So far, this guy is still sophistry.

Is it really his Ye Fan, is it a three -year -old child?

yes!

You do nothing.

However, without your instructions and support, then the long -distance group dare to dare to get Jiangdong?

This guy, he took himself clean.

But unfortunately, Ye Fan didn't listen to his set at all.

As a result, Mo Waya was still explaining there, but Ye Fan had rushed forward, and he kicked Mo Wuya into the air.

Like a ball, Mo Wuya vomited blood, and he was full of pain.

Mo Wuya's blood here hasn't finished vomiting, Ye Fan's next blow fell again.

A strong punch, in the middle of Mo Wuya's chest.

Rao is that he is the title, and Rao is his body comparable to steel.

But under Ye Fan's fist, all his defense was still broken in an instant.

The huge power, wrapped in Mo Waya, even hit a building behind him.

In the sound of the harsh explosion, Mo Waya's body dragged the fascinated ashes and smashed into the earth again.

This time, Mo Waya couldn't stand up again.

Like a dog, lying on the ruins and dying.

All the majesty before, at this time, it has disappeared.

Instead, only the wolf and embarrassment of the face.

Who would have thought that the title of the summer country was like a pig and a dog under Ye Fan?

Zihe ...

The sound of footsteps from far away, slowly approaching the direction of Mo Waya.

It seems that the footsteps of death are coming towards him.

Mo Waya panicked completely.

The feeling of death is like the shadow.

It seems suffocating as if people's throat, overwhelming fear.

"No ... don't kill me ..."

"I ... I don't want to die ..."

Mo Waya's voice almost swallowed.

He was really scared.

He really doesn't want to die.

He wants to live.

He is still young, and he still has such a bright future. He can't die here so early. He still has so many things to do. He still has so many dreams to complete.

He regretted it.

He shouldn't come to Jiangdong.

He shouldn't be the vanguard to deal with Ye Fan and deal with Ye Fan's hometown.

He wanted to escape, he wanted to go back to Yanshan, he thought of his father.

However, the huge pain and severe injuries on the body made Mo Wuya unable to stand up, let alone escape.

He could only spread it in the ruins despair, waiting for the death of death. At the corner of the eyes, tears seemed to have tears mixed with blood.
Chapter completed!