"Shut up!"

Xiang Wentian roared: "You killed the eldest prince!"

"I will give you one minute. If you don't ask for advice, I will put you on the spot!"

His eyes flashed with red light, and he almost lost his mind to Ye Fan.

Following his words, dozens of elite guard battalions took another step forward, staring at Ye Fan indifferently and coldly.

The muzzle also maintains its shooting posture.

Ye Fan said coldly: "Xiang Wentian, do you have to suppress others like this?"

"What's wrong with suppressing you? What's wrong with bullying you?"

"I am the captain of the guard battalion. To suppress you, the suspect on the scene, is like crushing an ant."

Xiang Wentian's eyes were sharp: "There are thirty seconds left!"

Ruan Jingyuan's eyelids twitched, and she could feel the murderous intention of asking the sky.

"I originally wanted to talk to you as an ordinary person."

"As a result, you are so strongly suppressing people."

"Okay, I won't pretend anymore."

Ye Fan looked at Xiang Wentian and sneered, took out something from his arms and threw it out.

The white jade elephant gathered everyone's eyes in an instant.

Seeing the image is like a king, the four words, like a needle, piercing everyone's eyes...

The audience was shocked.

Not only was the guard camp stunned, but even Ruan Jingyuan and Xiang Wentian were unbelievable.

They never expected that Ye Fan had the highest token in the army in his hand.

They are all people in the army, so they know what it means.

This token cannot mobilize the army, but it can ask for assistance and can also be a gold medal for avoiding death.

No matter what heinous crimes a person who holds a token commits, no force shall kill him without authorization, and must be dealt with by the military.

Ye Fan stared at Xiang Wentian and sneered: "What? Don't you know this brand?"

"Seeing the image like a king?"

Xiang Wentian reacted: "Ye Fan, where did you get this token?"

Ye Fan smiled: "How did you come from? You don't have to be curious. Just say, is this thing useful?"

Xiang Wentian looked ugly and shouted: "Ye Fan, I don't believe you can hold things in the army."

"I want to verify this brand!"

He picked up Xiang Ruwang and looked at it, then took out his cell phone and walked to the side.

Ye Fan reminded him without comment: "Remember to call the Ninth Prince, he will tell you whether the brand is true or not."

"Hey, pick up Qiqi49..."

Xiang Wentian made a phone call with a cold face, and then she said a few times, her expression and tone eased a lot.

Ruan Jingyuan felt relieved and felt that the crisis tonight could be resolved.

"I understand, understand, okay, okay!"

At this time, Xiang Wentian had already walked back, put away his phone and suddenly raised his gun and shot it.

"Ye Fan forged the token and killed him without mercy!"

"Bang bang bang!"

The bullets swished towards Ye Fan.
Chapter completed!