Urban Madness

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Kneel down to greet? !

Hearing the words of the big man, Zhou Lao's face was suddenly ugly, as if he had eaten flies.

The master is like a dragon, don't be insulted!

He is also a martial arts master anyway, even in Hua's family, Hua Liancheng and him are peers, respecting him.

Only for others to kneel to him, where did he kneel before others?

Seeing him hesitating, the sturdy man glared with copper bell-like eyes and said viciously: "What? You don't want to kneel, do you look down on Master Sabah?"

As he said, the big man made a gesture to everyone around him.

"Kab! Kab! Kab..."

For a time, more than a dozen AK47s were aimed at the vital points of Zhou Lao's body.

Seeing this scene, Zhou Lao shivered subconsciously, his hairs erected, and he was chilling.

Lao Zhou never expected that these Siamese warlords could be so domineering!

From the beginning to the end, the young master Sabah always had an arrogant smile on his face. Although he didn't say a word, his actions were clearly instigated by him, and he wanted to give the Hua family a bit of prestige!

With more than a dozen AK47s pointed at his head, even if Mr. Zhou is a martial arts master, he was frightened.

You know, these guys in front of you are all murderers who do not blink.

At this moment, all of Zhou's pride and dignity were crushed to pieces, abandoning the strength of the martial arts master, his knees softened, and he fell to his knees with a "plop".

"a ha ha ha……"

Seeing the appearance of Zhou Lao bowing and kneeling, the young master Sabah took the lead in bursting out a wild laugh. A dozen generals around him also burst into laughter, still cursing and grinning:

"These Chinese people don't even have shoes for the young master!"

"What kind of shit, the Southern Guangdong Ship King, Master said, it's not that he obediently sent his daughter here!"

"Tsk tusk... this little beauty is delicate and tender, but the bones are too delicate, I don't know how to withstand the young master's several "charges"!"

...

Hearing these foul language, Hua Jieyu next to him turned pale with fright, and subconsciously leaned against Ye Fan.

At this moment, the young master of Sabah also turned his head, scanned the two people back and forth, frowned, and said grimly: "You two, why don't you kneel?"

Because of this questioning, all the eyes in the field fell on the two of them.

Under the eyes of the public, Ye Fan held up his chest, his spine straight as a sword, and an aura of contemptuousness and arrogance came out, making the Shaba Master and other dozens of people look dwarfed.

Immediately afterwards, Ye Fan's stern gaze cut out like a sharp blade, and pierced directly at Master Sabah, proudly said: "Let me kneel? Ridiculous! Even if your father Kunpa is here, you have to kneel me!"

As soon as this statement came out, it was like a nine-day thunder that exploded in everyone's ears.

Everyone present, including Young Master Sabah, was dumbfounded and dumbfounded. They couldn't believe their ears and thought they had auditory hallucinations.

It took more than half a minute before someone came back to his senses, his eyes were cracked, and his anger was burning. He gritted his teeth and said:

"Boy, what did you say?"

"How dare you be disrespectful to General Khunpa, who borrowed your courage!"

"Believe it or not, I took your tongue and made you pay for what you said just now!"

For a moment, the crowd was enthusiastic, and everyone stared at Ye Fan fiercely, wishing to swallow him alive.

The young master Sabah squinted his eyes, and the cold light in his eyes flickered. He was obviously moved to kill, and he said every word: "Who are you from the Hua family, do you want to go to war with us?"

"Master Sabah!" Zhou Lao, who knelt to the side, hurriedly shouted: "Don't get me wrong! This guy is not from our Hua family!"

"Oh?" Young Master Sabah raised his eyebrows, with a playful expression on his face, and asked: "Then who is he? How can he come with you?"

"This guy is a heinous thug. Relying on his superior martial arts, he pesters my lady on the plane!" Zhou Lao reversed black and white, confused right and wrong, and raked in the opposite direction.

"And—" Zhou Lao paused on purpose, with an expression of grief and indignation on his face, and his hoarse voice was a little choked: "Captain Kongka and the others... all were brutally killed by this kid, not leaving one!"

...

