Thirty leg shadows covered Ye Fan.

Ye Fan remained calm, took a step back, and then touched his knees.

With a loud bang, Ye Fan pushed Wang Hongtu's right leg away.

The shadow of legs in the sky disappeared instantly.

Wang Hongtu returned to Tang Sanguo's side.

His face was ugly.

However, he did not attack again, but stared at Ye Fan and shouted:

"Doctor Ye, what on earth are you going to do?"

"This is Jinyi Pavilion, not Huayi Sect, nor Ye Tang. You are not allowed to act wild, let alone kill people."

"Even if Tang Sanguo has a deep hatred for you and Zhao Mingyue, you are not qualified to kill him now."

"Because he is already a prisoner of Jinyi Pavilion."

"Only Jinyi Pavilion can decide his life or death. No one else, including Ye Tang, can want him to die without permission."

"If you insist on killing people, don't blame me for not giving your father and the others face."

As he said these words, the woman in yellow and the man in uniform exited the room.

At the same time, there was a burst of footsteps at the door.

Dozens of uniformed men and women, loaded with guns and ammunition, surrounded the courtyard.

Under the loquat tree, there were also a few more old men in gray clothes whose shades could not be discerned.

They locked Ye Fan tightly from different directions.

The whole house instantly felt like an ice cave.

"Young Master Wang, I didn't want to kill anyone, I just wanted to reveal the true face of Tang Sanguo!"

Ye Fan did not take action again, but pointed at Tang Sanguo with his mask: "He is wearing a mask, he is not Tang..."
Chapter completed!