The fish intestines penetrated their armor and slit their throats.

The black-clothed killer's eyes widened and he stared blankly. He seemed to be filled with grief and anger. How could there be such a powerful person in this world?

Ye Fan didn't even look at them, waved his hand to disperse the light dust, and then walked into the cabin.

The cabin is refreshing and smells of lily.

Ye Fan saw his old friend at a glance.

Chenlong sat at the table, washing the pot and making tea, and said very kindly, "Brother, we meet again."

Behind him, eight killers in red were ready to attack.

"Tsk... Brother misses me, just give me a call."

Ye Fan slowly approached and smiled: "Taking taxis, blowing up bridges, and spear guns, it's a bit energy-consuming."

"Actually, I don't want to meet my brother either."

Chen Long showed a hint of helplessness: "A helpless person is in the world and can't help himself."

Ye Fan narrowed his eyes:
Chapter completed!