sharp sword flew, and the sword saw blood. In less than a minute, Yuan Qingyi pierced the throats of thirty enemies.

Then, she moved her body and advanced into the crowd of enemies in front of Duanmu.

The sword light rose again, and eight people were killed immediately, and with a backhand sword, breaking the protection in front of Duanmuzhong.

Fast, all of this can only be described in one word Fast.

It only took a minute from Yuan Qingyi's move to now, but at this time, more than 40 people died at Yuan Qingyi's hands.

There was no shooting, no siege, only Yuan Qingyi's unilateral massacre.

The formation was in chaos, Duanmu was shocked: "Kill her, kill her!"

"kill!"

Duanmuqian's eyes turned cold and she rushed forward with a Swiss army knife.

"Swoosh swish swish!"

She slashed at Yuan Qingyi in one breath.

The knife is fierce, and the knife is greeting the key points.

Facing Duanmu Qian's thunderous murderous intent, Yuan Qingyi took a quick and neat sword.

The sword light flashed, and the sound of the Dangdang Dang Dang, and Duanmu Qian's eight swords were blocked.

Then, the light reappeared.

"Ah——" Duanmu Qian screamed, raised her body and flew backwards into the air.

A bloody mouth was pierced in her chest.

Duanmuqian fell to the ground with a bang, not dead, but she was unable to get up and fight again.

On his arrogant face, there was anger and shock.

She didn't seem to have expected that Yuan Qingyi was so fierce.

Several Song bodyguards rushed up to take her down.

"Retreat! Retreat! Stop them!"

Seeing Duanmu Qian being defeated by one move, Duanmu was shocked and knew that he had met a tough guy tonight.

If you don’t leave, I’m afraid that all the remaining fifty people will be lost.

He led dozens of people to evacuate to the door, not even caring about Duanmu Qian's life and death.

At the same time, Duanmuzhong kept calling the other bodyguards to block Yuan Qingyi and the others.

"Swoosh--" Yuan Qingyi stepped past Duanmu Qian and continued to pounce on Duanmu.

Six Duanmu bodyguards were shooting in a hurry, but a white light flashed by.
To be continued...