Dozens of bodyguards surrounded him with a thud, like a group of evil wolves who were about to eat: "Let Mr. Han, let Mr. Han go."

"Bastard, you dare to hijack Mr. Han, I will kill you."

The woman in red was furious and waved her scimitar to step forward.

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

Seeing this, the woman in red could only stop her pace, but her eyes became even more resentful: "You have hurt Mr. Han for a hair, and I will tear you two into pieces."

"Don't talk nonsense, back down."

Ye Fan, with fierce murderous intent, suppressed the crowd of black people, and 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 that Ye Fan had the courage to kill Han Xiaozhong.

"Back."

Although the woman in red was frustrated, she still moved back two steps.

Sister Huan and the others also moved a few steps.

"Cough--" Han Xiaozhong coughed, his face embarrassed, and he never expected to be controlled by Ye Fan.

But Han Xiaozhong couldn't bow his head and squeezed out a cold sentence: "Boy, you are so awesome, you dare to hurt me, and you dare to kidnap me..." He raised his neck: "I have the kind of name to call me."

"Name?"

Ye Fan smiled: "Ye Fan."

"Ye Fan?"

Han Xiaozhong looked confused, obviously unfamiliar with the name, and then nodded resentfully: "Okay, I remember."

"You don't know this Ye Fan!"

At this moment, a cold voice came from the door: "Then you can get to know the guests of the Xiao family and the younger generations that Mrs. Xiao admires."
Chapter completed!