Prince Haba and the Guards who were rushing over were also stiff and staring at the scene.

An indescribable blood slowly boiled in their hearts.

Prince Haba also pulled a button to breathe, and a perfunctory touch in his eyes turned into solemnity.

He suddenly felt that it was a great honor to be Brother Ye Fan.

"You... killed them all?"

At this moment, Aguda was looking at Ye Fan and asked tremblingly: How is this possible?

In his perception, a master was already against the will of the will of the sky when dealing with ten wolves, but he didn't expect Ye Fan to be able to kill a hundred.

He was heartbroken, but more shocked.

The pain was that the wolves he had trained for many years were cut off by Ye Fan like this.

What was shocked was that Ye Fan was too powerful, even more powerful than the information he had obtained.

He also remembered the instructions of the people behind him, and did not think about killing Ye Fan, as Ye Fan could not kill him.

Aguda originally didn't believe it, but now he realized that what the people behind him said was nothing.

Ye Fan's horror was beyond his imagination.

It's just too late.

When he realized it, Ye Fan's sword had already hit his forehead: "Do you have any last words?"

A breath of death instantly spread throughout Aguda.

"Pu" A Guda trembled and rolled down from the horse's back and kneeled down.

He looked at Ye Fan and squeezed out: "Make a deal and let me have a way out, I will tell you the truth about the attack."

Ye Fan smiled faintly: "You are all dead, what's the point of the truth?"

"Embrella Bank gives me a billion to kill people."

Aguda struggled to squeeze out a sentence: "But the target is not you, but Song Hongyan!"
Chapter completed!