Looking at Ye Fan, who was wearing golden armor and shining brightly in front of him, this word emerged subconsciously in the mind of the scar-faced man.
A desperado like him who licks blood from his knife has never believed in any gods or Buddhas!
If there really are any gods and demons in this world, then the crimes he committed alone are enough to send him to the eighteenth level of hell, and he will never be reincarnated!
However, at this moment, looking at Ye Fan who looked like a god in front of him, the scar-faced man felt a deep trembling deep in his soul, and even had a feeling of worship.
That kind of spiritual shock made him tremble, tremble, and lose all his courage, as if he was an ant-like existence, and Ye Fan could crush him to death with just a move of his little finger.
The scarred man almost exhausted all his strength and opened his mouth to ask for mercy.
But at this time, Ye Fan's sharp gaze came towards him. Against the backdrop of the golden armor, he really looked like a god walking in the world.
"Kneel down!"
Suddenly, Ye Fan's tongue exploded with spring thunder, and his voice exploded in the scar-faced man's ears like a thunderbolt. An aura as lofty as heaven came overwhelmingly toward the scar-faced man's body.
Although he tried his best to resist, Ye Fan's words seemed to have an irresistible will, forcing him to obey.
"thump!"
The next moment, the scarred man's knees hit the hard and cold ground, his spine bent forward, and his head seemed to be pinned to the ground by a big invisible hand, unable to move at all.
Due to extreme fear, the scarred man's facial features were twisted together, making him extremely ferocious.
He had never seen or heard of such a shocking situation before!
On the other side, although Ye Fan remained calm and calm on the surface, he was also shocked by the power of the "Golden Light Divine Armor" in his heart.
In fact, at first, when the scar-faced man took out the Browning pistol, Ye Fan subconsciously felt fear.
But then he thought about it and realized that he was no longer an ordinary person, but a true immortal cultivator.
Stepping on the lotus and dragging the waves wash away the bones of the sword, and using the virtual wind to shape the holy soul!
The fierce battle between him and Sato Kojiro in the underground arena caused destructive power almost equivalent to that of a mechanized armored company!
If the scar-faced man got a rocket launcher, Ye Fan would definitely turn around and run away, but now a mere pocket pistol, how could it threaten him?
Mr. Wei even said that with this Xuanwu power combined with the magical power of the "Golden Light Divine Armor", even a full blow from a ninth-grade peak warrior would not cause any harm to him.
That's why Ye Fan was so confident that he even dared to threaten to stand still and take bullets with his body!
However, even Ye Fan did not expect that this golden light armor would be so extraordinary and come with the buff of "gods descend to earth"!
If this were in ancient times, just based on this appearance, Ye Fan would probably be regarded as the reincarnation of a living Buddha, a god would appear, and a statue might even be carved in his likeness and worshiped for thousands of years!
However, as Mr. Wei said, wanting to use this "Golden Light Divine Armor" really consumes too much internal energy in the Dantian.
Now it only lasted for less than half a minute, and Ye Fan felt that most of his inner energy had been consumed.
However, the scar-faced man was frightened out of his mind and posed no threat, so he simply gave up this magical power.
…
The next moment, the golden light on Ye Fan immediately dissipated, and the alley returned to normal.
The big man with the scarred face felt his body light up, and the invisible pressure like a mountain disappeared, and he regained control of his body.
Immediately afterwards, he slowly straightened up and looked at Ye Fan, who was a few meters away in front of him. His eyes were full of panic, fear, and shock, but more importantly, he was in awe!
Suddenly, he seemed to have thought of something, and he kowtowed to Ye Fan. His head hit the ground with a bang, and soon there were blood stains, but he was completely unaware of it. He kowtowed and begged for mercy:
"Sir... Sir, it's the little one's fault! Please, sir, if you have a lot, just treat the little one like a fart! If you kill the little one, it will only dirty your hands..."
For a moment, the scarred man was crying with snot and tears.
If the gangsters in the underground world of Suzhou and Hangzhou saw that Brother Dao Scar, who was always known for his ruthlessness, could be so cowardly, they would probably be extremely shocked.
