The strong dragon descends from the mountain and conquers the white, rich and beautiful fiancée

Originally, Ye Yan was struggling to fight two people alone and looked particularly passive.

After Yin Fei suddenly rushed out, his situation became even more dangerous.

In the kitchen, the cook named Hu was watching the show with great interest, smoking a cigarette and looking through the crack in the window.

"Mei Niang, your student is in big trouble this time! Do you need my help?"

Xiao Mei rolled her eyes at him.

"The mission is the most important thing. Don't worry, I won't cause any trouble."

"But I always feel that this kid can create miracles! What's more, Qin Zhongmou will not stand idly by."

Chef Hu touched his chin.

"Ye Yan's strength has reached the threshold of our organization."

"If he survives this time, perhaps you can try to contact him and absorb him."

However, Xiao Mei shook her head.

"I'm afraid our small temple can't accommodate this great god!"

Chef Hu looked unconvinced. "Are you overestimating him? I admit he's a true genius. He must have had some extraordinary adventure and possesses extraordinary luck."

"But of these people, at least eight out of ten have died in my hands!"

"Countless talented individuals, the best of the best, with lofty ambitions. After joining us, they only complete one or two missions before being completely defeated..."

He shook his head repeatedly, obviously not very optimistic about Ye Yan.

Xiao Mei took a deep breath.

"You don't understand! It was just a brief contact just now, but I feel like he's seen through me!"

"It even feels like someone in a higher position is observing the performance of a lesser person..."

While the two were talking, Ye Yan was forced to retreat step by step by the three men and rushed out of the farmyard.

"Boy, where are you going? Come and die!"

"Today you are doomed to have no way to heaven or earth, and no one can save you!"

He Feng was in a commercial vehicle parked outside the farmyard.

Qin Zhongmou watched the battle outside through the car window with great interest.

"Ye Yan is very agile and fast. Senior Han, don't you plan to intercept Ye Yan and kill him together?"

Qin Zhongmou looked at an old man in the back seat of the car.

The old man also had an extraordinary aura and sharp eyes. He was the master who was invited by the Luo family to help, and he was also a good friend of Luo Zhenye.

But he never appeared.

After confirming Qin Zhongmou's "attitude", he appeared with Tang Yuerou's mouth gagged.

"I don't need to do anything, the three of them are enough!"

Tang Yuerou's eyes were red and she was whimpering, as if she wanted to say something.

Unfortunately, the master named Han didn't give her a chance to speak.

His task was to keep an eye on Tang Yuerou.

When necessary, he can be used as a hostage to force Ye Yan to surrender.

If Ye Yan doesn't care about Tang Yuerou's life or death at all, it would be a good opportunity to alienate the relationship between them.

Qin Zhongmou sighed.

"It seems that someone doesn't trust me!"

The old man surnamed Han's expression remained unchanged as he quickly explained, "No, I absolutely didn't mean that! Looking at Tang Yuerou was Luo Zhenye's order..."

Qin Zhongmou smiled.

"You don't mean that? Then the one you don't trust is He Feng?"

"That's right. Tang Yuerou is He Feng's niece after all. And to the Luo family, He Feng is just an outsider and is indeed not trustworthy."

The old man surnamed Han's cheeks twitched slightly. How should one respond to this?

"Luo Zhenye probably didn't mean that..."

Qin Zhongmou advised, "Since you trust us enough, then you can join us and try to get this matter settled sooner rather than later to save precious time!"

"Otherwise, if Ye Yan accidentally turns the tables, things will become even more difficult."

The old man surnamed Han frowned tightly, carefully considering how to respond.

"Don't worry about that... We've already set up a tight net around here, that kid won't be able to escape even if he has wings!"

Before he could finish his words, a burst of gunfire was heard outside.

The old man surnamed Han breathed a sigh of relief: "It seems that the boy has been killed!"

However, the next moment.

"Boom!"

A body was thrown into the courtyard.

Looking closely, the body had almost turned into a pile of mud, with all the bones in the body broken.

The old man surnamed Han suddenly widened his eyes and trembled all over.

"Luo Zhenye? No, that's impossible..."

Not only him, Yan Polu and Yin Fei were also horrified and wanted to retreat.

Originally, the three of them joined forces and gradually forced Ye Yan into a desperate situation.

Ye Yan had no choice but to retreat in a hurry. As expected, he was led into the ambush circle they had set up.

A master is a strong person whose physical functions far exceed the limits of human beings.

In the same realm, defeating a grandmaster might not be that difficult.

But trying to kill him, especially trying to kill a master like Ye Yan who has exquisite body movements and amazing speed, is as difficult as ascending to heaven!

If you are not careful, the other party will escape.

So they ambushed more than twenty powerful internal energy masters with guns and set up a powerful firepower network. The master masters would surely die on the spot!

But never imagined...

When Ye Yan was about to step into the ambush circle, he suddenly changed his position and pushed Yan Polu into it.

Facing Luo Zhenye's obstruction, he burst out with powerful attack power and easily killed Luo Zhenye in just a few seconds!

Now, it was the turn of Yan Bolu, who was shot, and Yin Fei, who was frightened, to flee in panic under Ye Yan's pursuit.

The old man surnamed Han was stunned.

"Didn't you say Ye Yan is just a doctor? Luo Zhenye misled me!"

While speaking, Ye Yan picked up a branch and threw it out.

Yan Polu, the Northern Spear King who attempted to escape, was pierced through by tree branches and nailed to a tree that was too big for one person to hug.

Even at this point, he still didn't die.

"You...who are you?"

He is Yan Polu, who won the title of Northland Spear King at the age of thirty and has been active in the martial arts world for decades.

But now he is here, dying at the hands of an unknown person!

Ye Yan ignored his questioning and jumped up to chase after Yin Fei who was fleeing rapidly.

"Now that you're here, don't leave!"

"It took me quite a while to lure you out."

Yin Fei's face turned green. Why did he endure for so long but finally failed?

If he had known that Ye Yan’s strength was so terrifying, he would never have gotten involved in this mess!

"Crack!"

Ye Yan stepped forward and grabbed his shoulder.

In an instant, all the bones in half of his shoulder were crushed.

Yin Fei suddenly remembered that he still had a chance!

"Master Qin, save me..."

"Mr. Han, hurry up and control Tang Yuerou!"

Inside the car, the old man surnamed Han also came to his senses.

"Where's the gunman? Show up immediately and surround and kill Ye Yan!"

As he spoke, he reached out to grab Tang Yuerou, attempting to take her hostage.

But when he did this, he suddenly felt something was wrong.

He looked over subconsciously and found that what he was holding was Qin Zhongmou's arm.

Qin Zhongmou was a little displeased: "Why don't you listen to my advice? If you had taken the initiative just now..."

The old man surnamed Han shook his head repeatedly.

"No, even if I take action, I will never be Ye Yan's opponent!"

"This boy is too cruel. We can only use Tang Yuerou as a hostage to make him afraid to act rashly!"

Qin Zhongmou shook his head.

"You didn't understand what I meant!"

"Why don't you just take action and die at Ye Yan's hands? Fighting in the car is disgusting. I'm afraid it will scare my sister-in-law!"

The old man surnamed Han was stunned and didn't react.

He didn't have a chance to react.

The next moment.

"Pfft!"

Qin Zhongmou threw a punch, piercing the old man surnamed Han's chest before he could react!

Then, with the other hand, he grabbed the other person's head.

With a crisp "click" sound, the old man surnamed Han's head turned 180 degrees.