At this moment, suddenly a car from the embassy drove over, and several policemen walked over to protect Shan Diren. Ye Zhen immediately raised his head, narrowed his eyes slightly, and looked fierce.

Shan Diren looked at Ye Zhen coldly, and suddenly saw something in his eyes. He turned around and saw Long Jiwei standing with Xuan Lin.

At that moment, his face changed. If he observed carefully, his eyes would even lose their composure for a moment.

However, Long Jiwei had no attention to him at all. He didn't even look at Shan Diren, but just looked down at Ye Zhen with concentration.

Long Jiwei didn't notice it at all. Just a few meters away from him, Shan Diren stared at him and passed by, his eyes could completely hollow out his skin, flesh and blood, and his internal organs.

Yamadihito stared at him without screaming or making any noise until he got into the Japanese Embassy's car, and the one-way glass window slowly swayed, covering his eyes.

The car started slowly and quickly drove out of the encirclement.

Long Jiwei stared at Ye Zhen, put out the cigarette for a while, wiped the boy's blood-stained face, and whispered: "Go and wash, and then go home."

Ye Zhen looked at the direction where the embassy car left, and after a while, he withdrew his gaze and said, "Oh."

He wiped the blood with the bandage on his arm and walked away expressionlessly.

Mao Qingxi completely paralyzed when he saw the gun.

Ye Zhen was completely angry when he saw the gun.

"Who is you, I'm the master!"

The human-shaped monster rushed from behind, and Mao Qingxi screamed. Ye Zhen pushed him away and reached out to grab the monster's left heart. Although the monster's skin was as hard as iron, Ye Zhen's fingers were beyond the imagination of ordinary people. With a puff, his five fingers were embedded in the monster's heart at the same time, and it was about one or two centimeters deep into the flesh and blood.

The monster seemed to feel the pain and roared forward. Ye Zhen couldn't resist it and barely took a step back.

At the same time, his fingers also penetrated deeper into the monster's muscles. A piercing pain came. Ye Zhen's cheek muscles shook, and his nails split from his fingers due to excessive pressure, and blood immediately flowed backwards down his fingers.

"Ho huh huh huh huh huh huh huh!" The monster stretched out his huge palm and slapped Ye Zhen on his back!

Ye Zhen's body did not move, his knees bent slightly, raised his hand to block the monster's giant palm! It was a head-on blow, Ye Zhen only felt that his whole body was like a lightning strike, and his knees almost couldn't support him and almost fell to the ground.

Mao Qingxi screamed like a ghost: "Ye Shisan! Ye Shisan!!"

Shan Diren touched his chin, "Ye Shisan?"

Ye Zhenli shouted: "Shut up!" Then he grabbed the monster's heart and blood and flesh in an instant!

He retreated in embarrassment, and the monster roared repeatedly, and was completely angry, and his heavy body rushed over. Ye Zhen relied on his body flexibility to dodge and shouted at Mao Qingxi: "Get up! Pick up a stick for me, hurry up!"

Mao Qingxi was already scared to death. Ye Zhen yelled several times before he got up trembling: "Stick, stick...ah!"

He pulled out a stool leg from the waste in the corner of the warehouse, which was only half a meter long, and threw it in the direction of Ye Zhen with trembling. Ye Zhen grabbed it without looking back and waved it hard on the monster's forehead!

With a muffled bang, the monster shook a few times, but the stick didn't break!

At that critical moment, Ye Zhen turned around and ran hard, flew around the wall a few steps, and landed steadily on the monster's shoulders in the air, and rode down with the trend! In this way, he stepped on the monster's shoulders with his feet, and squatted down like a shrimp, clamped the monster's back head with his thighs, aimed the monster's eye socket with the relatively pointed end of the stick, and stabbed it hard!

The roar instantly shocked the earth, and a thick black slurry burst out from the monster's eye sockets. With a loud bang, the heavy body fell to the ground like a hill.

Ye Zhen rolled smoothly, and the series of movements were extremely thrilling and smooth. If Mao Qingxi had not been scared to death, he might have to shout to him.

The boy stood up panting, his white shirt was torn a few buttons, and there were dirt and blood everywhere. His cuffs were rolled to his elbows, and five nails on one hand turned outwards, and blood fell to the ground drop by drop along his slender fingers.

Mao Qingxi was stunned for a few seconds and started crying loudly. Ye Zhen looked impatient and immediately raised his hand and knocked him unconscious to the ground.

With a plop, Mao Qingxi became quiet.

Pa, Pa, Pa—Shan Diren slowly applauded and smiled, "You are Ye Zhen."

Ye Zhen gasped and asked lightly: "Who are you?"

"I am Shan Dichong's elder brother. Do you still remember Shan Dichong? It's the guy who has been lying on the bed and is still breathing in the air."

Shan Diren smiled, stretched out his hand dramatically, pretending to shake hands with Ye Zhen from the air: "My name is Shan Diren, according to the Chinese, it is a kind Ren."

Ye Zhen said coldly: "I have never met a kind Japanese."

"I'm about to show you my rare kindness, Ye Zhenjun." Shan Diren paused, and his opponent reached out and smiled: "If a rare master like Ye Zhenjun dies under the bullet without any chance of resistance, it would be so cruel."

His subordinates understood and pulled out a dagger from his back and handed it to him. Shan Diren waved his hand and threw it to Ye Zhen with a clang.

"I'll give you this opportunity." Yamadi Ren smiled, "To express my gratitude to you for your serious injury to Ah Chong, and... a little bit of admiration."

Ye Zhen bent down and picked up the dagger, put it in his hand and weighed it, and said coldly: "You will regret it."

Before Shan Di Ren could answer, he shook his hand violently, and the dagger flew out like lightning, like a soaring poisonous snake, instantly slashing the neck of a Japanese subordinate closest to him, splashing blood and flew back in an instant, and Ye Zhen grabbed it in his hand.

"Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh!" The man howled and fell to the ground, and blood rose into the sky like a blowout from his neck. Judging from the situation, the artery had been completely broken! In just a few seconds, a bloody hole was accumulated on the ground. The man rolled in pain, looking shocking!

Ye Zhen pinched the tip of the dagger and said lightly: "I just said you will regret it."

"..." Shan Diren stared at him without moving, his face full of evil spirits, but a cold smile slowly emerged.

"It's been many years, and no one can kill my subordinates under my nose." He said slowly: "You are the first one."

Ye Zhenyi raised his chin and said contemptuously: "It must be not the last one!"

The young man's chin was extremely thin and beautiful, like a jade carving cut from a knife, supporting his tough but not bent pride, and his endless handsomeness and elegance.

He was just a half-aged child, who looked particularly weak because of his thinness and beautiful because of his beautiful facial features. However, when he straightened his back and raised his head like this, the intimidating pride and courage seemed to have made him raise a little out of thin air, making everyone feel an uncontrollable feeling of looking up.

Anger flashed in Shan Diren's eyes, but at this moment, Ye Zhen's body ejected out like an arrow from a string! Just a gray shadow flashed, and his movements were as fast as if his feet were not on the ground. In a flash, he rushed to the assistant behind Shan Diren's face!
Chapter completed!