Ye Fan's sharp voice seemed to turn into an invisible sword, piercing the chests of everyone in the arena.
The murderous aura in his body was so solid that it made people feel suffocated, as if there were two invisible hands that were squeezing everyone's heart.
I don’t know whether it was fear or conscience, but an instructor said tremblingly: "Master Cui, you have vented your anger anyway, why don’t you just let this matter go? If you really kill someone, it won’t be good for anyone!"
Hearing this, Cui Zhihao showed a ferocious look on his face, pointed at Ye Fan, and said through gritted teeth:
"No! I have put all my effort into setting up this overall situation, just to target this boy. Those two guys just now were just adding to the situation! Only by destroying this boy can I vent the hatred in my heart!"
"this……"
Seeing Cui Zhihao's unyielding and aggressive look, the instructor looked embarrassed and retreated.
At this time, Xiong Li looked at him and said angrily:
"Dong Hai, don't forget, you were also involved in the beating just now! We are just grasshoppers on a rope now. It's not that easy for you to quit! If you don't have a covering over your head, just because of what you just did
What you did is at least a crime of intentional injury, and you will be sent to jail in a matter of minutes!"
After hearing these words, the instructor named Dong Hai lowered his head and did not dare to say anything more.
At this time, Cui Zhihao spoke again: "As long as I am happy, money is not a problem at all. Whoever of you kills this kid first, I will reward you with an additional one million!"
…
one million!
As soon as these words came out, the eyes of the seven or eight instructors were full of burning color, as if Ye Fan was no longer a dangerous enemy, but a golden mountain!
Under such temptation, no one can control their greed.
Suddenly, Xiong Li took the lead and rushed towards Ye Fan menacingly.
However, after the previous encounter, Xiong Li learned to be smart this time. He looked straight at Ye Fan with a pair of eyes, unblinking, always on guard, for fear of missing any of his moves.
At the same time, he picked up a riot stick with his right hand and hit Ye Fan on the cheek with 100% of his strength.
If hit with this stick, the person would suffer a bloody head injury or concussion, or risk his life in the worst case.
However, Ye Fan still stood there, motionless, with no intention of dodging at all.
Seeing this scene, Xiong Li just thought that he was scared out of his wits, and a vicious smile appeared on the corner of his mouth, as if a million oceans were in his pocket.
When the riot baton was still a few centimeters away from Ye Fan's cheek, he finally moved.
"boom!"
The punch was punched straight forward, without any bells and whistles, and without any sound.
But this punch contains irresistible power and is so domineering that even if there is a big mountain in front of it, it seems to be able to blast a hole!
With Xiong Li's strength, there was no time to react.
"boom!"
Finally, Ye Fan's right fist hit Xiong Li's chest.
In just a split second, Xiong Li's sternum sank in an instant, and his body felt as if he had been hit by a high-speed train. He flew backwards and hit the wall directly.
What's even more shocking is that Xiong Li's body did not fall directly to the ground, but was "hanged" on the wall like a painting. It did not move for a long time, as if it had escaped the gravity of the earth and was affected by invisible pressure.
Nailed to the wall.
Beating someone is like hanging a painting!
…
From the moment Xiong Li attacked Ye Fan to the moment he was beaten away by Ye Fan, everything happened in the blink of an eye, taking less than five seconds in total.
"hiss!"
It took more than half a minute for all the instructors and Cui Zhihao in the field to react. They couldn't help but suck in a breath of cold air. Their whole bodies were shaken as if they were being shocked by electricity. Their hearts were filled with huge waves. They were so surprised that they couldn't be more surprised.
The scene that happened before them had an unprecedented visual impact on them.
They never expected that Ye Fan's strength was so terrifying. He could cripple Xiong Li with just one punch. It was as easy as crushing an ant to death without any effort.
For a time, the remaining instructors regretted a little. They realized that there was a huge gap in strength between themselves and Ye Fan, like a huge gap that separated the world from heaven and earth. It definitely could not be made up by the number of people!
If I'm not careful, all of them may be trapped here.