But at this moment, Ye Fan was like a god-like existence in the heart of the scar-faced man, and he couldn't even feel the slightest bit of resistance.
"Haha... weren't you very arrogant just now? You want to cut off my limbs and make me have no descendants?" Ye Fan said coldly.
Feeling the harshness in the tone, the scarred man trembled all over and was frightened out of his wits.
"It's not impossible for me to let you go! But you have to promise me three things!" Ye Fan said coldly.
"Sir, let alone three pieces, even thirty pieces, three hundred pieces, no problem!" The scar-faced man said repeatedly when he heard that there was still a chance of survival.
"First, from today on, you must change your mind and be a new person! If I know that you dare to help the tyrants and commit any evil deeds, I will never tolerate it! Second, if these two men of yours are still alive, you are responsible for ending the situation.
Work, get them both out!"
Having said this, Ye Fan paused again, looked down at the scarred man kneeling in front of him, and continued:
"Third, why did Hua Yingjie ask you to deal with me? How are you going to deal with him now! Tooth for tooth, blood for blood!"
Ye Fan is not a person who "repays evil with kindness". What he believes in is - if people respect me one foot, I will respect others one foot! If someone destroys me by one drop, I will take away three fights from them!
If he was just an ordinary person, I am afraid that his limbs and roots would have been broken by now, and he would be reduced to a useless person!
And Hua Yingjie, the mastermind behind the scenes, will be at large and continue to do whatever he wants.
But now, Ye Fan is no longer the boy who was bullied at will!
The hidden dragon will one day soar into the abyss and soar up to 90,000 miles!
…
On the other side, after hearing Mark's words, the scarred man nodded quickly and said: "Sir, don't worry, I promise to let that kid have a taste of my power!"
In fact, even if Mark didn't give orders, this scarred man would still be ready to vent his anger on Hua Yingjie.
In his mind, the reason why he ended up where he was now, with his right and left arms being disabled, was all because of Hua Yingjie's wrong intelligence. How could he be easily bypassed?
"get out!"
At this moment, Ye Fan spit out two words through his teeth, and then walked towards his home without looking back.
After hearing this, the scar-faced man felt like he was being pardoned. It wasn't until Ye Fan's figure completely disappeared from his sight that he dared to straighten up, wiped the blood on his forehead, and glanced at the unconscious Da Wu and Xiao Wu.
, and then walked out of the alley with murderous intent.
Five minutes later, he walked to the Santana on the side of the road.
When Hua Yingjie saw this, he immediately got out of the car. Just as he was about to ask about the situation, he saw the embarrassed look of the scar-faced man. His expression changed involuntarily and he exclaimed:
"Eh? Brother Scar, what's going on? Why is there so much blood on your forehead? And... where are your two men? How is the matter going? Why wasn't that boy Ye Fan brought?
I can’t wait to see him beaten like a dead dog——”
"Snapped!"
Before Hua Yingjie could finish his sentence, he received a powerful and heavy slap in response.
The scar-faced man was angry and contained all his anger in this slap.
Hua Yingjie was whipped backwards, and a bloody tooth flew out of his mouth, drawing a parabola in mid-air.
The next moment, intense pain came. Hua Yingjie covered half of his face, looked at the scarred man in disbelief, and yelled crazily: "Brother Scar, you are crazy, why are you hitting me?"
"Jiejiejie..."
At this time, the scar-faced man let out a strange laugh, and the scars covering most of his face were like centipedes, extremely ferocious.
"Hua Yingjie, you still have the nerve to ask me why I beat you! It's all because of you. My two brothers are now dead. I will settle this debt with you now!"
As he spoke, the scarred man suddenly stretched out his legs and stepped on the joints of Hua Yingjie's limbs like lightning.
"Click!" "Click!" "Click!" "Click!"
Four sounds of broken bones sounded almost simultaneously.
"Ahhhh..."
Hua Yingjie's whole body twitched in pain and let out a heart-rending cry.
At this time, a fierce look flashed in the scarred man's eyes, and he suddenly raised his foot and stepped hard on Hua Yingjie's crotch.
"boom!"
A dull sound came, and Hua Yingjie's crotch was covered in blood and flesh. Then his head tilted and he passed out completely.