Underworld Pass

Zhou Houzi, who was possessed by the starving ghost, was like a divine help at this time. Whether it was running speed or fighting ability, it had reached a point of despair.

Even if he has been hit with countless sticks, this guy still gnaws on people, oh no, it should be licked, because this guy wants to lick to a new height, and it seems that Zhou Houzi has a unique preference for cinnabar, and he has already liked that taste.

"Fuck you, damn Monkey Zhou—"

"You kid is disgusting to me, bastard, I really want to kill you!"

"Who will save me, pull him away quickly, it's disgusting——"

"Get out, Zhou Houzi, I beg you, don't pester me here, can't I take it, brother—"

"Don't lick your uncle's, it's too bad, I wonder if I'm gay now, your uncle—"

This week, the monkey caught a lick, and he didn't care about the fights of many gangsters behind him. This guy's strength was inexplicably strong, and no one could pull him away, and the guy who was licked was already desperate and tearful.

Because Zhou Houzi's actions here also won Ye Fan a lot of opportunities, at least he won't look so embarrassed when being chased by so many people.

Although the live broadcast is still going on, and the gifts are flying up, Ye Fan doesn't have the heart to pay attention to that at this time. He is now focused on avoiding the knives waved by the gangsters behind him. If the thing really touches it, it will be fatal.

Although he has ten years of skill now, and he can even fight several times by himself, there are about twenty people behind him. If there were not Zhou Monkey pestering the other seven or eight people, I am afraid that the current Ye Fan would have been surrounded and killed by these guys.

Fortunately, the blessing of ten years of skill made his running speed much faster, and even Ye Fan didn't feel tired after running for so long.

"Master Stark, possessed, come and help me, I'm going to die, don't even think about it!"

Ye Fan yelled at Stark who was standing on one side for a while and didn't know what to do. It was just letting the starving ghost pester seven or eight people alone, which relieved him a lot of pressure, but Stark didn't even do a shit on the side. What's the use of him.

Brother, no matter how you say it, you are a one-in-a-million Iron Man, please give me some strength.

Following Ye Fan's call, Stark, who was a little dazed, froze for a moment, but Stark is Stark, whether in movies or novels and comics, his cunning, his intelligence, and his profound insight are really beyond the reach of ordinary people.

Otherwise, it would be impossible for him to become the protagonist again and again, even in many major events, he could still play an unimaginable role for ordinary people.

After all, Stark, as Iron Man, and Captain America and other rare existences that are not superhuman, can still live like a fish in water in the extremely perverted world of American comics, like a god's help.

If there are not many brushes, then such a guy should have been eliminated long ago.

"Well, although I haven't tried it, I will do it after all. After all, I don't want to lose my soul."

Although Stark was very reluctant, not to mention that he didn't have the steel armor he was familiar with now, but seeing Ye Fan's situation at this time was really worrying, so he was still going to help Ye Fan.

After randomly looking for a guy who seemed to be stronger among the gangsters, Stark imitated the starving ghost at the beginning, put his hands on the shoulders of the guy, and slammed into it, and then his figure instantly disappeared between the sky and the earth.

"Wow - this feels really good. Although it's inconvenient without Jarvis, this feeling is really not bad."

Stark, who was trying to possess for the first time, waved his fist excitedly, and accidentally beat up the gangster who was chasing Ye Fan. The gangster looked at the man Stark was possessing at this time with a dazed expression and said in amazement: "Why did you beat me!"

"Whoa man, sorry sorry, one-off, one-off."

Stark smiled hesitantly, the man was stunned for a moment, didn't say anything, and then went to chase Ye Fan again, but before he ran, he suddenly felt a pain in the back of his head, he turned his head in amazement and looked at Stark who was carrying a brick, and said in surprise, "You, you fucked me—"

Before he could finish his sentence, the gangster felt his eyes go dark, and he was hit by another brick on his forehead. Then he couldn't bear the consequences of the concussion, and he passed out on the ground.

For what he did, Stark didn't feel anything. His method against the enemy was very simple, that is, to use whatever means he could.

This scene naturally fell into Ye Fan's eyes, he couldn't help but smile, it really worked.

