My Cold And Beautiful Wife Chapter 1019

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

If it wasn't for the spiritual imprint, which led Ye Fan to this place, even now, Ye Fan still wouldn't believe it.

The old man in front of Ye Fan's eyes looked like an ordinary old white man. He had caused a panic among the higher-ups of the whole of China, causing danger to everywhere, making the people of Hidden Dragon Palace ambush and protect the experts and scholars, leaving Ye Fan with an unprecedented feeling of helplessness.

"Postman..."

Ye Fan murmured. Surprisingly, he was not particularly angry, nor was he particularly angry.

He didn't know why, but after two or three days of chasing, he had almost circled around the Earth. After experiencing a life or death crisis, he finally found this guy with great difficulty … Ye Fan, on the other hand, wasn't very excited.

Of course, Ye Fan was still very sad, still very angry, because this guy caused the death of the most important elder in his heart, Princ.i.p.al Li … …

However, the current grief and anger he felt was completely different from when he had first learned of President Li's death.

Ye Fan didn't know whether it was because he had heard some words from the tyrant, or because he had comprehended some new things, or because of some other reason.

In short, he had thought that he would be able to kill him in front of his own eyes, but the reality was the opposite. The scene was unexpectedly very calm.

"Why did you stop?" Ye Fan asked.

He was clearly aware that the postman had stopped his activities everywhere. He was waiting for them here.

The postman looked up at the sky and smiled. "The weather is very good. The wind is very comfortable. It's a gift from nature. If I don't sit down and enjoy myself, I won't respect this world. "

"Isn't it because you feel that you no longer have anywhere to run?" Ye Fan asked.

The postman lowered his head and smiled, gesturing with his chess basket, "Lucifer, would you like a game?"

Ye Fan directly said, "I don't play chess with my enemies, and you are not my opponent."

The postman was stunned for a moment, and then he laughed out loud. "As expected of the King of h.e.l.l, you are really young and full of confidence …

If I don't want to, then I won't. What a pity, you Chinese people invented this kind of chess, it's very interesting … "

"Where is your team?" Ye Fan knew that this guy couldn't possibly act alone.

He wanted to make bombs, at the same time research routes, make plans, and use mental brainwashing techniques.

If a single person could not accomplish all these, there would definitely be a team with high IQ working for him behind his back.

The postman shrugged. "They are people who trust me, and 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 became gloomy, and he said, "Do you think I will let you live just because you say you're a thinker and pretend to be an otherworldly expert?"

"Don't play with me. If you don't want to die too miserably, then bring out your entire guild."

The postman looked regretful. "Lucifer, why are you so deceiving yourself?" "Actually, for a cultivator like you who has been unceasingly tapping into his own potential, you should know more about the human industry and the development of technology. How foolish is that …"

"You can shut up now." Ye Fan interrupted the postman and said, "A criminal who relies on his supernatural ability and bombs to cause damage is not worthy to talk with me about cultivation.

Every expert, every scholar you've killed, they've paid far more than you can imagine on the path of wisdom and civilization!

As for you, you are just a pitiful person who desires to be known by the world, acknowledged by others, and your heart warps …

Yes, the trees will not laugh at you, the wind will not despise you, the rain will not hurt your self-esteem.

You admire nature, not because of your n.o.ble state of mind, but because of your cowardice!

When other postmen lost their jobs because of emails, they chose to study and tried to find another job, and you. but he became a murderer! "

Ye Fan stood up and stared at the postman with a burning gaze, saying, "So, coward, I will ask you one last time, where is your gang … …"

The postman clenched his trembling hands tightly. His eyes stared at Ye Fan as beads of sweat appeared on his forehead.

After a while, the postman said with a pale face: "Why... "How did you do it …"

Ye Fan sneered, looking at Feng Xiaohui beside him.

Feng Xiaohui said proudly: "How is it, is it because my spiritual energy is unable to approach my brother-in-law? Give up, as long as I am here, your 'brainwashing' is just a decoration.

Only then did the postman understand. His face trembled twice as he said through gritted teeth, "So … "You are the one behind this."

Feng Xiaohui said to Ye Fan with a smile, "Brother-in-law, this guy has been increasing his spiritual fluctuation since just now. However, he's been completely blocked by me!"

Ye Fan patted his brother-in-law's shoulder in satisfaction. Bringing Feng Xiaohui here really saved him a lot of effort.

"Lucifer, if you kill me today, I can a.s.sure you that you will regret it. I've already prepared everything. Once I die, I will have a large group of experts from China to accompany me in death."

Ye Fan smiled and said, "Do you think..." "I really care. How many scholars and experts are you going to kill?"

The postman frowned, not quite understanding Ye Fan's meaning.

"I'm not as n.o.ble as you think, and I don't have the heart to care about everyone in the world!

There are only two reasons why I went through so much trouble trying to kill you. You killed President Li, and you still want to kill my woman, Chu Yunyao!

As for who will be your scapegoat after I kill you … I don't care at all! "

Right after he finished speaking, Ye Fan grabbed the postman!

Even at such a close distance, as long as Feng Xiaohui was by his side, the postman's superpower was useless!

The postman's face turned blue, his eyes finally no longer calm, and he looked at Ye Fan in fear.

"Haha …" Ye Fan grinned and said, "I thought you were amazing. In the face of death, you would still be afraid..."

"You … What do you want to do!? " If he had known earlier, he wouldn't have tried to control Ye Fan!

With a cold face, Ye Fan extended his hand and quickly counted the number of the most painful points on the postman's body.

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Ye Fan did not stop there, directly swinging out two sword intents, cutting off the postman's hands and feet.

Then, a punch broke the postman's teeth!

The postman was in so much pain that he wished he was dead. His mouth was full of blood. He was in so much pain that he wanted to faint, yet he was still conscious.

"Don't you like to use bombs? "I'll give you one."

Ye Fan took out a grenade, and directly stuffed it into the postman's b.l.o.o.d.y, toothless mouth, and throat!

The postman's eyes widened. He wanted to spit it out, but he couldn't. Even his throat had split open!

The fear of death and despair made him break down and pee his pants!

Ye Fan coldly tore the fuse and said, "This is for President Li, and it's for you!"

In the next second, Ye Fan already grabbed Feng Xiaohui and jumped more than ten meters away.

"Boom!"

In the park, there was an explosion, startling a flock of birds.