However, when Wu Weitao heard Ye Fan's words, he immediately smiled: "Do you want to explain to me?"

"You deserve it too!"

"After all, you're just a young man with a bad chew."

"Don't think that relying on a little fist and foot skill to make Lei Lao San and the others surrender, will you really regard yourself as the lord of Yunzhou and the emperor of Jiangdong?"

"To put it bluntly, you are just a gangster leader."

"No difference from those hooligans?"

"The power is in our hands, and as long as we want, we will do you every minute."

"Of course, if you know how to restrain yourself and not violate our bottom line."

"I, Wu Weitao, don't mind letting you continue to be glorious."

"But it's a pity that you don't listen to the dissuasion and don't know how to live or die. Then don't blame me Wu Weitao, ignore my old love!"

Wu Weitao's eyes were full of coldness, and his words were filled with raging anger.

To be honest, Wu Weitao knew very well that what happened today was indeed caused by Mo Shanshan.

But, so what?

In this world, right and wrong are not important, interests are the eternal pursuit.

In Wu Weitao's eyes, Ye Fan was born in poverty and was a young man who made his fortune by fighting.

Although he is respected as the Lord of Jiangdong, he is just a gangster leader to put it bluntly.

There is no background or background.

And what about Mo Shanshan?

She was born in a wealthy family, had a fierce background, and had powerful connections all over China. Even Wu Weitao had received the kindness of their favor.

In this case, fools know how to choose!

In the end, Wu Weitao chose to offend Ye Fan and gave the Mo family an explanation.

However, just as Wu Weitao spoke in deep anger, he found that Ye Fan's fist had been clenched again at some point.

Seeing this, Wu Weitao was filled with sarcasm and shook his head and smiled again: "What?"

"Do you still want to resist and attack me?"

"Mr. Chu, if you don't want to die, I advise you to give up this idea."

"I know you have good kung fu."

"But no matter how hard your fists and feet are, can you be as hard as bullets?"

"No matter how powerful you are, can you be stronger than guns?"

"Now it is a science and technology society."

"It is no longer a feudal era where the emperor appeared on the back of a horse."

"The little skill you are proud of is not worth mentioning in front of me."

Wu Weitao said coldly, full of confidence and mockery.

It seemed that Ye Fan was already the fish on his chopping board at this time and was left to slaughter.

However, Ye Fan shook his head when he heard this.

"After all, it's just some ants, a leaf obstructing the eyes."

"You don't understand martial arts, so you naturally don't understand the majesty of martial arts."

"A true strong man can reach the nine heavens and capture the moon, and go to the five oceans to catch turtles."

"Not only those guns and cannons, even hard pit missiles, it's no problem to kill ships in anger."

"The presidents of great powers treat each other with courtesy, and the commanders of all troops respectfully worship each other."

"Do you think technology is the dominant one now?"

"Little do you know that in this world, the one who is truly at the peak of power is still martial arts."

"This world has never changed."

"It's just your ignorance."

Ye Fan's indifferent voice swept through here just like a storm.

But his words were not false.

Like the God of War Ye Qingtian, King of Fighters Mo Gucheng and others, they are those who stand at the peak of their power.

Even the Lord of China was very courteous to them.

Because the six pillars supported the entire China!

For Ye Qingtian and others, guns and missiles are almost ineffective.

The only one who can hurt them may be nuclear bombs.

Decades ago, a titled Grandmaster had slaughtered the whole city to avenge his wife's murder and let hundreds of thousands of people bury his wife for his death.

In the end, the country's top leaders were furious and dispatched troops to suppress it.

But in the end, all of them were overwhelmed by the strong man with the title, almost swept.

He surrendered with one person, a country that he fought against, and the country's top officials apologized and sued the murderer.

That is, from then on, the power of the titled Grandmaster terrified the entire world.

However, Wu Weitao naturally didn't know about these things.

He only thought that Ye Fan was just talking nonsense.

Therefore, when faced with Ye Fan's words, Wu Weitao laughed sarcastically.

"Yeah?"

"Since you are so confident, then you can try it."

"Look at whether your fists are hard or my bullets are better!"

Wow~

Wu Weitao immediately gave the order and loaded the bullets and countless fire lines were about to be fired, the gate of the Shanshui Guild Hall was suddenly pushed open.

Immediately afterwards, dozens of accompanying bodyguards rushed in like a tide.

After they entered, they stood on both sides.

It is like a minister, waiting for the monarch to come with full of respect and respect!

Huh ~

Outside the hall, there was a strong wind surging.

In this way, in the cold wind, an old man with great energy appeared quietly in front of everyone with majesty and arrogance, accompanied by several people.

"This...this is..."

"Who is here?"

Everyone was shocked when they saw the visitor.

Until Wu Weitao shouted out.

"Mo...Old Mo?"

What?

"Old Mo?"

"Can he be the head of the Mo family, Mo Wuji?"

When everyone heard the sound, their old faces changed color.

Wu Weitao didn't care about Ye Fan anymore, so he quickly brought the people to meet him, and greeted him respectfully:

“Haha~”

"Mr. Mo, you have finally arrived."

"Wei Tao has been waiting for you for a long time."

Wu Weitao smiled repeatedly.

The old man in the suit nodded: "Well, Xiao Wu, I'm determined. I haven't seen you for many years, and now you can be alone in one side. It's not in vain that year, I appreciate you."

"By the way, what about Shanshan, let her come and see me."

"This~" Hearing this, Wu Weitao's eyes twitched, and his face suddenly became a little ugly.

"What's wrong? Could something happened?" Mo Wuji frowned.

"Big...Uncle, save...Save me..."
To be continued...