However, Brother Long, who also noticed this scene, frowned slightly, smiled contemptuously, and said, "It seems that there are more than one of them, I really don't know where you got so much yang energy to feed them, but so what, hehe—"

He casually pulled out a stretchable three-section whip from his back, snorted coldly, and cursed loudly: "I've been raising you bastards for so long, this is your efficiency, can't you even do such a small thing?"

Upon hearing Brother Long's reprimand, the gangsters were taken aback at first, and then their faces turned black.

Especially those gangsters who were still entangled by Zhou Houzi at this time, their faces were even more ugly. This damn, so many people can't even handle it with Ye Fan alone.

"Brothers, do something and show Brother Long, we are not useless!"

"In that case, let's chop him up!"

For a moment, the gangster's passion was mobilized, and Ye Fan, who was running for his life, glared viciously at Brother Long who was smiling and looking at him at the moment, wait, bastard, after passing this level, let's play slowly!
In other words, the current Ye Fan is also the King of Yama. Although he has just started and is still a little shivering, but as a King of Yama, being played by a guy who doesn't know the details like this, how can Ye Fan swallow this breath.

It's a fool not to take revenge, obviously, Ye Fan is very smart!
"The anchor reports the address, I'll call the police for you—"

"The address of the anchor bulletin, damn it, you're going to be hacked to death, I'm also a bastard anyway, the knife was overkill, damn it, this is not acting at all!"

"Address—"

For a while, the number of people in the entire live broadcast room has exceeded 200 million. It was the first time for many people to see a scene where a person was being chased by more than [-] gangsters with knives. They were a little confused for a while, but they were more excited.

There are quite a few people with a conscience. When someone posted a bullet screen asking the anchor to report the address to help the police, more and more bullet screens followed, occupying the entire screen in an instant.

But at this time, Ye Fan was only focused on running for his life, and didn't notice this scene. If he did, he might be touched by someone else. In fact, netizens are still very cute.

"Ye, don't run away if you have the guts—"

"If I run away, you are my grandson, if I run away, I am your grandfather!"

Ye Fan turned around and spit at the gangster who was about to catch up with him. Not to mention, this sip was really accurate, and he sprayed that guy all over the face.

"Wow, I hacked you to death—"

The man was about to slash at him with a knife, but at this moment, he suddenly felt dark in front of him, and the startled gangster yelled, but it was too late, when a bright red brick hit his face fiercely, he finally saw who the person who used the brick was.

"Brother Li, you damned hit the wrong person!"

The gangster yelled, but the bridge of his nose was smashed. Brother Li was not light this time. This was a ruthless attack. He squatted on the ground in pain, holding his nose and howling in pain.

"I'll go, buddy, why is it you, I think it's Ye Fan!"

Stark, who was attached to Li Ge, screamed, with an apologetic expression on his face, and the words he said made the gangster think that Li Ge had really admitted the wrong person. After all, it was dark, so it was normal that he couldn't see clearly.

Just when he raised his head and was about to tell Li Ge that it was okay, who knew that Li Ge threw another brick, and this time it hit him directly on the forehead.

By the time he passed out, the gangster couldn't figure it out. Didn't Nima know that he smashed it wrong?

"Nice job!"

Ye Fan laughed at Li Ge, who was possessed by Stark, and there were no fewer than five or six gangsters who were knocked down by Stark one after another just because of this short effort.

These gangsters are not stupid, they have already seen the trickiness of the matter, Zhou Houzi and Li Ge have been isolated for a while.

But fortunately, Zhou Houzi has successfully completed his task, and successfully licked to a new height. Basically, these guys have been patronized by him once, leaving more or less his saliva on his body.

"Have you had enough?"

Brother Long also walked over slowly at this time, and didn't care at all about the few gangsters killed by Ye Fan.

If Ye Fan didn't have any real skills, he wouldn't be interested in coming over to deal with him himself.

"almost."

Ye Fan took a deep breath, and said: "Sun, you can't kill me today, but I will definitely want you to look good in the future!"

In fact, Ye Fan really wanted to tell Brother Long, I'm going to kill you next time, but it's a live broadcast after all, and it would definitely not have a good impact if it was said openly.

Licking the corner of his lips, Long Ge smiled and said, "It all depends on whether you can survive tonight."

Ye Fan, who had already stood still, saw Ning Ziyu, who was not far behind Brother Long, who was bounced back and injured at first, and who had recovered at this time, had slowly floated behind Brother Long. Ye Fan smiled, and he just said: "Really!"