Underworld Pass

Ye Fan indifferently watched Ning Ziyu tell the whole story of the whole incident, and once again cried to many netizens in the entire live broadcast room. After listening, he took over the camera and pointed the video screen at himself.

Looking at the barrages of redress for Ning Ziyu's sister, or calling her sister, Ye Fan knew that no matter if it was a newcomer or an old man who had been guarding the live broadcast room, they had roughly understood the whole story.

"Redressing grievances, if you just let Ning Ziyu do it, it is actually okay, but one thing I want to tell everyone is that there is a very strong expert guarding that Zhang Xun. The expert I am talking about may be known in everyone's heart. How powerful it would be to make a guy like Ning Ziyu who can't get close to the resentful soul, and even almost perished."

Ye Fan didn't mention Master Jia's name, instead he made a fool of himself, and for a while all kinds of barrages of seeking who the master was was also flying up.

"As for who it is, I'll just give you a reminder. That person is also extremely famous in Linhai City. Moreover, the most important thing is that this person also has information on Qiandu."

Speaking of which, Ye Fan didn't open his mouth. It's fine to say half of some things, as long as the curiosity of these guys is aroused.

"Jia Renyi, or Cheng Gang?"

Many netizens in Linhai City quickly announced the background of the two masters of metaphysics, and all kinds of comments suddenly appeared like a frying pan.

Some said it was Jia Renyi, while others said it was Cheng Gang.

But at this moment, after throwing ten planes, a local tyrant calmly typed a few words: "Jia Renyi often walks with Zhang Xun, I know this."

"Surprised local tyrant 666—"

"Do the local tyrants still have leg hair? Give me one—"

"I want to give birth to a monkey for you, a local tyrant—"

When the local tycoon reported Jia Renyi's name, many people expressed their astonishment, and some even went to Qiandu to search for Jia Renyi's information.

And when some information about Jia Renyi was found, it was flooded in the barrage, and many people felt that it was even less likely that Ye Fan directed and acted this matter. That Master Jia Renyi is also a registered master of metaphysics. He is a celebrity, who dares to make fun of celebrities.

What's more, it still involves human life, not to mention a small anchor like Ye Fan, even some arrogant and domineering rich second generations would not dare to play like that.

Who doesn't know, although people are abandoning, abandoning or even spurning superstitious feudalism these days, in private, this kind of thing is most popular in the circle of the rich and powerful, but they don't know that someone looks at a cemetery to find a master, and the price is 200 million at a time, which is terrible and strange.

At the same time, it also indirectly explained how popular those so-called masters of metaphysics were in that circle.

"Hehe, it looks like everyone knows who it is, so it's easy to handle. Now, I won't reveal what I'm going to do next, but I'm going to meet someone next time. Of course, don't be surprised after meeting. After all, in your eyes, maybe all of this is just a drama directed and acted by me, Ye Fan."

"But no matter what, this is considered a success for me. Didn't you see that the number of people in our live broadcast room has already exceeded one million. I am satisfied that a small anchor like me can achieve such results!"

"It is said that barefoot people are not afraid of those who wear shoes, and this Ning Ziyu has been subdued by me. I will help my subordinates to avenge their hatred and uphold justice. This should be true."

"In that case, then—"

Just when Ye Fan was about to continue talking, Ning Ziyu's face suddenly turned ferocious. That terrifying appearance was really like that of Sadako in the movie or the terrifying Kayako. It stunned many people in the live broadcast room, and their little hearts almost stopped beating.

All kinds of fear-filled bullet screens swiped the screen again.

"It's terrible, what's wrong with the girl!"

"If you say you will change your face, then you will change your face. My heart is almost at a standstill. It's so scary——"

"I really believe it now, this, this is definitely a ghost——"

"Mommy—"

"I'm already on my knees, anchor, I don't dare to open my eyes anymore, damn it, the key is that the lights in my room are not turned on."

"I'm even worse, I've peed—"

……

Ok?
Seeing Ning Ziyu's sudden change of face, Ye Fan couldn't help turning his head. Seeing this, good guy, an acquaintance is here.

The person who came was none other than Brother Long, but Brother Long did not come alone. Behind him were at least thirty or so gangsters, carrying iron rods, baseball bats and some knives wrapped in newspapers.

"Ye Fan, are you trying to save face, or are you shameless? You are still playing so big, and the number of people in the live broadcast room exceeds one million."

Brother Long came to Ye Fan's neighborhood, lit a cigarette, and then said with a half-smile.

"Alright."

After seeing Brother Long, Ye Fan was not nervous at all. How can I say that he also has Ning Ziyu and the starving ghost beside him, and there is also a potential Iron Man. Although he is a bit pusty, which makes Ye Fan very unhappy, but it is undeniable that if Ye Fan ordered it, the combat effectiveness of this guy will definitely be amazing.