Suddenly, someone stammered and begged for mercy: "Ahem... this classmate, you have injured Xiong Li, how about this matter ends here!"
"That's right! It's better to dissolve enemies than to make enemies! Everyone, please step back. We will take the two injured students to the hospital right now. We will cover all the medical bills and we won't pursue you for injuring Xiong Li!"
"Little brother, we are instructors after all. If one of your students does something to us at a military base, it will be detrimental to you if the superiors really pursue it! It's better to make a big issue a trivial matter and make it a trivial matter!"
Hearing these words, Cui Zhihao never expected that these instructors would defect before the battle. He turned pale with anger and continued to say in a desperate manner:
"You... how dare you betray me? Aren't you afraid that Deputy Chairman Ma will blame you?!"
Facing this threat, the instructors turned a deaf ear to it, and at the same time, they cursed Cui Zhihao's eighteen generations of ancestors in their hearts.
This incident was originally caused by Cui Zhihao. He was the instigator, and the others were just accomplices!
Although the one million offered by Cui Zhihao was extremely tempting, the strength shown by Ye Fan was far beyond their imagination.
They don't want to lose their lives in vain for one million!
At this moment, all the instructors looked at Ye Fan, waiting for his final answer.
"Stab it!"
Suddenly, the sharp gaze in Ye Fan's eyes was like a sharp blade, coldly sweeping across the faces of everyone in the venue.
Their exposed skin felt like it had been scratched by a dull knife. They were in great pain, but they held their breath and concentrated, not even daring to breathe out for fear of offending Ye Fan.
At this time, Ye Fan looked at Wang Zhen and Chu Nan who were unconscious on the ground, and said in a solemn tone:
"Although I have not known them for a long time, only a few days, and I don't know much about each other! But in my heart, I already regard them as brothers!"
"Anyone who bullies my brother will die!"
…
Ye Fan's voice echoed throughout the room.
Although it was not deafening, his tone contained extremely firm will, as if nothing in the world could stop him.
And his face seemed expressionless, but it was like the calm before the storm. The calmer it was, the more terrifying it became.
Dragons have reverse scales, and if you touch them, you will be offended!
For Ye Fan, his family, lovers, and brothers are his enemies!
Someone dared to attack his close relatives, which made him even more angry than dealing with him directly.
Therefore, after seeing the tragic situation of Wang Zhen and Chu Nan, he had secretly vowed in his heart that no matter what kind of background Cui Zhihao had, he would make him pay the most painful price and even regret living in this world!
As for the accomplices in front of us, they cannot escape their blame!
"boom!"
The next moment, a solid murderous intent surged in all directions with Ye Fan's body as the center of the circle.
In the entire Datong Shop, the temperature instantly dropped to freezing point, which was extremely chilling.
Cui Zhihao and the instructors shuddered subconsciously, feeling a chill surge from the soles of their feet to the Tianling Cap, as if their blood and souls were frozen.
Feeling this overwhelming murderous intent, the instructors knew that this battle was inevitable, and their eyes showed ferocious looks, and they gritted their teeth and said:
"Boy, don't think we are really afraid of you! Brothers, let's go together, I don't believe we can't kill this little brat!"
As soon as he finished speaking, the remaining seven or eight instructors grew taller and took action at the same time.
They swung the anti-riot sticks in their hands and attacked from various tricky angles, aiming directly at the vital parts of Ye Fan's body, blocking almost all his dodge directions.
However, Ye Fan didn't want to hide at all.
"Bang bang bang bang bang!"
A series of dull blows sounded, and those anti-riot sticks hit Ye Fan firmly.
But he seemed to be fine, as if he had just been bitten by a mosquito.
On the contrary, the instructors felt an overwhelming counter-shock force coming from the anti-riot stick, which cracked the jaws and almost lost their grip on the anti-riot stick.
Just when everyone was horrified, Ye Fan suddenly grinned, showing a smile like Shura Demon King, and said slowly:
"Now that you have taken action, it is my turn next! None of you can escape!"