The smile on Liu Qinghuan's face also disappeared, and her eyes were full of surprise.

After a moment of silence, Nangong Jingli felt as if he had been electrocuted.

In unusually neat movements, they drew their weapons and pointed them at Ye Fan.

A mixture of anger and shock.

Nangong Qiu climbed out of the car and shouted: "Dare you touch me?

Spray him to death for me——" "Woo——" At this moment, another motorcade hurried over, ignoring the crowd and driving straight in.

Nangong Elite had to get out of the way.

Nangong Zhuang and the others wanted to get angry, but they calmed down after seeing the car and license plate clearly.

Liu Qinghuan also widened her eyes: Wu Meng! Then she became excited again. Unexpectedly, Nangong Qiu was so powerful and called Wu Meng over to help.

In this case, Ye Fan is completely dead.

Nangong Qiu also patted his head proudly, thinking that the head of the family had invited the Martial Alliance's killer weapon.

"Bang——" The Wumeng convoy quickly stopped in front, and thirty-six Wumeng masters emerged first.

Then, a middle-aged man with white hair appeared.

Ignoring the rain and the gaze, he walked a few steps quickly and then knelt down with a plop in front of Ye Fan.

"The sinner Wu Jiuzhou, come and die!"

Thirty-six martial arts masters then knelt down: "The Jincheng martial arts alliance has seen the young master!"

The sound echoed throughout the audience.

Young Master of the Martial Alliance?

"Ah——" Liu Qinghuan and the others covered their mouths to prevent them from screaming.
Chapter completed!