Are you crazy? Who asked you to hunt for treasures in the emperor's harem?

"Oh, I'm Ye Fan, who are you?"

Ye Fan looked at Ning Zimo, then at the young man in fiery red clothes, and a guess came to his mind.

"Boy, you heard clearly, my name is Li Chunyan, I am Li Yin, my third brother, and the one who will send you to see the King of Hell!"

Before he finished speaking, the fire-attribute profound energy on the young man dressed in fiery red surged in light, and his whole body seemed to be surrounded by red flames. The guests in the distance even felt the heat wave caused by the influence of the fire-attribute profound energy.

"call out!"

A sound broke through the air, but Li Chunyan clenched his fists, stepped suddenly, and rushed towards Ye Fan like an arrow from the string.

In the blink of an eye, Li Chunyan's fiery fist was very close to Ye Fan's head.

At this moment, Ye Fan suddenly moved. He made a fist with his right hand, turned sideways, and quickly hit Li Chunyan's chest.

"Bang bang!"

"Kacha~Kacha!~"

Two dull crashes sounded at the same time, mixed with the sounds of several fractures, but it was Li Chunyan who hit Ye Fan's shoulder, and Ye Fan also hit Li Chunyan's chest.

"Poof!~"

Li Chunyan's chest was sunken, and he spat out a mouthful of blood, creating a big hole in the ground. Broken wooden boards, earth and rocks were scattered everywhere. On the other hand, Ye Fan only sunk in the wooden floor under his feet, and the clothes on his shoulders were damaged by Li Chunyan's fire attribute. The mysterious energy burned out a charred hole.

"Ye Fan, you!"

Ning Zimo looked shocked. She knew that Ye Fan had strong foreign skills, but Li Chunyan was a real fifth-level general, but he was punched to the ground by Ye Fan, and Ye Fan's body was condensed by Li Chunyan. The fire-attributed profound energy was used, and nothing happened except that the clothes were burned...

"This fire attribute profound energy......"

Ye Fan looked at the red light on his shoulders that had not completely dissipated, and was a little surprised.

Because part of the fire-attribute profound energy that Li Chunyan hit him just now invaded his body... but it did not hurt him. Instead, it was guided by the profound energy in his body and tempered his body...

"Maybe I can use something else to practice my Ye Bone Mirror!"

At this thought, an idea popped into Ye Fan's mind.

Immediately, he turned his head and looked at Li Chunyan who was paralyzed on the ground, "Hey, Li Chunyan, do you want me to stand still and let you punch a few times?"

Li Chunyan, who was as ferocious as a hungry wolf before, could not respond and could only vomit blood and twitch like a dead dog...

"It seems like you've used a little too much force~"

Seeing this, Ye Fan couldn't help scratching his head, and turned his gaze to Ning Zimo, "Ning Zimo, I beat this guy Li Chunyan, will the Yanyang Clan come to retaliate against me?"

"Li Chunyan is the leader of the younger generation of Yanyang Clan, what do you think?"

Ning Zimo replied lightly.

"Oh, all right!"

Hearing this, Ye Fan couldn't help but breathed a sigh of relief, "Then most of the people in the Yanyang Sect are fire-attributed Xuanqi, right? Will it take a long time for them to come?"

"You guy......"

Ning Zimo was speechless, and Qian Duoduo was also very puzzled, because Ye Fan seemed to want the people from the Yanyang Clan to take revenge on him now.

"Yanyang Clan is famous for being domineering and arrogant... This is Jiangzhou City, and the Marquis of Zhenbei is here... They dare not attack on a large scale... But secretly..."

Although Ning Zimo didn't finish her words, everyone present understood what she meant.

"Oh!~"

Ye Fan said lightly, and then kicked Li Chunyan, who was lying on the ground like a dead dog, out of the teahouse.

Ye Fan's punch just now was indeed quite heavy. After Li Chunyan was kicked out of the teahouse, he rolled on the ground for a long distance, and he didn't even scream in the whole process...

"Little Bean Sprout, you have a lot of money, let's go!"

Ye Fan walked towards the counter of the teahouse. Under the surprised and frightened eyes of the waiter, he gave the waiter a few pieces of silver, then turned and walked out of the teahouse.

..........

evening,

Qian Family Garden,

"Little Douya, if you have enough money now, stay here for a few days. I'll be back soon!"

Although Ye Fan was put in handcuffs and anklets, and there were several vicious head catchers beside him, he did not panic at all, but turned to Liu Mengying behind him and said.

"Yeah, brother, be careful!"

Liu Mengying had the previous experience, so she was not too worried.

"What are you waiting for? Come here quickly!"

At this time, a strong man with a buck-toothed upper jaw yelled at his head and suddenly pulled the iron chain connected to Ye Fan's handcuffs, trying to pull Ye Fan down, but no matter how hard he tried, Ye Fan could not move at all.

"Boy, you!"

"Clang, clang, clang! ~ Bang! ~ Ah! ~ Ah! Ah!"

As soon as the buck-toothed head catcher made a sound, he was pulled over by Ye Fan and kicked to the ground. His nose was bruised and his face was bruised and his head was bleeding. Several catchers nearby unsheathed their swords and surrounded Ye Fan. They got up, but they looked at each other, and no one dared to make a move to Ye Fan.

"Oh, what are you doing standing here? Aren't you going to take me to the dungeon?"

After being beaten unconscious by Ye Fan, the strong man with a buck-toothed head catcher glanced at the few catchers around him and said lazily.

The few detectives didn't speak, a few continued to gather around Ye Fan, and one led the way.

Although Ye Fan was wearing handcuffs and anklets, and there were several policemen who were ordered to arrest him, he walked as if he was traveling with guards... The scene was quite strange, and many onlookers were whispering... …

..........

The night falls,

Ye Fan came to a place that was familiar to him, it was the dungeon where he had been before.

"Oh, the young man escaped from prison and was caught?"

The speaker, Ye Fan, was also familiar. He was the fat-bellied jailer in the previous dungeon. He took a bite of the oily smoked duck leg, stood up, walked to Ye Fan, and spoke casually.

"Oh, no, I came here myself~!"

As he said that, Ye Fan reached out and picked up the only duck leg left on the table next to him and started eating.

The fat-bellied jailer frowned slightly but did not stop him.

"Clang~"

As the big iron door was locked, several detectives turned around and wrote a document with the fat-bellied jailer before striding away. Ye Fan sat on the ground and ate the duck leisurely. leg.

...........

Midnight,

"Bang!"

With a loud bang from the iron door, several strong men in police uniforms rushed into the cell where Ye Fan was. Without saying a word, they grabbed Ye Fan who was sleeping on the ground and quickly walked outside.

After a while, Ye Fan came to a tin room.

"Qiang! Qiang!~Qiang Qiang!"

Several strong men in detective uniforms quickly locked Ye Fan to the iron chair in the iron room.

"Boy, this punch is for Junior Nephew Chun Yan!"

Before the leader, the middle-aged man with unibrows could finish his words, he hit Ye Fan on the left cheek with his glowing red fist, knocking Ye Fan to the side and making a sound of iron chains and shackles.

"Fire-attribute profound energy...that guy Li Chunyan's Yanyang Sect...you guys came here pretty fast~"

Ye Fan slowly turned his head and looked lazily at the middle-aged man with a unibrow, "I'm okay, just try harder!~"

"Bang!~Bang!~"

"Hoo! ~Keng!~"

"Bang bang! Huhu!~"

The middle-aged man with unibrows snorted coldly, his fierce light revealed, and the fire-attribute profound energy in his hands surged, and he kept greeting Ye Fan.

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