Little do they know that Iron Man is a fierce man who can fight the US team for dozens of rounds even without armor.

"Ah--"

Hearing Ye Fan's answer, Brother Long laughed angrily, and said, "You guys are getting more and more interesting. Some people believe in feudal superstitions, and some people read them. This really surprises me. Ye Fan, it's amazing that you can do this, really."

Ye Fan looked at Brother Long's thumbs up strangely, although he didn't know what kind of medicine the man behind Brother Long was selling in his gourd.

But after this period of experience, Ye Fan, who was originally just an ordinary person, even a bit of a dick, is more or less mature, especially when facing Brother Long, he will not be afraid at all.

In other words, Brother Long was also the one he used as a gunman once, and Ye Fan was looking forward to whether the starving ghost would be able to get on him later.

"Turn off the live broadcast, after all, it won't look good to make a fuss about what will happen later."

Seeing that Ye Fan was just looking at him without speaking, Brother Long smiled casually.

"Not off."

Ye Fan grinned and said, "That Sun sent you here?"

"Oh?"

Brother Long, who suddenly heard this, was taken aback for a moment, then looked at Ye Fan in surprise, and said in surprise, "Are you talking to me?"

"Ah."

Ye Fan readily admitted.

It's just that many people who watched the live broadcast were a little confused at this time. What's going on, many people said they didn't understand it.

But some people have already understood it, but they are also curious about how Ye Fan will deal with this matter next.

After all, the live broadcast camera was not aimed at Ning Ziyu who had changed his face at this time, but aimed at the weapons in the hands of many gangsters at this time. They were a group, and even a vicious tiger couldn't hold back a group of wolves, not to mention Ye Fan's physique was even worse.

But no one believes that Ye Fan can fight against this group of people, because that is simply looking for abuse, looking for death.

"Interesting and interesting, well, since you want to know, then I'll tell you."

Brother Long's words made Ye Fan a little surprised, this guy is so confident?
"Because it's not a bad thing to talk to someone who will keep their mouths shut all their lives. Oh, by the way, it doesn't matter if you don't turn off the live broadcast, just let them be a witness."

Brother Long chuckled and said, "Wrap up first."

"Fuck, is this guy trying to kill the anchor?"

"Shut up, anchor, this is fatal, anchor, run—"

"The anchor, don't pretend at this time, run quickly, my buddy pretends every day, the grass on the grave is already ten feet high now."

The audience on the barrage had already understood, how could Brother Long tell the truth, this was simply the rhythm of surrounding Ye Fan, closing the door and letting the dogs go, killing Ye Fan.

It's just that what made the audience in the live broadcast room feel confused was that Ye Fan didn't move at all at this time, as if he had been frightened stupid.

"The anchor is dead, something is burning paper."

"The anchor has finally fulfilled his destiny. He can live together with the resentful girl and become a pair of desperate mandarin ducks."

"The anchor's wish has been fulfilled."

"Run, anchor!"

"Run, uncle, why are you pretending at this time!"

All kinds of comments in the barrage are wonderful, popping up from time to time, occupying the entire screen, passing by wave after wave from right to left.

It's just that Ye Fan didn't seem to be able to see it at this time. Instead, he looked at Brother Long in front of him, grinned suddenly, and said: "There are so many people, you think highly of me, but is it useful?"

"Do you still want to play with the upper body of a ghost?"

Brother Long tilted his head and looked at Ye Fan, and immediately explained what Ye Fan was thinking.

Ok?
Ye Fan, who heard what Long Ge said, was taken aback suddenly, feeling a little uneasy in his heart.

"I knew you would still play this trick. Am I not prepared? Brothers, take off your clothes!"

Brother Long laughed, and along the way he spat out a mouthful of white smoke.

hey-hey--

At this time, the group of gangsters tore off the thin T-shirts one by one, showing their strong bodies, but on their bodies, strange patterns painted with red cinnabar appeared instantly, and Ye Fan seemed to understand something when he saw this.

Is this the biggest reliance of this Brother Long? The ghost symbols on these guys are obviously to prevent being caught by ghosts.

"Fuck, I've learned a lot, is this a Taoist duel? Why do I feel like I'm watching ghosts fighting ghosts in hardcover?"

"It's such a familiar plot. If it's true, I can only pray that the host doesn't die too quickly. If it's fake, then this game is too fraudulent, and the host is too 666—"

"I really miss the days when Master Lin Zhengying was alive—"

"The same nostalgia--"

The barrage started to fly again. If Ye Fan was interested in watching the live barrage at this time, he would probably spit out a mouthful of old blood.

Brothers, we are dueling, do you want to play with feelings at this time, buddies are in danger now.

Ye Fan now understands what it means to watch the excitement and not be afraid of big things.