"I remember what I said before I left, I asked you to kill these people."
Ye Fan glanced at the fifteen members of the team coldly.
"Sir, you are used to being pampered in Guangming Pavilion. You probably don't know what human life is. This murder is not something you just want to kill."
Wei Jun said coolly, as if he no longer wanted to maintain the superficial politeness with Mark.
Ye Fan approached Wei Jun, pulled out his knife from his waist, and laid it in front of him.
"Kill if you are told. There is so much nonsense. Is it possible that you don't dare?"
Ye Fan's words immediately annoyed Wei Jun.
"So what if I just don't dare. Human life is at stake. Could it be that you dare to kill him?"
Wei Jun said to Ye Fan angrily.
"Now that I think about human life at stake, when the evil monks massacred the light monks, why didn't you think of this sentence?"
Ye Fan said coldly.
"As for whether I dare to kill..."
Ye Fan held the knife he pulled out from Wei Jun's waist, took two steps back and came to one of the spies.
He raised the knife and dropped it. When the spy's head fell to the ground, there was still an unbelievable light in his eyes.
The blood spattered far away, and even Wei Jun's face was stained with some blood.
Ye Fan held the bloody knife in his hand and showed a cold smile towards Wei Jun.
"Do you think I dare to kill?"
The people in the team were looking at Ye Fan now, as if they were looking at a demon coming out of hell.
How could someone kill someone so lightly?
"Come one by one, everyone has to kill someone."
Ye Fan threw Wei Jun's knife on the ground, took out a handkerchief from the ring, and wiped his hands.
"Madman, you are a madman!"
Wei Jun looked at Ye Fan and shouted.
Ye Fan glanced at him.
"Yes, I am a madman."
He has always been a lunatic in the eyes of others, so he never cares about what others think.
"I, I want to go back!"
A timid monk in the team ran towards the Qinglong Military Camp, but before he could even take two steps, he was blocked by Ye Fan.
"If you don't kill someone today, no one will be able to leave!"
I don’t know if Qinglong did it intentionally, but no one in the team that Ye Fan brought out today had ever seen blood.
If it were another team, they might not have such a big reaction to Ye Fan's actions.
But for this brand new team that had never been on the battlefield, Ye Fan's behavior was simply the work of a madman.
Wei Jun gritted his teeth, picked up the knife from the ground, and rushed towards Ye Fan.
Ye Fan easily dodged Wei Jun's attack.
"What? Instead of killing the evil sect's people, you came to kill me instead?"
He clamped Wei Jun's knife with only two fingers.
No matter how hard Wei Jun tried, the blade could not get any closer to Ye Fan.
"I thought you, the squad leader, were pretty good."
Ye Fan looked at Wei Jun with some disgust.
"The sword is slow and weak. It seems that you haven't practiced well. I don't know how you got the position of captain."
Wei Jun looked at Ye Fan in disbelief and wanted to take his knife out of Ye Fan's hand.
But Ye Fan clamped the blade of his knife firmly with two fingers, so that he could neither get closer to Ye Fan nor pull out the knife.
He simply let go of his hand and took another knife from the team member.
"I still don't believe it. I can't beat you, a spoiled young man!"
Wei Jun spit on his hand twice and looked at Mark.