"Let's go, King of Fighters, let's go back too."

Seeing Ye Fan leaving, Tang Hao also prepared to return.

The two of them came here this time not because of Mark's affairs, but mainly because of the Truman people.

Previously, Li Er went to the Yanshan Martial Temple to inform the Trumen that someone had broken into Yanxia and made a big fuss in Jiangdong.

Tang Hao and others were worried that another powerful person with a title level would enter the Trumen, so they came to take a look in person.

Now Tang Hao is also happy that they are here.

Otherwise, Yanxia Martial Arts may have damaged five important ministers of the country.

"Just leave like this?"

"Aren't you going to supervise Ye Fan's execution of the Wushen Temple's decision?"

The King of Boxers Mo Gucheng was obviously unwilling to go back like this, and said to Tang Hao with a sullen look on his face.

"There's no rush this night."

"We'd better take this Truman man back to Yanshan for interrogation."

"Look at what conspiracy this Truman has."

Tang Hao said in a deep voice.

In fact, this was just an excuse made by Tang Hao. The reason why he didn't let the King of Fighters urge Ye Fan to implement the Martial Arts Hall's decision tonight was because he was worried that Ye Fan would conflict with them.

After all, Ye Fan was obviously angry at this time.

Now bringing up the matter of asking Ye Fan to plead guilty and be punished is tantamount to adding fuel to the fire.

With Ye Fan’s character, it’s amazing that he can execute it?

Therefore, we will discuss this matter later.

Regarding Tang Hao's suggestion, the King of Fighters nodded.

Compared with Mark, of course Truman is more troubled.

The most urgent task is to first figure out the purpose of the door.

"Okay, I'll listen to you."

"Go back to Yanshan first and torture this Chumen witch!"

As he spoke, Mo Gucheng's eyebrows turned cold, and he waved his hand and gave Meng Wanyu a slap. Meng Wanyu vomited blood and flew backwards, causing constant pain.

"Hmph~"

"The monster Chumen, isn't it enough to slaughter more than 100,000 people in Yanxia?"

"How dare you come to my hot summer to cause trouble!"

"I think you are really tired of living."

"We can't touch your sect leader, so why can't we touch you?"

"If I don't peel off your skin this time, I'll be sorry to the millions of people in the hot summer!"

The words were cold and filled with murderous intent.

There is an old grudge and deep hatred between Truman and Yan Xia.

During the Chumen catastrophe, several of the titled grandmasters of Yanxia alone fell at the hands of Chumen. Countless powerful people below the title died in that catastrophe.

Several of Mo Gucheng's uncles fell forever in that catastrophe.

Although the instigator of this catastrophe is no longer there, Truman is still there.

Coupled with the massacre caused by the leader of the Tru Clan in Yanyang Town some time ago, new and old hatreds are compounded. It is conceivable that the King of Fighters and others feel disgust and resentment towards the people of the Tru Clan.

Therefore, almost no one doubts that once Meng Wanyu falls into the hands of the King of Fighters and others, her end will be extremely miserable.

After finishing speaking, King of Boxing Mo Gucheng waved his hand and chopped off a few willow branches from the willow tree in the distance.

Strength was poured into it, and in an instant, the wicker became as hard as an iron chain, locking Meng Wanyu tightly.

Afterwards, Mo Gucheng led Meng Wanyu towards the land of Yanjing like a dog.

Regarding this scene, everyone could only sigh and sigh. Naturally, no one dared to say a word for Meng Wanyu.

Qiu Mucheng, on the other hand, seemed to have heard Meng Wanyu's painful moans, and suddenly felt compassion, and asked Ye Fan in a low voice: "Ye Fan, can you think of a way to help Miss Meng?"

"She's not a bad person."

"She kidnapped me just on impulse, but she didn't mean to hurt me."

Faced with Qiu Mucheng's plea, Ye Fan remained unmoved and replied in a deep voice: "Mu Cheng, you are too simple and kind. How much do you know about the dangers of this troubled world?"

"What's more, she is from Truman."

"If there is no involvement, I will not save the Truman people."

Ye Fan spoke slowly, especially when he said the word "Truman", Qiu Mucheng clearly felt the slight change in Ye Fan's mood.

Qiu Mucheng didn't say anything more, but she was immediately curious.

She didn't know what the connection was between Mark Ye Fan and Truman?

Also, what kind of sect is Truman?

Why are even the King of Fighters and the others so hostile and fearful?

Seeing it, Qiu Mucheng and Ye Fan got into the car.

The engine roared, and the orange light pierced the heavy rain curtain.

Just when Ye Fan and his wife were about to leave in the car, a cold and loud voice, like the breeze in the mountains or the quiet spring in the forest, spread throughout the world in an instant.

"Outside Agate City, deep in the rain forest."

"Ye Fan, do you still remember An Qi under the Yuanling tree?"

Deep in the dark night, Meng Wanyu's delicate body was tied up, and there was blood at the corners of her lips.

The cold rain soaked her clothes all over.

But even though her body was covered with bruises and pain, Meng Wanyu still gritted her teeth and used all her strength to shout these words to Ye Fan that shocked the ages.

For a moment, Ye Fan froze on the spot.

His originally indifferent expression suddenly changed dramatically.

"parking!"

Ye Fan yelled out and stopped the vehicle that had just started.

The car door opened and Ye Fan stepped out of the car.

He didn't bring an umbrella, but the rainwater evaporated directly within half a meter of him.

Walking in the rain, your clothes will not get wet.

After getting off the car, Ye Fan immediately raised his head and looked in the direction of Meng Wanyu.

A low voice sounded, asking the Truman woman: "Do you know An Qi?"

"Did she ask you to come to me?"

"Did something happen to her?"

As the saying goes, you will know the golden autumn when you see the leaves falling.

After hearing Meng Wanyu's words, Ye Fan quickly guessed what was going on.

After all, not many people in The Truman knew about his relationship with An Qi.

Moreover, Ye Fan and the girl in front of him were strangers to each other.

But she traveled thousands of miles to find him in Jiangdong, and now she directly asked him if he still remembered An Qi.

All this is already obvious.

It must be An Qi who asked her to come to Yanxia to look for him.

Moreover, if something hadn't happened to An Qi, how could she have asked others to go through all the trouble to find her?

"It seems that you still remember An Qi."

"Did you know that that silly girl has been waiting for you all these years?"

"Do you know that for you, she embarked on martial arts and practiced killing skills, just so that she could work with you in the future and help you."

"You also know that for you, she is now using her weak body to fight against her father and brother, against her family, and even risk her own death, just to wait for you."

Meng Wanyu's eyes were red, and when she said what she was angry about, her voice was trembling, and almost tears welled up in her eyes.

But even so, she still shouted.

Today, even if she died, she still wanted to speak out what was in her heart, and she wanted to find out for her good sister.

"But what about you?"
To be continued...