"what did you say?!"

Hearing this, it was Master Sabah, with an incredible expression on his face.

He was still wondering how the people from Huajia came, but Kongka and others were not there.

But he never expected that Kongka and others would be killed by an unremarkable kid!

The next moment, Young Master Sabah's chest was ups and downs, as if there was violent anger surging in it, staring at Ye Fan, like a snake staring at its prey, gritted his teeth and said:

"Boy, you are so kind! Kill my men, and dare to single-handedly come to my Longtan Tiger Lair!"

"Longtan Tiger's Den?"

Ye Fan seemed to have heard some big joke, and let out a brazen laugh: "Ahahaha...Sabah, you really will put gold on your face! This broken place is a pigsty at best!"

"you!!!"

Master Sabah was so angry that the fat on his face trembled, really like a pig, and roared: "Brother! Brat! There are eight thousand elites in this base! With my order, they can spit with one mouthful. Drown you!"

When Ye Fan heard the words, he first scanned the more than a dozen sturdy men in front of him, then turned his head, looked at the thousands of soldiers training on the flat ground in the distance, and said with disdain: "Cut! These guys are just a bunch of native chickens in my eyes. Wagou, vulnerable!"

"Arrogant!"

"Bold!"

"court death!"

Those big men are all high-ranking generals under Sabah, and their status is respected. How can they be treated with such contempt?

The next moment, with their red eyes, they raised their casserole-sized fists, like a hungry wolf rushing towards Ye Fan from all directions, as if to tear him apart.

However, in the face of the attack of a powerful enemy, Ye Fan didn't change his face and was not afraid at all. He slowly raised his right palm and said lightly:

"Devil's hand!"

As soon as the voice fell, the sky within a hundred meters of a radius suddenly darkened, as if a total solar eclipse had occurred, and the vast and vast aura filled the world.

Immediately afterwards, a huge palm with a diameter of several meters long fell from the sky with the force of suppressing all things.

Not to mention a mortal body, even a steel fortress, I am afraid it will be smashed.

Looking at the giant palm that fell from the sky, the dozen or so big men who were still arrogant just now were frightened and fleeing in all directions.

However, their movements were slower after all.

The giant palm photographed it abruptly, without any reason.

"Boom!"

There was a loud and deafening noise, like a small earthquake. The ground within 100 meters was completely cracked, like a dense spider web.

And the dozen or so generals were all crushed into fleshy mud and turned into blood mist, with no bones left.

...

At this moment, Zhou Lao, who had been kneeling on the ground, suddenly jumped up, his eyes gleaming, like an assassin who had been lurking for a long time, and finally revealed his minions and murderous aura.

"Break fist!"

Old Zhou yelled loudly, and his inner strength gathered on his right fist, shining brightly, like a burning meteor, blasting towards Ye Fan's vest.

He knew that Ye Fan's martial arts strength was much higher than his own, and the trick just now was even more shocking.

But in his opinion, Ye Fan displayed such a powerful supernatural power, and 80% had consumed all his internal energy, and he was in a state of exhaustion.

Now is a good time to "picking up the cheap".

Feeling the sneak attack behind him, Ye Fan didn't turn his head back, a sardonic smile was drawn at the corner of his mouth, and he softly shouted:

"Lei Jiejian-Cut!"

As soon as the voice fell, the sword-shaped pendant on his neck suddenly burst into light and turned into a three-foot green front, emitting a dragon-like sword sound.

"Stab!"

Lei Jiejian cut through the sky with unstoppable sharpness, enough to alarm nine heavens and ten earth and destroy all gods and monsters.

In contrast, Zhou Lao's punch with all his strength was like a moth fighting a fire and a worm shaking a tree.

"She!"

Lei Jiejian's body did not touch Zhou Lao, but the sword energy alone destroyed his body.

All this is a long story, but from Ye Fan's shot to the end of the battle, it only took a few breaths.

It's almost incredible!

After a few more seconds, the Sabah Master in the distance reacted and crawled into the base to escape, and at the same time let out a harsh scream:

"Enemy attack! Come on, kill this kid for me!"