He opened the door and saw a man in a suit lying on the sofa.

The heavy breathing sound could not stop echoing.

On the torn suit, there was bright red blood, which could not be left behind.

On the body that was originally as strong as a hill, there are countless, terrifying knife marks!

"Master...Master~"

Seeing Ye Fan arrive, the man endured the severe pain, gritted his teeth and stood up, about to salute Ye Fan, but Ye Fan stopped him.

"You are injured, lie down first."

"Let me look at the injury for you." Ye Fan said in a deep voice.

"Yeah." The man hummed and lay down on the sofa.

Ye Fan squatted down, helping the man clean up the wound while observing the wound on his body.

Gradually, Ye Fan's expression became more serious.

In the eyebrows and eyes, there is already a coldness and killing intent!

A total of seventy-nine forty-nine stab wounds!

The knife is ruthless!

Every knife is aimed at the vital point.

If Tongshan hadn't practiced horizontal kung fu, his vitality would have far surpassed that of ordinary people. Otherwise, this old friend who has been with him and guarded him for ten years may not come back this time!

Boom~

Seeing the shocking injuries on Tongshan, Ye Fan clenched his palms tightly, and then hit the ground with a bang.

In the villa, on the marble floor, there suddenly appeared a majestic and terrifying fist mark!

"Master, I...I'm fine."

Seeing Ye Fan's face like this, Tongshan forced a smile. That dying voice is as weak as it needs to be.

"fine?"

"You're almost dead, why are you saying you're fine!"

Ye Fan was furious and cursed at the man in front of him.

"Are you an idiot?"

"If you can't beat it, you can still fight hard?"

"Can't you find death?!"

Facing Ye Fan's anger, Tongshan bowed his head and remained silent.

The two-meter tall man was trained like a child in front of Ye Fan.

Then, Ye Fan picked up his phone and called Mr. Han. JrNovels.com