Return of the Soldier King novel Chapter 2

Ye Fan's sword-like eyebrows immediately wrinkled, and his starry eyes flashed with a ruthless light. His body suddenly jumped and disappeared from where he stood.

Almost at the same second he jumped away, several clouds of dust rose up from where he was standing.

"If I had been even half an hour slower, I would have been turned into a sieve!"

"Courting death!" Ye Fan's voice instantly became cold.

Looking into the distant darkness, he saw several black shadows holding spears. Ye Fan's temperament had undergone a heaven-shaking change.

The frivolity on his face was also replaced by a dense killing intent.

He had been in the underworld for more than a year, and he had never revealed his whereabouts to anyone. It was impossible for those people to find him!

Looking at the direction that Sikong Qing ran in, Ye Fan immediately understood. "It seems that this woman is in trouble. It really is troublesome!"

He didn't care about the fallen barbecue stall anymore and chased after the killer.

On the other side.

Sikong Qing fought as she retreated. She alone blocked twelve people. No matter how strong her ability to counterattack was, she could only be drenched in sweat. She was continuously defeated.

When she ran to the alley of death, Sikong Qing finally stopped in despair. When she was ready to fight to the death with the other party, she found that only two of the twelve people who were originally chasing her were chasing after her.

This made her very puzzled, but it was obviously not the time to think about it.

"If you are in such a hurry to die, then take your life!" Facing two people alone, Sikong Qing suddenly felt much more relaxed and chose to take the initiative to attack.

As for the ten assassins, she didn't know that they had been blocked by Ye Fan.

To be more precise, Ye Fan had been surrounded by those ten people.

"Mind your own business. I'll take your life first, then I'll go kill that woman!" The leader coldly said. The dagger in his hand glowed with a dense silver light as he pointed it at Ye Fan.

As for the other nine people, they all drew their daggers at the same time, slowly surrounding Ye Fan from all directions!

They never did things sloppily when they killed people!

Seeing that the encirclement was getting smaller and smaller, Ye Fan didn't move at all. His lips curled into a cold smile. "In this world, there is no shortage of people who want to take my life. It's just that the ones who die in the end are all them!"

"What a joke! With your bare hands, or your empty words?" A killer looked at Ye Fan, his eyes filled with disdain.

"Don't talk nonsense with him. Kill him!"

Immediately, the ten people brandished their short knives and hacked at Ye Fan. Like a net of swords, they instantly locked onto all of Ye Fan's vitals.

If they were stabbed by any one of them, there was absolutely no chance of survival!

Fast, accurate, ruthless!

However, Ye Fan was faster and more ruthless than them!

Under the brilliance of the hundreds of blades, Ye Fan's figure was like a ghost, instantly disappearing from where he was!

Before he could react, Ye Fan reached out his hand and attacked one of the assassins.

He gathered his hands together and twisted them!

Kacha!

The sound of his neck breaking rang out. It was so clear, yet it was so ear-piercing, and it even stimulated his nerves!

With a muffled thud, the killer fell straight to the ground, blood gushing out from his mouth.

When he fell to the ground, he was already dead!

In an instant, this place became dead silent!

The night wind blew, and a fishy smell drifted past the remaining nine killers, causing all nine of them to tremble!

The nine of them looked at each other. The contempt in their eyes disappeared and was replaced by seriousness.

The next second.

"Pull out the guns!"

They did not have time to pay attention to their comrades who had fallen to the ground and died. They decisively took out their guns.

Pull out the gun, load, aim, shoot!

A series of actions were completed in the blink of an eye.

They killed people without sloppiness!

Bang! Bang! Bang! Bang! Bang!

The bullets drew out several dark golden tracks and shot towards Ye Fan.

"You really are professional, but you are still too slow!" The coldness in the corner of Ye Fan's eyes became even colder.