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    “Then what?”

    Three simple words once again made everyone in the audience, Xiao Jing, look at Ye Fan dumbfounded.

    They have seen arrogant people, but they have never seen such an arrogant guy.

    Ye Fan’s attitude was very obvious, and it was clear that the one who could do it was Karl, so no matter how he awakened his identity, Ye Fan would still beat him.

    Dongfang Yan bit her lips tightly, she was very angry but finally endured it, after all, she couldn’t beat Mark now.

    Karl roared: “You bastard, you dare to hit me and cut off my hand. If I don’t kill you, I will be like a son of a bitch.”

    He shouted to his friends on the ground: “Call someone!”

    A group of injured companions endured the pain and took out their mobile phones to call for help.

    Dongfang Yan also helped Carl while gritting her teeth at Ye Fan: “You are finished, you have broken the sky.”

    “It seems the lesson is not enough——”

    At this moment, Mark kicked all Karl’s accomplices who had gotten up again, and then walked towards Karl who spit out a mouthful of blood.

    There is no doubt that he will take action against Karl.

    Dongfang Yan shouted angrily: “What else are you going to do to Master Carl?”

    Ye Fan slapped Dongfang Yan on the face: “Get out!”

    Dongfang Yan screamed and fell straight out, her hair disheveled and her cheeks red and swollen.

    She looked at Mark in disbelief: “You hit a woman?”

    Ye Fan didn’t talk nonsense, kicked her away, then walked up to Karl and said softly:

    “Rebellious, I like it.”

    Ye Fan said softly: “Then let me see whether your bones are stronger or my fist is stronger.”

    Karl shouted angrily: “What are you going to do?”

    Ye Fan smiled: “Of course I’ll break your other hand…”

    “Right here!”

    Just when Ye Fan was about to take action, another group of people came from the front, reinforcements brought in by Karl.

    A dozen male and female bodyguards surrounded a leather-clad woman.

    The woman in leather clothes has a delicate appearance, a tall nose, very exotic style, and a large upper body. She is dressed in green and full of charm.

    Aya whispered: “Karl’s sister, Oris.”

    Ye Fan smiled: “Why not call him Ultraman?”

    Aya smiled bitterly: “Don’t underestimate the enemy. Oris has a military background and a martial arts background. She can be regarded as a hero among women.”

    Ye Fan nodded lightly: “It’s true that the tree wants to be quiet but the wind doesn’t stop.”

    Aya whispered: “I’ll call Madam and ask her to deal with it, otherwise things will be difficult to resolve tonight.”

    Before Ye Fan could respond, the woman in leather clothes shouted in anger: “Who bullied my brother?”

    Seeing the woman in leather clothes appear, Carl suddenly felt aggrieved and shouted to her:

    “Sister, this guy killed my dog, injured all my brothers, slapped me, and even broke one of my hands.”

    “He is still thinking of destroying my other hand. Please help me get justice. Twist all his hands and feet, and then feed it to the dogs.”

    “Boy, you are finished. If you dare to bully me, my sister will kill you.”

    He pointed at Ye Fan with his other hand and shouted, “It’s over.”

    His tone was both angry and proud.

    “You’re the one challenging my brother?”

    Olis looked at Ye Fan, stunned for a moment, and then her eyes revealed a sarcastic look: “Come here, kneel down, and die.”

    Ye Fan looks like an ordinary person, and he is also an Oriental boy. He is completely a soft persimmon who can be stepped on casually.

    “It seems you are really ungrateful.”

    Ye Fan shook his head: “You are so arrogant and rude, you are just like the same guy.”

    Before Ye Fan could say anything, Ollis stared at Ye Fan and raised her eyebrows: “You still dare to shout? You really don’t know how to live or die!”

    Karl yelled: “Boy, my sister asked you to come over and die, do you hear me?”

    A group of friends with bruises and swollen faces laughed triumphantly, their eyes showing the joy of revenge, as if they were sure that Ye Fan was going to die.

    Dongfang Yan was even more gloating, covering her pretty face and waiting for Ye Fan to be cut into pieces.

