Urban Madness

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Ye Fan's eyes were cold, his killing intent was boiling, and his sword shot out like lightning, taking the fat body of the young master of Sabah as a target.

"Zhan Zhan Zhan Zhan!"

The sound of sharp blades entering the body resounded like a storm, one after another.

Ye Fan didn't stabbed Master Sabah to death with a single sword, it would be too cheap for this scum.

In ancient China, there was an extremely cruel punishment called Ling Chi.

For those criminals who committed the most heinous crimes, a total of 3,357 knives were imposed, and the criminals had to be stabbed to death with the last cut before they were truly completed.

That kind of knife technique is as subtle as Pao Ding's solution to a cow.

Although Ye Fan hadn't learned Ling Chi's sword technique, his attainments in kendo had reached a state of superb skill.

When the sword was taken out, he only cut the skin of the young master of Sabah, without touching the arteries and internal organs, just like cutting the meat with a soft knife.

In this way, he can maximize his pain and make him pay for the crimes he committed.

"Ah!"

The young master of Sabah made a cry like a pig, desperate to live, and rushed to the sky.

As the son of General Khunpa, he has always lived a life of arrogance and luxury. He has never suffered such a crime?

Soon, he was bruised all over his body, with no skin, his whole body was stained red with blood, and he looked like a blood man from a distance.

And Ye Fan, like a tireless killing machine, stabbed him with one sword after another.

Every sword is for those girls who are persecuted by him.

"Ah ah ah ah ah!"

The screams resounded throughout the world.

At this moment, Master Sabah only felt that every second was as long as a century, and it was unbearable. He wailed with the last trace of strength, "Please... please... give me a good time!"

His vitality is already very weak, like a candle swaying in the violent wind, as long as Ye Fan stabs a sword, it can completely end his life.

However, Ye Fan retracted the sword, lowered his head and looked down at him, with a cold look in his eyes, and said indifferently: "Sabah, when you bully men and women, do you ever think you will end up here? It's all you Blame yourself!"

With that, Ye Fan turned around and walked down the observation deck without looking back.

And the dying Sabah Master, like a puddle of mud on the ground, convulsed all over, before long, he will die because of the blood draining.

...

Inside the huge military base, blood flows into rivers, and bones become mountains, like an Asura Purgatory.

But Ye Fan's clothes were not stained with blood, and he looked like a chic sword fairy, looking out of tune with the surrounding environment.

He flew over to Hua Jieyu's side and said, "Miss Hua, the trouble has been solved! If you want to return to China, I can **** you to the airport!"

When Hua Jieyu heard the words, a very complicated expression appeared on Qiao's face, and she was a little hesitant in joy, a little at a loss.

She was given by her father as a "gift" to the young master of Sabah, in exchange for the support of General Khunpa, and took back the impounded cargo ship of the Hua family.

But she never expected that Ye Fan not only killed the Sabah Master, but also leveled the entire military base.

"call……"

After thinking for a moment, Hua Jieyu took a deep breath, as if an important decision had been made, and said: "Ye Fan, I want to follow you... can it? I will be obedient and will never drag you down!"

There was a bit of begging in the melodious voice that day, which made it hard to refuse.

"Okay!" Ye Fan nodded, and continued: "I'm going to find Kunpa to settle accounts, so you can go with me!"

"Hmm!" Hua Jieyu nodded heavily.

From here to the base camp of General Khunpa, there are twelve strongholds along the way, large or small, but neither the equipment nor the quality of the soldiers can compare with the eight thousand elites of the Sabah Master.

Your soldiers are fast!

Ye Fan is swiftly swift, and is invincible.

In one day, twelve strongholds were broken in a row, and they were not given any chance to inform them.

Tens of thousands of illegally armed fighters were all dead.

In this way, it can also be regarded as eliminating harm for the Siamese people.

In the evening, Ye Fan arrived at Phrae House in northern Siam and settled Hua Jieyu in a five-star hotel.

Then, alone, he went to the base camp of General Khunpa.

...

A hidden valley on the outskirts of Phrae.

