The fish intestine penetrated their armor and cleave their throats.

The killer in black opened his eyes wide and died with his eyes open. He seemed to be sad and angry. How could there be such a powerful person in this world?

Ye Fan didn't even look at them. He waved his hand to dispel the faint dust, and then walked into the cabin.

The cabin is refreshing and has a lily breath.

Ye Fan saw his old friend at first glance.

Chen Long sat upright at the table, washed a pot and made tea, very kind: "Brother, we're meeting again."

Behind him, eight red-clothed killers were ready.

"Tsk...Brother misses me, just make a call."

Ye Fan slowly approached and smiled: "I'm going to have a taxi again, blowing up the bridge again, and spear gun again, which is a bit exhausting."

"Actually, I don't want to meet with me either."

Chen Long showed a hint of helplessness: "I can't help but be in the world of the world."

Ye Fan narrowed his eyes:

"What happened to Tang Pingfan?"
Chapter completed!