Chapter 142

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Ye Fan sneered, "How can you blame me for this?" I can only say that your Gladiator has too much water. Think of it as paying some interest to the Embroidery Group. After owing so much money, you should pay too much interest. "

Feng Yueying was nervous as she whispered, "Why are you hitting people again, can't you stop causing trouble?"

Ye Fan replied, "It's better to wound them than to let them directly die on the stage, right?"

"Hey, Mr. Shangguan, do you want to renege on the debt because so many spectators heard it with their own ears?" Ye Fan urged.

Shangguan Ling's expression kept changing. After a long while, he took a pen and wrote two checks.

"Your last payment and. "Two million eight hundred thousand." Shangguan Ling gritted his teeth and handed it to Ye Fan.

Today, he had lost more than just two million eight hundred thousand. Including the forty million yuan and the group of Gladiators, he had lost so much that he was about to vomit blood!

Ye Fan took the cheque, happily thinking that today's visit was not in vain, and at the same time, he also gave the forty million to Feng Yueying.

Holding the cheque for forty million yuan, Feng Yueying felt a mix of emotions. This definitely wasn't the biggest cheque she had ever taken, but this one was truly difficult to come by.

"Thank you, Mr. Shangguan, then we'll be leaving first." Feng Yueying was eager to leave this damned place.

But just when the two of them were about to turn around and leave, the blue clothed, flat-haired man, Li Peng, flew away with a dozen or so black clothed bodyguards, holding an electric shock gun in his hand and blocking the two of them.

Shangguan Ling sat down on a chair, grinned and said: "I promised to give you a cheque, and now I'm giving it to you." But he didn't say … We'll let you go once we take the money. I will make you pay for the losses you've caused today! "

"Shut up! Knowing that I am the first young master of the Shangguan Family, I should be clear about the business of your brocade company in the province.

That 40 million, if it was a company that was slightly more sensible, they wouldn't come for it three times. Your brocade company really doesn't have any shame.

"It just so happens that your father can't find any interesting women recently. As the Minister of the Embroidery Group, why don't you stay and accompany your father today?" Shangguan Ling said slanderously.

Ye Fan looked at the woman with some surprise. Indeed, even a rabbit would bite when anxious. With Feng Yueying's temper, she actually dared to go head to head with Shangguan Ling?

However, this also made him quite impressed. This meant that Feng Yueying's inner spirit was still quite strong.

"Stupid 38, you dare to insult our Shangguan family!?" Shangguan Ling waved his hand and said: "Everyone forward! The man is lying on the ground, and the woman is grabbing him! "

"Yes sir!" A group of Shangguan family thugs swarmed towards Ye Fan and co.

Ye Fan hid Feng Yueying behind him, facing a group of fierce bodyguards who were ready to attack.

The strength of these bodyguards were more or less the same as the mad dog on the stage just now. However, there was a gap in strength between them and their moves were more ruthless. Obviously, they were experienced in joining the army.

The most important thing was that these people were all equipped with electric shock guns. If an ordinary person was touched, they would immediately lose their ability to fight, thus the difficulty of the battle was much higher.

Only, Ye Fan's speed was much faster than these people, and the electric shock gun had no chance to hit him.

"AHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH!" My hand! "

These thugs discovered that Ye Fan's body was incomparably hard. When they came into contact with him, their hands were like sugar cane that had just touched a machete, breaking his bones in an instant!

Miserable screams sounded one after another, as if calcium was being lost. They clutched at their severed arms and fell to the ground in pain.

The key point was that Ye Fan was able to catch their attacks first every time. Some of them wanted to sneak attack and tie up Feng Yueying, but they were directly kicked away by Ye Fan.

A group of originally vicious and tough bodyguards had surrounded Ye Fan and attacked him for only a single round, and yet they were all injured.

"Get out of the way!" A bunch of trash! " Seeing that the situation was not looking good, Master Shangguan Ling's face turned uglier and uglier, planning to take the field himself.

He gathered a moderate amount of Zhen Qi in his hands, spread out his posture, and then threw a palm towards Ye Fan's face.

Ye Fan narrowed his eyes. This was a Hou Tian Warrior, he was not surprised at all, because Shangguan family was one of the top five underworld families in China, it was normal for there to be warriors above the Houtian realm.

Ye Fan dodged to the side and used two fingers to hit the man's wrist.

Ye Fan grinned, "Not bad, the Eight Level Fist's palm attack, the Zhen Qi is also quite good, it actually did not break a hand."

Li Peng's face turned blue, he couldn't even sense Ye Fan's cultivation level, but this young man could actually see through his martial arts and Zhen Qi cultivation level in a single go!?

"That's it?" Ye Fan asked in ridicule.

Li Peng flew into a rage and threw another Baji Fist move, borrowing the "entanglement" technique, his hands continuously changed angles at high speeds, attacking towards Ye Fan's vital parts.

His feet did not land on the ground either. His steps were stable and every step was filled with aggression.

In this situation, looking at Ye Fan being forced to retreat step by step, it seemed that he was about to be defeated.

Shangguan Ling finally revealed a smile, he laughed and said, "That's right, Li Peng Fei, beat this kid up and I'll reward you with a cheque worth two million eight hundred thousand!"

Hearing this, Li Pengfei exerted even more strength. He circulated his True Qi to the limit, creating an afterimage.

"Feet!"

Li Peng flew into the air and landed his leg on Ye Fan's shoulder like a thunderbolt in the clear sky.

Just when everyone thought that Ye Fan was about to be finished, they realized that the scene they imagined did not appear at all!

Ye Fan was like a firm stone statue, standing on the spot, indifferently looking at a foot, supporting it on his shoulder.

"That's it?" Ye Fan asked with some regret. He had thought that he would encounter an expert of the Eight Extreme Boxing, but it seemed that it was only this much.

Li Pengfei's face was ghastly pale. He couldn't believe that his full strength kick was actually unable to do any damage!?

Ye Fan couldn't be bothered to waste his breath. His left hand grabbed Li Pengfei's calf, and gave it a light squeeze...

Li Peng's scream tore through the entire Colosseum as his entire body fell to the ground. He hugged his leg in pain and tears flowed down his face.

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