Dozens of bodyguards surrounded him with a roar, like a pack of wolves about to pounce: "Let Mr. Han go, let Mr. Han go."

"You bastard, if you dare to kidnap Mr. Han, I will kill you."

The woman in red was furious and waved her machete to move forward.

Ye Fan pressed his wrist, and a stream of blood flowed from Han Xiaozhong's neck: "Don't move."

The woman in red could only stop walking when she saw this, but her eyes became even more vicious: "You have hurt Mr. Han even a hair, and I will cut you two into pieces."

"Stop talking nonsense and stand back."

Ye Fan, who had a fierce murderous intention, suppressed the dark crowd. Countless swords and guns were aimed at him, but no one dared to charge.

The blood on Han Xiaozhong's neck made no one dare to doubt Ye Fan's courage to kill Han Xiaozhong.

"Back off."

Although the woman in red and the others felt aggrieved, they still took two steps back.

Sister Huan and the others also moved a few steps.

"Cough——" Han Xiaozhong coughed, his face was embarrassed, and he never expected to be manipulated by Mark.

But Han Xiaozhong couldn't just bow his head, and said coldly: "Boy, you are so awesome, you dare to hurt my people, and you dare to kidnap me..." He raised his neck and said: "If you have the guts, sign up for your name."

"Name?"

Ye Fan smiled: "Ye Fan."

"Ye Fan?"

Han Xiaozhong looked confused, obviously unfamiliar with this name, and then nodded with great resentment: "Okay, I remember it."

"You don't know this Mark Ye!"
Chapter completed!