"Brother Lang, I really know I was wrong. As long as you forgive me this time, I will never dare to cause trouble for you again!"

Ye Fan continued to chatter and beg desperately.

Huang Lang looked him up and down and fell into thought.

Killing this guy would mean losing countless luck points, but if Ye Fan was not killed, there was no guarantee that he would turn the tables and kill Huang Lang one day.

Ye Fan is a son of luck. As long as he is not completely killed, it will not be surprising if he launches a desperate counterattack at any time.

Wait, Jedi strikes back?

...counterattack?

Huang Lang's heart trembled, and his eyes glanced at Ye Fan inadvertently, and he immediately found that he had hidden his left hand behind his back intentionally or unintentionally.

A hint of cold light was still reflected in his left hand.

So that's how it is. Huang Lang couldn't help but smile.

As expected, Ye Fan is not a honest guy and has a lot of bad intentions!

Since you want to die so badly, don't blame me for being rude!

However, Huang Lang did not expose him. Instead, he bent down with a smile and pretended to help Ye Fan up.

"Oh my, Brother Ye, you're too polite! Hurry up and get up!

Our past scores are now written off, and from now on we are good brothers despite having different fathers and mothers!"

"Brother Lang is right. From now on, we are half-brothers!"

"Brother Fan!"

"Brother Lang!"

Both of them had tears in their eyes, and the next step was about to be the good show of brothers recognizing each other.

However, at this moment something strange happened. Ye Fan quickly waved his left hand, and the cold light of the dagger, like a flash of lightning in the clear sky, struck towards Huang Lang.

When Ye Fan was pretending to be a grandson just now, he had already planned to launch a sneak attack when Huang Lang was not prepared, wanting to kill Huang Lang in one fell swoop!

Huang Lang, this dagger of mine is a ground-level weapon. No matter how powerful you are, once you suffer a fatal wound, you will definitely die!

Haha, you're dead!

Just when Ye Fan was feeling proud, he suddenly felt his left wrist tighten, and the dagger, which was only a few millimeters away from Huang Lang, was suddenly fixed in the air.

At some point, Huang Lang grabbed Ye Fan's left wrist tightly.

In a hurry, Ye Fan used all his strength, but his left hand holding the dagger remained motionless.

Click!

The sound of broken bones was heard, and Ye Fan's wrist was twisted off by Huang Lang.

"what!"

Ye Fan screamed in pain, and big beads of sweat appeared on his forehead.

The pain of a broken wrist almost made him want to die.

Then, Huang Lang's gentle voice sounded.

"Brother Fan, what are you doing? Ah, I see. You must have seen that I lack a weapon for self-defense, so you gave me this dagger, right?"

The softer Huang Lang spoke, the more creepy it sounded to Ye Fan.

Ye Fan's face turned pale, but he no longer dared to cry out in pain.

At this moment, he knew very well that if he said something wrong, Huang Lang would probably kill him immediately.

In extreme helplessness, Ye Fan gritted his teeth and endured the severe pain: "Yes, yes, Brother Huang, this earth weapon dagger is for you."

After saying this, his wrist hurt, but his heart hurt even more!

A dagger of earth-level quality, it's a priceless treasure!

But Ye Fan had no choice but to give away such a treasure!

He knew that if he didn't handle it properly, Huang Lang might really kill him!

"Haha, thank you so much for your kindness, Brother Fan!"

After Huang Lang finished being polite, he frowned and said, "I don't know whether this earth-level dagger is real or fake?

Have to test the sharpness.

I wonder if Brother Fan is willing to cooperate with me for a while?"

As he spoke, he turned his gaze to Ye Fan.

Ye Fan had a bad feeling in his heart, and asked with a forced smile: "Brother Lang, what do you mean..."

bass!

The white knife went in and the red knife came out, and a bloody hole immediately appeared on Ye Fan's chest.

Blood was gushing out.

Huang Lang carefully looked at the blood-stained dagger and nodded with satisfaction: "Not bad, not bad, this knife is quite sharp."

Ye Fan covered the wound on his stomach in pain and looked at Huang Lang in disbelief.

It turns out that what Huang meant by testing the knife was testing it on my body!

Huang Lang is such a mean guy!

The soul of Old Ma hidden in Ye Fan's body also felt the harm Ye Fan suffered.

With his interests at stake, Mr. Ma couldn't help but feel indignant: "This kid surnamed Huang is going too far!

It seems that I have to take action myself!

"Xiao Fan, just stand by and watch how I deal with this guy surnamed Huang!"

Ye Fan immediately said in surprise: "Mr. Ma, are you finally ready to take action?"

"Brat surnamed Huang, I beat you up like this. If I don't take action now, I'm afraid your body will be lost!"

There was one more thing Old Ma hadn’t said, which was that without Ye Fan’s body, Old Ma’s soul could not be kept there, and he was not far from death.

"Mr. Ma, it seems like you're the only one in the world who's truly kind to me! Woo woo woo..."

"Xiao Fan, as a man, you shouldn't cry!"

Mr. Ma said with a look of regret.

I secretly complained in my heart: Ye Fan’s character is really bad.

But there was nothing Mr. Ma could do, because Ye Fan's body was so compatible with Mr. Ma's soul.

With a sigh, Mr. Ma decided to step forward and help Ye Fan overcome this difficulty.

