"I'm not Xia Kunlun, I'm just a business owner!"
Seeing Zhan Jingfeng and Xia Kunlun staring at him, Ye Fan touched his cheek and reacted quickly.
There is no doubt that they were shocked by the mask of 'Ye Yanzu'.
It’s not their fault, Ye Yanzu and Xia Kunlun are so similar.
At this time, Zhan Jingfeng said to Ye Fan: "Are you Xia Kunlun's substitute?"
He could only conclude that he regarded Ye Fan as Xia Kunlun's back-up, a substitute used by Xia Kunlun to confuse his opponents.
Otherwise, Zhan Jingfeng would really be unable to explain the similarity between Ye Fan and Xia Kunlun.
Moreover, Ye Fan is now in Xia Kunlun's camp, which also shows that he has a close relationship with Xia Kunlun.
Otherwise, Ye Fan's brain was filled with water and he came out to cause trouble?
"You are overthinking. Before tonight, I didn't even know Palace Master Xia."
Ye Fan shrugged his shoulders and responded to Zhan Jingfeng: "Besides, there are many similar people in this world. If you look at the imitation show, there are a lot of Andy Lau."
"You can't blame him for being shocked. You are so similar to me."
Xia Kunlun looked at Ye Fan and smiled gently: "If you weren't the closest person, you wouldn't be able to tell us apart."
"I don't care if you are a substitute or not, I will beat both of you to death tonight."
Zhan Jingfeng twisted his neck and sneered: "When a person dies, it doesn't matter whether it is true or not."
He has made up his mind to kill Ye Fan and Xia Kunlun together, otherwise there will be a lot of trouble in the future.
The Slaughter Dragon Hall, which he had worked so hard to infiltrate and replace, resurfaced because of a similar person like Ye Fan.
"What? Are you afraid that I will spoil your good deeds?"
Ye Fan looked at Zhan Jingfeng and sneered: "I'm telling you, you think too much."
"You won't survive tonight, so there's nothing good that can happen."
Ye Fan took out a new mask and put it on:
"Zhan Jingfeng, stop talking nonsense, let's fight to the death."
Although the opponent was fully clothed in steel, his lifeblood was severely damaged and was his weak spot.
Ye Fan believed that with just a few more strikes, Zhan Jingfeng would definitely turn into a dead dog.
And Ye Fan’s trump card, the dragon-slaying technique, hasn’t been used yet.
Seeing Ye Fan being so arrogant, Zhan Jingfeng laughed angrily: "I'll help you -"
He believed that as long as he no longer underestimated the enemy, he could definitely win with the steel suit.
As soon as he finished speaking, Zhan Jingfeng jumped into the sky like a cheetah.
The whole body suddenly turned into a fierce cannonball, which was mixed with a huge force and hit hard.
There is only one goal, and that is Ye Fan in front of him.
The tightly clenched huge fist became the only weapon for the body in high-speed movement.
"Now!"
A shrill sound that breaks the air!
Zhan Jingfeng's fist pierced the air, with a sharp and low whistling sound coming in the blink of an eye.
Getting closer.
The strong murderous aura seemed to solidify the air, as if the air could no longer flow.
Xia Kunlun subconsciously shouted: "Be careful!"
"Go to hell!"
Zhan Jingfeng, who had closed the distance, smiled ferociously at Ye Fan, who was within reach.
The fist is like a cannonball.
At this moment, Ye Fan, who had been standing still, suddenly took out two short guns from behind.
"Bang bang bang——"
Ye Fan faced Zhan Jingfeng with a series of bullets under his abdomen.
"Shameless!"
Zhan Jingfeng roared angrily and instinctively retracted his fists, crossing his hands to protect the middle of his legs.
He had to protect and block, otherwise he would not die if he was hit, but his life would be worse than death.
He was very angry and resentful, and wanted to tear Ye Fan into pieces.
He never thought that Mark would be so shameless.
He also realized that Ye Fan had just started fighting with his bare hands, but it was just to confuse him.
"Dangdangdang——"
In Zhan Jingfeng's rage, bullets poured into his arms.
There was a dense sound.
Although Zhan Jingfeng was not hurt, the short-range impact still caused him to retreat.
Then he crashed into a car.
When Ye Fan was emptying out his bullets, Xia Kunlun stepped forward and hit Zhan Jingfeng in the abdomen with his arms loosened.
There was another loud noise, and Zhan Jingfeng screamed and took two steps back, hitting a car body and gasping for breath.
Zhan Jingfeng showed pain on his face, but he still kicked him.
One kick hit Xia Kunlun in the abdomen.
Xia Kunlun couldn't dodge and fell away, with blood coming out of his mouth and nose.
Ye Fan rushed over and inserted a few silver needles into Xia Kunlun to relieve his serious injuries.
"Woo——"
At this moment, a car roared over and crossed the entrance of the community dozens of meters away.
The car could not drive away the corpses and damaged convoy, so it could only stop on the main road not far away.
With the engine roaring, the car door opened, revealing Dong Qianli's head wearing a mask.
He shouted anxiously to Ye Fan:
"Master Ye, it's not good."
"While we were clearing out the perimeter spies, we discovered a team of disguised engineers in the sewer a hundred meters away."
"We knocked them all down and forced them to confess. They confessed that they were here to lay explosives."
"They are people sent by Yang Pojue."
"They sneaked into the sewers and rainwater wells and buried a large number of explosives under the Mingzhu Community."
"The fried thing just had a five-minute countdown."
"There are only more than three minutes left."
"We can't clean it, and we don't have time to clean it. The bottom of the entire community is installed!"
"Go! Go quickly!"
Dong Qianli waved to Ye Fan repeatedly: "No time!"
What?
Yang was the one who broke the situation?
A lot of explosives underground?
Ye Fan couldn't help but be stunned when he heard the words, and then took a breath of cold air.
Yang Poju's situation is a rhythm that wants to kill all the elites of the Dragon Slaughter Hall.
To be continued...