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    “Stop!”

    At this critical moment, a knife flew over. Ye Fan raised his hand and clapped it, and the flying knife immediately shattered.

    Song Chongchong took the opportunity to rush to Mark and shouted: “Stop! Do you know who Mr. Glinton is?”

    “He is the leader of San Francisco, the leader of the fanatics, and the representative of the alliance of local wealthy families. If you dare to kill him, you will definitely die badly.”

    “And not only will you die, Nangong Zhixia will also be implicated by you, and the Northern and Southern Martial Alliance and even the Chinese circle will be bloodbathed.”

    “It’s hard for us to gain a foothold here and gain the trust of foreigners. Your killing like this will destroy our hundreds of years of hard work.”

    Song Chongchong stared at Ye Fan sharply: “I will never allow you to do anything to Mr. Glinton!”

    Song Jingzhe also rushed over with a large number of people: “Chong Chong is right, this is not a place for you to act wild.”

    “You have killed enough people. If you kill Mr. Glinton again, the entire Chinese community will collapse because of you.”

    “When we are ostracized and killed, will you come out to protect us?”

    “If you are sensible, let Mr. Glinton go immediately, kneel down and kowtow to apologize, and then make up for it, so as not to implicate innocent people like us.”

    Song Jingzhe made his attitude clear to Ye Fan: “If you insist on having your own way, don’t blame us for being rude to you.”

    A group of Song family elites and Overlord Flower also took a few steps forward, with swords and guns pointing at Ye Fan.

    Glinton’s face was ashen, but when he saw this scene, his heart moved, and his morale became high again:

    “You killed so many people, including Uncle Lang, and almost killed me. I want to kneel down and kowtow to apologize, but there is no way.”

    “Tonight’s blood debt, I will not only make the Oriental boy repay, but I will also make your Chinese circle pay the price!”

    “If I don’t kill thousands of people to suppress your spirit, I’m afraid this will happen again tonight!”

    Glinton laughed wildly: “Just wait and tremble…”

    Song Jingzhe hurriedly responded: “Mr. Glinton, we don’t know this bastard. We even hate him. Don’t make us angry. You can deal with him if you want.”

    Song Chongchong shouted at Ye Fan: “You bastard, did you see that Mr. Glinton is angry? You have caused a big trouble, why don’t you kneel down and apologize?”

    Ye Fan was completely unafraid of the sword and gun pointed at him, he just glanced at the number of people and faces, and then said calmly:

    “When Glinton and the others attacked me, you stood by and watched. Now that I have the upper hand to attack him, you jump out?”

    There was a hint of teasing in the corner of Ye Fan’s mouth: “Don’t you think you are too double-standard and too weak-minded?”

    Song Chongchong shouted subconsciously: “That’s different!”

    Song Jingzhe turned to Nangong Zhixia and shouted: “Zhixia, why don’t you come over and persuade this young boy? Is he capable of killing Mr. Glinton?”

    Nangong Zhixia came in style, and then whispered to Mark: “Don’t talk about Clinton, even Clinton, I will support the master unconditionally.”

    Song Jingzhe almost vomited blood: “You!”

    Glinton laughed angrily: “This bastard is still so arrogant. If you don’t kill him, I will kill you all!”

    Song Chongchong responded hastily: “Mr. Glinton, you witnessed the whole process. We are not on the same side as him. We even regard him as an enemy.”

    Glinton snorted loudly: “If a person is bitten by a venomous snake, if he sees a venomous snake again, no matter whether it is venomous or not, he will be beaten to death.”

    Song Jingzhe exhaled a long breath: “Boy, Mr. Glinton is really angry, please let him go.”

    “Otherwise, because you cause conflicts between Western nobles and Chinese people, you will be the sinner of all Chinese people.”

    Song Jingzhe’s voice was sharp: “You will be etched on the pillar of shame forever!”

