"Pursuage?"

"Master Jones, do you think you are qualified to pursue the matter?"

"You...I...I..." Ye Fan said a few words, but Mike Jones was speechless when he asked, "I" for a long time, but he didn't say anything.

That's right, although Ye Fan's words are harsh, the truth is exactly the same.

The seventh elder is dead, and the master is also Ye Fan's defeated general.

Even though there are many subordinates behind Mike Jones, but these people who are not even as good as the masters alone may not be able to stop Ye Fan's blow at all.

"Then...then what do you want?"

"Are you trying to kill me?" Mike Jones asked Ye Fan sternly with fear in his heart.

"Your Excellency, you have to think clearly."

"I am the young head of the Jones family, and I am also a core member of the Truman family. If you kill me, have you thought about the consequences?"

"Besides, as you said before, you and I have no grudges in the past, we have no grudges in recent days, and we have never met each other in our lives. Why don't we each take a step back today?"

"I asked you to take people away, and you also let us leave safely."

"Why not?"

After experiencing the initial panic, Mike Jones gradually calmed down.

With a friendly smile, he spoke politely to Ye Fan.

Ye Fan shook his head and snorted.

"Just now I proposed to take a step back. You, the young master, are not happy."

"Why, now you know how to take a step back?"

"What the hell are you doing?"

Ye Fan spoke harshly, and his tone was extremely unpleasant, and he didn't save the rich young master the slightest bit of face.

At that time, Ye Fan's cold shout made Mike Jones' old face tremble in fright, and his palms began to tremble again: "You...you are presumptuous, you dare to scold me, I am Truman..."

"Don't talk about Truman!"

"If I were afraid of this, the old man would not have died just now."

"You think I dare to kill even the elders of the Trumen, and would you mind killing a few more people from the Trumen?"

Ye Fan sneered coldly, his words were sonorous, like gold and stone falling to the ground, trembling in all directions.

Moreover, every time Ye Fan said a word, the killing intent on his body became stronger.

The torrential chill scared Mike Jones back again and again, until finally, with a bang, he squatted on the ground, his eyes full of despair.

However, just when Mike Jones thought that he was completely doomed this time and that he was doomed, who would have thought that a faint voice sounded quietly among the crowd.

"Ye Fan?"

"He's my brother, save face and let him go." JrNovels.com