    At this time, Aya frowned and took a step forward: “Miss Olis, the matter is a bit different from what Master Karl said…”

    “Shut up! How can you have any say in my decision?”

    Before Aiya could finish her words, Olis’s face darkened, she moved her steps and slapped her away.

    The momentum is strong and sinking.

    She slapped Aiya in front of her so much that blood spurted out, flew five to six meters in the air, and fell to the ground, her face pale.

    Aya shouted angrily: “Miss Olis, why did you hit someone? Are you just ignoring the Boston family?”

    There was no fear on Olis’s face, but a hint of disdain for Aya:

    “What’s the matter with beating you? Our Corsi family has strong soldiers and great connections, but you are a Boston daughter with little gold, so I can beat you if I want.”

    “Besides, you were at the scene, watching my brother being beaten without stopping, and even begging the murderer for mercy. Shouldn’t you have beaten him?”

    “Don’t make me unwilling or angry. You are not qualified to grin in front of me.”

    Olis sneered: “If you keep talking to me, I will kill you too, and I also guarantee that Mrs. Asna will not dare to say a word.”

    Karl also shouted at the right time: “Everyone, get out of here, whoever dares to protect the Dongfang boy will die!”

    Aiya still wanted to speak, but Mark gently waved his hand to stop her.

    He looked at Oris and the others and said calmly: “It seems that this world is really about the jungle. If you don’t kill a few people a day, someone will always come to the door.”

    Ye Fan clasped his hands behind his back and walked step by step towards the Olis siblings, with cold eyes: “You are going to die, so let me help you…”

    “What, are you scared now? Are you asking for mercy?”

    Karl used his good hand to grab the gun from the bodyguard: “It’s too late!”

    “Kneel down, cut off your arms, call me grandpa three times, and I’ll give you a good time.”

    He laughed ferociously: “Otherwise, you will have your limbs broken by me, and then you will be thrown into a dog pen and fed to the dogs alive.”

    “Then let your horse come over here!”

    Ye Fan ignored the gun raised by the other party, sneered and moved forward slowly.

    Karl put his finger on the trigger and yelled with fierce eyes: “Are you looking for death?”

    The muzzle of the gun deflected, the trigger was pulled, and he shot Ye Fan in the thigh.

    “Bang!”

    The gunshots rang out harshly, and everyone’s nerves tensed subconsciously. They all secretly shouted that Ye Fan would be in bad luck today.

    Dongfang Yan was extremely excited, waiting for Ye Fan to scream, and then stepped on him with her high heels.

    “Careful!”

    When Ye Fan instinctively pulled Ye Fan to roll sideways, he saw that Ye Fan had already waved his left sleeve, turning it back and forth, as if he had never moved.

    However, there were no screams as everyone imagined. Karl and the others looked down and saw that Mark’s thigh was injured.

    “Guns are useless to me.”

    Ye Fan smiled, slowly opened his left hand, and there was a bullet in his palm.

    Fresh, piping hot, and with a hint of smoke.

    The whole audience was stunned.

    The arrogant Olis also trembled, looking at the warhead in Ye Fan’s palm in disbelief.

    Then she reacted quickly, and while blocking Karl, she gave an order: “Vasari, kill him!”

    Almost as soon as the voice fell, a woman with silver hair rushed out, like a tiger emerging from the mountain.

    She didn’t have any words, she just punched Mark with a shocking punch.

    His fists were roaring, full of intimidation, and he looked like he had been a boxer for many years.

    She wanted to kill as a warning and let everyone know:

    Anyone who offends Oris will die!

    Aiya couldn’t help shouting: “Young Master Ye, be careful!”

    Dongfang Yan and Karl all gloated and waited for Mark to be seriously injured.

    “Trash!”

    Unexpectedly, Ye Fan didn’t even raise his eyes, snorted coldly, and then punched out.

    The fist is like a mountain.

    In the horrified eyes of everyone, Ye Fan punched Vasari’s fist.

    “Boom!”

    The fists collided, and a muffled sound exploded.

    Ye Fan’s power came out of his body, Vasari fell and flew out, all the joints in his fists were broken, and his arms were twisted.

    Wasted!

    Dongfang Yan, Olis and others were all stunned…

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