"You...you..."
Yang Yun and his team were frightened out of their wits.
They stared at that figure standing against the blazing flames as tsunamis surged wildly in their hearts.
“Who...who are you?" asked Yang Yun fearfully as the terror mounted in his heart.
The person in the flames didn't say anything.
He just lifted his foot and started walking towards them slowly.
What made Yang Yun feel even more terrified was the fact that this person's feet seemed to be walking on air.
He really looked like he was a demon who had crawled out from hell and came to earth.
"Who...who are you?! Who on earth are you? Are you human? A ghost?!" Yang Yun and the rest were on the verge of peeing
themselves.
Their legs felt like jelly and they were shaking all over.
They wanted to run, but they were already too frightened to move.
As that figure drew closer to them, a sinister and icy voice finally resounded in the dark night.
"Shouldn't I be the one asking you this question? Who was it! Who got you to kill me!"
Ye Fan stared down at them from above, and his ominous gaze looked down at them like they were merely five little ants. There was no expression on his face at all.
BOOM!
Yang Yun and the rest widened their eyes in shock. They felt like they had just been struck by lightning.
They almost forgot to breathe because they were too terrified.
"You...you're Ye Fan?! How...how can this be? Are you a human or a ghost?!" Yang Yun was really petrified now.
He felt that everything he had understood about the world just collapsed.
From the questions the man asked him, Yang Yun could guess that this person was Ye Fan, the man they had just blasted earlier.
But how could he have survived ten of those rocket grenades?
That was simply impossible!
Yang Yun couldn't believe that anybody would be able to survive such a blast.
And this man had even walked right out from the fire unscathed!
Yang Yun had no idea that Ye Fan had previously survived a missile attack, so a few grenades wasn't going to do anything to him.
But Ye Fan was in no mood to chat with
him.
He walked over and grabbed Yang Yun by the neck, then lifted him off the ground slowly.
"I repeat my question. Who instructed you to come here?" Ye Fan's frosty voice was furious and malicious at the same time.
It made the listeners feel all their hair stand on end.
But Yang Yun could barely even breathe since Ye Fan's hand was around his neck, never mind talk.
He struggled in pain as he continued to groan and gasp for air.
He soon stopped moving.
Ye Fan casually flung him onto the ground.
After that, he turned his icy gaze towards the other four.
'Say it. Who got you to come here?' Ye Fan's tone of voice was very flat and calm, like the surface of a lake.
But anyone familiar with Ye Fan would know that the calmer he seemed, the angrier he really was.
The bright flames were still dancing in the wind behind him.
Ye Fan's icy face looked even more frightening and imposing from the flickering shadows caused by the flames.
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