Ma Lao's figure appeared in the hall as if in reality, and his voice was like a bell: "Huang Lang, stop it immediately!"

As soon as he appeared, Old Ma saw Ye Fan's miserable appearance, and when he saw the dagger dripping with blood in Huang Lang's hand, his old face was immediately filled with anger.

Not only was Ye Fan's wrist broken, but there was also a hole in his stomach. It was a horrible sight.

You have to know that Ye Fan's body is Ma Lao's host body, which is related to his soul. Now that his host body has become like this, how can he not be angry?

Looking more closely at the dagger in Huang Lang's hand, he was so angry that he was shaking all over.

That dagger is a treasure of earth-level quality that he treasures!

It is also one of the Ma family's treasures!

At the beginning, Ye Fan was allowed to use it for self-defense because he was too weak, otherwise Mr. Ma would definitely not be willing to give it away.

But now that this earthenware has fallen into Huang Lang's hands, how can Mr. Ma not be angry?

"Are you Huang Lang? Humph, let me tell you, you better return that dagger to Ye Fan as soon as possible!

And if you take the initiative to poke eight or ten holes in your body, then kneel down and kowtow a hundred times, I might let you go!

Otherwise, hehe, when I take action, you will die without a burial place!"

As he was speaking, someone from the Huang family who was watching said, "Who is this guy? He speaks so arrogantly!"

Old Ma glanced at the Huang family members and said, "It seems that I have no choice but to reveal my true identity!

I am Ma Bingguang, the former head of the Ma family!"

"He is the head of the Ma family, Mr. Ma!"

As soon as Mr. Ma finished speaking, the onlookers fell silent.

After about ten seconds, they began to cry out in surprise.

"It is said that Master Ma has reached the Martial Emperor realm and is one of the top ten masters in our country!"

"With Master Ma taking action, Young Master Huang is in trouble now!"

"It's not just difficult, the Huang family must meet the request that Mr. Ma just made!"

"..."

Even Huang Haoran and Huang Xiang were surprised when they heard Ma Bingguang's name.

As others have said, Ma Bingguang was once one of the top ten martial arts masters in Longguo.

Not to mention Huang Lang, even Huang Xiang would be crushed to death in minutes!

Huang Xiang was about to go and persuade his son, but was stopped by Huang Haoran.

"Dad, why are you stopping me? Ma Bingguang is the former head of the Ma family, and his strength is on par with the ancestor of the Ma family!

Killing us is easier than crushing two ants!

I'd better persuade Xiao Lang to admit his mistake!

Otherwise, you might end up in trouble!"

Huang Haoran shook his head, his expression solemn: "Let's wait and see. I see Xiao Lang looks confident, it's very likely that he has already come up with a way to deal with it.

The reason why Xiao Lang asked the old grandmother for help before was probably to prevent the arrival of masters like Ma Bingguang, right?

It seems Xiao Lang is far more profound than we thought!"

Huang Xiang also patted his head, thinking of the doting look of the old grandmother on Huang Lang, and couldn't help but say: "Yes, yes, yes, with the old grandmother's support, Ma Bingguang is nothing!"

Relieved, he was no longer anxious, but became a spectator again.

At this time, Huang Lang was not at all surprised by Ma Bingguang's sudden appearance.

After all, I had received the system prompt before.

Huang Lang sneered, and the old guy finally couldn't hold back and was about to take action.

But fortunately I had made preparations in advance, otherwise it would be really tricky now!

"Old man, if you have the guts, then do it. See if I can torture you or not!"

Seeing that Huang Lang was not intimidated by his reputation, Mr. Ma was so angry that he trembled all over.

"Huang Lang, you disrespectful little thing, I just gave you a chance to live for the sake of the Huang family!

Since you want to die, I will grant your wish!"

He glanced at the guests around him.

Then he shouted confidently, "Hu Youquan, have you had enough of watching the fun? Come out here right now!"

After waiting for a minute, no one came forward.

Ma Lao frowned and shouted even louder: "Hu Youquan, where the hell have you been?

Get out of here right now!"

Three minutes later, still no one answered.

Old Ma had a bad feeling in his heart, and cold sweat broke out on his forehead.

Where did the damn Hu Youquan and his son go?

I clearly ordered them to come here in advance with the Peak Recovery Pills through a long-distance voice transmission, didn’t I?

But I have been shouting here for a long time, but still can't see any sign of these two people.

Did Master Hu betray me?

Mr. Ma immediately shook his head, it was impossible.

Not to mention that the Hu family has always been his lackeys, Mr. Ma's soul-capturing technique is not something that can be easily defeated.

Every generation of the Hu family patriarch would be subjected to the soul-stealing technique by Master Ma, so it was impossible for them to betray him.

At this moment, Mr. Ma's eyes accidentally came into contact with the bloodstains on the ground.

Today is Huang Lang’s wedding day, why is there blood?

After a little thought, Ma Lao was startled. Could it be...

He couldn't help but blurt out: "Huang Lang, you...you killed Hu Youquan and his son?"

Huang Lang smiled faintly and said calmly: "I was the one who killed them. Who told them to speak so rudely?"

Mr. Ma felt dizzy and was shocked beyond words.

Kill someone if they disagree?

Damn Huang Lang, he is too domineering!

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