    Nangong Zhixia leaned on Ye Fan and stared at Song Jingzhe, then there was a hint of joking on his face:

    “I kind of don’t understand. Every time there is a conflict between the two sides, no matter whether it is right or wrong, the Chinese are required to bow their heads and be their grandchildren, instead of the foreigners settling the matter?”

    “I still don’t understand. Glinton is now meat on my master’s chopping board. Why don’t you persuade Glinton to give in and instead threaten my master?”

    Nangong Zhixia looked at Song Jingzhe and asked, “Are you born to be baseless and afraid of foreigners?”

    Song Jingzhe’s face suddenly turned ugly: “Zhixia, you bastard is ignorant, and you are also ignorant? This is the territory of the West, and we can only tolerate it if we live under someone else’s roof…”

    Nangong Zhixia responded calmly: “Being under someone’s roof does not mean kneeling down to beg for food.”

    “Our illiterate predecessors were able to conquer Chinatowns with their fists under such difficult circumstances, but we modernized people have to kneel down and beg for food?”

    “I’m telling you, Song Jingzhe, you won’t gain dignity or benefit by kneeling down. No master will take a dog seriously.”

    “Only by standing up, showing your strength with your fists, and showing value, can you eat meat and gain respect.”

    Nangong Zhixia was heart-wrenching: “This is also the difference between you and Mr. Ye.”

    Song Jingzhe’s face turned cold: “Zhixia, it’s not your turn to teach me yet, and I’m not interested in hearing what you said.”

    “I only care about my own interests and benefits. If he hurts Mr. Glinton, it will harm my interests. Then I will never allow him to mess around.”

    Song Jingzhe pointed at Ye Fan: “Boy, let me go immediately!”

    Song Chongchong also took a step forward and pointed his gun at Ye Fan: “Yes, let Mr. Glinton go.”

    Nangong Zhixia sighed quietly when he saw this. He thought that Song Jingzhe had helped him, so he gave him a chance to wake up, but he didn’t expect to cherish it.

    At the same time, she compared Song Jingzhe with Ye Fan, and she liked Ye Fan even more for his youthfulness and frivolousness.

    Glinton showed a proud smile: “Boy, why don’t you let me go quickly? If you touch me, not only will the forces behind me kill you, but the Song family will also kill you!”

    Ye Fan smiled: “Let you go? You’re thinking too much…”

    He has learned Mia’s lesson and will not let Glinton go back alive, otherwise Glinton will do something big to him like Mia.

    He didn’t want to deal with the torrent of steel every day.

    “Let them go!”

    Song Jingzhe shouted again: “Otherwise we will shoot you to death.”

    Song Chongchong and dozens of Song family elites clicked the bolts of their guns and loaded them.

    Killing intent permeates the air!

    “You bastard, why don’t you let me go?”

    Glinton suppressed the pain, with a look of morbid madness on his face: “Are you going to bear the anger of my anger?”

    “I’m telling you, if you touch me, you and Nangong Zhixia will definitely die, and Beiwumeng and the Xuanyuan family will disappear with a bang.”

    Glinton also lay on the ground with his feet in the air, and smiled evilly at Mark: “If you don’t believe me, try touching me…”

    Glinton was suppressed by Ye Fan all night, and now he is about to get out and vent his emotions.

    At this time, Song Jingzhe pointed her finger at Ye Fan and said angrily: “Let him go immediately!”

    Ye Fan’s cell phone vibrated in his arms. He knew that the scene was surrounded, so he looked at Song Jingzhe and the others: “You have made a mistake!”

    Song Chongchong’s eyes were as sharp as knives: “What did you do wrong?”

    “Glinton’s life or death doesn’t count according to Glinton’s own words, it doesn’t matter what you said, and it doesn’t matter what Song Jingzhe said.”

    Mark’s voice was cold: “I, Mark, have the final say!”

    “Glinton!”

    “Heinous crime!”

    “Death!”

    The next second, Ye Fan dropped his foot and crushed Glinton’s head.

    With a bang, Glinton’s head collapsed, his orifices were bleeding, and he died with his eyes open…

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