"Those who are sensible will be caught without a fight."

"In this case, there will be fewer casualties."

"Otherwise, the people below don't know the seriousness. If the gun accidentally fires and hurts you, don't blame me for not reminding you."

Suzuki Yoshi's cold voice echoed here.

Hearing what he said, he regarded Qian Chijing as Chu Tianfan's woman.

Thinking about it, if this Qianchi Jingruo has nothing to do with Ye Fan, how could Ye Fan let her be the president of the Sanhe Consortium.

Therefore, almost everyone believed that even if Qian Chijing and Ye Fan were not husband and wife, they were also lovers.

"Arrested without a fight?"

"Suzuki Yoshi, don't you feel like you're being whimsical?"

"Today, even if I, Iwai Zen, die, I will lead the Sanhe Consortium to smash your teeth!"

Iwai Zen replied sharply, and then all the fighters under the Sanhe Consortium drew their guns and confronted him.

Here, a gun battle seems to be imminent.

In front of Tianhe, Ye Fan and Xuezhao were still standing at a distance from each other.

One of the figures has a delicate body like jade, with a fluttering long skirt.

Three thousand black hairs, swaying with the wind.

The temperament is refined and the appearance is stunning.

On the cold pretty face, there was neither happiness nor sadness.

Yes, it's just the majesty and arrogance that is high above.

Ye Fan, who was opposite her, had his face downcast, and the hair on his forehead covered his face, making it impossible for anyone to see any of his emotions.

Only a little bit of bright red dripped down the corner of his mouth.

Behind him, the watery moonlight shone lightly on his body, but it was a haze that sprinkled the ground.

At this time, Ye Fan was like an abandoned child in the world.

Standing silently, the tall and straight figure in the past, but now there is only loneliness left.

As if the hero is twilight, it gives people endless sadness.

On the Tianwang corridor, Suzumiya Yingyue looked at the lonely figure in front of her with tears in her pretty face.

It was hard for her to imagine how proud and majestic her master was once.

Now, the curtain has come to an end.

No one knows, what kind of heartache is Suzugong Yingyue's heart at this time?

Especially when she saw Ye Fan vomit blood, Lianggong Yingyue felt that her heart was about to break.

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