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Ye Fan slowly sat down and quietly looked at the white old man in front of him for a while.

If it is not a spiritual imprint, and guide Ye Fan to find it here, Ye Fan will not believe it until now...

In front of this seemingly ordinary white old man, it is the heart of the entire summer country. The troubles are everywhere, and the people are in danger. The people of Hidden Dragon are ambushing experts and scholars everywhere, so that Ye Fan feels helpless people like never before.

"postman……"

Ye Fan murmured, and unexpectedly did not have a special fire, nor was he particularly angry.

I don't know why, after two or three days of chasing, I almost circled the earth, experienced life and death, and finally found this guy... Ye Fan was not so excited.

Of course, Ye Fan is still very sad, still angry, because this guy killed the most important elders in his heart, Dean Li...

However, this kind of sadness and anger at the moment is different from when I just learned that President Li died.

Ye Fan didn't know, because he listened to some words of the atmospheric tyrant, and realized some new things, or what other reasons.

In short, I thought that when I met, I would kill him with a lot of holes. The truth is the opposite. The scene was unexpectedly calm.

"Why stop?" asked Ye Fan.

He clearly noticed that the postman stopped the activities around him, and he was here waiting for them to find them.

The postman looked up at the sky and smiled: "The weather is very good, the wind is very comfortable, such a day... is a gift from nature... Don't sit down and feel it, don't respect the world too much."

"Don't it be because you realize that you have nowhere to escape?" asked Ye Fan.

The postman smiled and smiled. He reached out and gestured to the chessboard. "Luo Xifa, do you want to come to a game?"

Ye Fan said directly: "I don't play chess with the enemy, you are not my opponent."

The postman squatted down and immediately laughed and said: "It’s a **** of a king. It’s really young and confident.

No, it’s a pity, it’s a pity that the chess you invented by Xia Guoren is very interesting...”

"Your team, where", Ye Fan knows that this guy can't act alone.

He has to make bombs, study routes, make plans, and use mental brainwashing.

A person can't do this. Behind him, there must be a team with a high IQ to work for him.

The postman shrugged. "They are all people who trust me. I have no reason to tell you where they are... even if I am not alive, they will still spread my thoughts."

Ye Fan’s eyes gloomy and said: “Do you think that you are like a thinker and pretend to be a world-class man? Will I let you live?

Don't play with that set of imaginary, don't want to die too much pain, just give your entire team."

The postman said with regret: "Lu Xifa, why do you deceive yourself like this? In fact, practitioners like you, who constantly tap their potential, should understand that human industrial civilization and the development of science and technology are stupid things. ......"

"You can shut up." Ye Fan directly interrupted the postman's words and said: "A criminal who relies on natural abilities and bombs to destroy him is not worthy of talking to me about cultivation.

Every expert you kill, every scholar, they are on the road of wisdom, on the road of civilization, and have paid far more than your imagination and effort!

And you are just a poor worm who is eager to be known by the world, eager to be recognized, and distorted inside...

Yes, the trees won't laugh at you, the wind won't despise you, the rain won't hurt your self-esteem.

You admire nature, not because of your noble ideological realm, just because of your embarrassment!

When other postmen lost their jobs because of the appearance of e-mail, they chose to study, try to find another job, and you...became a murderer! ”

Ye Fan stood up and stared at the postman with a gaze. "So, coward, I will finally ask you again, where is your gang..."

The hands of the postman shivered and tightened. He stared at Ye Fan, his forehead, and oozing fine sweat.

After a while, the postman turned white and said: "Why... how did you do it..."

Ye Fan smiled and looked at Feng Xiaohui around him.

Feng Xiaohui said with pride: "How is it that I can't get close to my brother-in-law because of my mental strength? You give up, there is me, your ‘brainwashing’ is just a display.”

The postman realized this, his face shook twice, and he said: "It turns out that you are a ghost."

Feng Xiaohui smiled at Ye Fandao: "Sister, this guy has been strengthening the spirit of volatility since the beginning, but it was blocked by me!"

Ye Fan sat patted the shoulders of Xiaozizi satisfactorily, with Feng Xiaohui coming, and it was really worry-free.

"Lucifer, if you kill me today, I promise, you will regret it, I have already deployed everything. Once I am dead, there will be a large group of experts from Xiaguo, and I will be buried with me." .

Ye Fan smiled and said: "You thought... I really care so much, how many scholars do you want to kill, how many experts?"

The postman frowned, a little do not understand the meaning of Ye Fan.

"I didn't think so noble, I didn't have the heart of the world!"

I have tried my best to kill you with every possible reason. There are only two reasons... You killed President Li and wanted to kill my woman Chu Yunyao!

As for killing you, you will drag which expert to give you a back... I don’t care! ”

As soon as the voice fell, Ye Fan picked up the postman!

Even if it is so close, as long as Feng Xiaohui is on the side, the postman's ability will be useless!

The postman turned blue, and his eyes were finally not calm, and he looked at Ye Fan with fear.

"Haha..." Ye Fan grinned. "I thought you were awesome. In the face of death, you will still be afraid..."

"You...what do you want to do!?" asked the postman, and he regretted it. He knew that he should not try to control Ye Fan!

Ye Fan looked cold and reached out to the most painful big hole on the postman, and quickly counted!

"Ah!!-" The postman was sorely violent, and screamed in tears.

Ye Fan did not stop, directly waved two to the sword, and cut the hands and feet of the postman all!

Then, a fist broke the teeth of the postman!

The postman has been sore and unhappy, full of blood, painful to faint, but also very awake.

"You don't like to use bombs... I will send you one."

Ye Fan took out a grenade and stuffed it directly into the postman full of blood, mouth without teeth, stuffed into the throat!

The postman had wide eyes and wanted to spit it out, but he couldn’t spit out, and his throat was cracked!

The fear of death and despair, he has already **** off his pants!

Ye Fan withdrew the fuze indifferently and said: "This is for Dean Li, I will give it back to you!"

In the next second, Ye Fan has already caught Feng Xiaohui and jumped to a dozen meters away.

"Boom!"

In the park, an explosion stunned a bird.