The valley occupies a huge area of ​​thousands of acres, but the entrance is very narrow, like a moat, easy to defend and difficult to attack.

There are three steps, one post, five steps and one post. There are tens of thousands of soldiers on patrol alone.

These soldiers have solemn expressions and strict rules. They have obviously experienced thousands of tempers and have fought so many times in the most terrifying corpse mountain blood sea. They can be described as the elite of the elite.

Even if it's just the simplest standing guard on duty, each other's breathing and heartbeat frequencies seem to be adjusted to a rhythm and merge into one.

All the fighters in the entire base are condensed together, like a giant. If such a tiger and wolf division step on the battlefield, a charge can make the enemy fearful.

In addition, there is a huge arsenal in the base, which is equipped with countless state-of-the-art firearms and ammunition. Armored vehicles and tanks are commonplace. Once the firepower is fully opened, it can instantly occupy several nearby cities.

As the most powerful warlord in Siam, General Khunpa has a solid foundation that far exceeds ordinary people's imagination.

Rumor has it that a few years ago, a Marquis of the Siamese royal family accidentally offended him and was shot to death that day, causing a sensation.

However, in the end, the royal family chose to be forbearing, turning big things into small things and turning small things into small things, which shows that General Khunpa is powerful.

In the deepest part of the base, there is a manor covering several tens of acres, which is completely different from the atmosphere of silence outside.

The decoration inside is magnificent and extremely luxurious. Even the ground is covered with gold leaf, and an extravagant wind blows across the face.

In the back garden of the manor, there is also a natural hot spring, surrounded by pavilions and pavilions, artificial hills and emerald, spring water is gurgling, and from time to time there is the roar of Yingyingyanyan women.

At the very center of the hot spring lies a bloated old man, who is as fat as a meat mountain, with his upper body naked, and the folds on his belly are folded into several layers, weighing at least three hundred jin.

Young Master Sabah is somewhat similar to him, but lacks the arrogance of unparalleled arrogance.

There is no doubt that this Roshan-like old man is the biggest warlord in Siam——

General Khunpa!

At this moment, by his side, there are still more than a dozen young girls.

These girls are all eighteen or nineteen years old, with good-looking faces, graceful figures, jade arms and pink legs, and carefully wait on him.

Some pinched his shoulders, some beat his legs, some fed him fruit, some fanned him...

This kind of arrogant and prosperous life is simply more enjoyable than the ancient monarch.

In addition, beside the hot spring, there are several blond and white beauties with leather collars between their slender necks, black stockings on their beautiful legs, lying on all fours, crawling around like dogs.

On the other side of the hot spring, there is also a 60-year-old old man with a lean body, who is Li Leiting, the deputy chief of overseas Hong Yi.

Li Leiting was accompanied by a few beauties, but his eyes were gloomy and he had no intention of "enjoying".

"Hahaha..."

Suddenly, General Khunpa let out a burst of laughter, hugged a beauty, wandered around unscrupulously, and said: "Brother Li, don't always sullen your face! You must be happy in life, don't let Jinzun empty to the moon! With so many beauties in my manor, can't none of them be in your sight?"

Li Leiting heard the words, shook his head, and said in a deep voice: "General Kunpa, we have a wine pond meat forest in ancient China, which is extremely extravagant! And your manor is no more than a wine pond meat forest! But when I think of me My son’s death will break my heart, my heart is cut!"

"Don't worry, I will avenge your son! Isn't it the Huaxia kid, how about a little effort? If he dares to come to Siam, I will have someone bomb him into scum with a cannon!" General Khunpa said grimly .

"Deng Deng Deng Deng Deng Deng Deng Deng Deng Deng Deng Deng Deng Deng Deng Deng Deng!

There was a rush of footsteps outside.

A middle-aged man with the rank of colonel rushed to the hot spring and shouted in panic:

"General, the matter is not good! Just received news that all of our 13 strongholds across Siam have been razed to the ground, and tens of thousands of soldiers have been wiped out, leaving no one alive!"