Chapter 35

All guests can come to Ye's house to celebrate their birthday. Everyone's identity is extraordinary. It can be said that stamping one's foot can make Xia Guozhen a big man in the third earthquake.

Just an old saying goes well.

When a man is angry, his blood splashes five steps. Within ten steps, he will be the enemy.

This sentence means that even if you have the power of a country and have no power, a reckless man can kill you within ten steps.

Moreover, ye Xuan is not a reckless man. In his eyes, no matter who you are, unless you are a legendary immortal God, there is no difference between the people present and mole ants in his eyes.

All the guests present were sophisticated people. They understood the current situation very well. Everyone looked hesitant. It was obvious that they had a desire to retreat.

Without waiting for these guests to make a decision, dozens of ancient warriors set an example.

"Old ye, I'm sorry. We're not his opponents. Goodbye!" Several ancient warriors looked ashamed, bowed to ye Canghai, jumped vertically and horizontally, and left Ye's courtyard directly.

"Old ye, give back all the 30 million yuan. Take care of yourself." A master of chemical strength shook his head and sneered. He walked directly to the door. Although 30 million yuan is attractive, compared with his own life, he still knows how to choose him.

Dozens of ancient warriors left in twos and threes. Facing a terrorist who could crush Gu Yaobang to death, they couldn't even raise a trace of fighting spirit.

There was a dead silence and a heavy atmosphere.

Ye Canghai and his son look extremely ugly. Although they secretly hate the shameless faces of these ancient warriors, the key problem now is how to solve the immediate trouble.

"Little brother, you have to forgive others. After all, you are also a descendant of the Ye family. Why don't we sit down and talk?" A political bigwig stepped out with a smile on his face.

"Who are you?" Ye Xuan's eyes narrowed slightly.

"I'd like to introduce myself. I'm Li, the Minister of household..."

Wheeze!

The so-called chamberlain of the Ministry of household was directly killed on the spot by Ye Xuan and turned into a headless corpse.

"Hiss!"

The voice of sucking the air conditioner came from the guests. They looked afraid. No one dared to stand out for the Ye family any more. The look in Ye Xuan's eyes showed the color of fear.

"I only give you ten breath time. If you don't leave again, you'll never have to leave."

Ye Xuan's eyes narrowed slightly, the blood light around him bloomed slightly, and an extremely terrible killing opportunity broke out. Obviously, he didn't just talk, but really had a killing intention in his heart.

"Old ye, there is nothing we can do today. Please forgive me." A political bigwig bowed his hand and walked directly out of the door with his family without even saying a word of nonsense.

One person took the lead. This silent fear was magnified in an instant. Guests kept leaving, which also made the faces of the Ye family more and more pale. The eyes looking at Ye Xuan were even more frightened.

"Ye Xuan, you little bastard, even if you are a master of ancient martial arts, can you really be my Ye family?"

Step, step!

Many footsteps came from outside the door. Ye Hanchuan rushed into the Ye family compound with hundreds of guards. These guards were fully armed and armed. They looked that they had received formal training.

"Shoot him."

Without any nonsense, ye Hanchuan roared. Hundreds of guards held submachine guns, pulled the trigger directly, tore all the flames and shot Ye Xuan.

Dada, dada!

Countless bullets were roaring, and hundreds of flames were raging. In the face of modern heavy weapons, ye Xuan sneered and didn't take it in his eyes

"Kill!"

Hell demands life, and the ghost seduces the soul.

With one sword, ye Xuan directly cut more than ten guards into two pieces, spraying a lot of blood, and the extremely strong smell of blood filled the whole Ye family courtyard.

His limbs were broken and his blood flowed into a river. Ye Xuan seemed to turn into a Shura in the underworld. A large number of floating corpses fell at his feet. Under the reflection of blood on the ground, it was even more terrible for him.

"For... Why?"

"He... Is he still human?"

Ye Hanchuan trembled and watched hundreds of guards die miserably on the spot. His whole person seemed to have lost his soul and was completely shocked by Ye Xuan's terrible means.

Boom!

The void exploded and the air burst. When hundreds of guards died, the air was filled with a pungent smell of blood. Ye Xuan walked towards Ye Hanchuan step by step until the bloodthirsty demon sword hit his throat, ye Hanchuan suddenly woke up.

"Xuan... Xuan'er... Don't... Don't kill me... I'm your second uncle!"

Plop!

When death really came, ye Hanchuan was paralyzed directly to the ground. He looked at Ye Xuan with a murderous face. There was an unstoppable fear in his eyes, and he begged Ye Xuan humbly.

"Ye Xuan, stop it. You've killed enough people. No matter what resentment you have against the Ye family, he's your second uncle."

Xia Qingzhu was pale, and a lot of water mist appeared in her eyes. She walked towards Ye Xuan quickly until she held Ye Xuan from behind with open arms, which also eased Ye Xuan's ferocious expression gradually.

The world is silent.

When Xia Qingzhu held Ye Xuan tightly, ye Hanchuan showed a touch of hope in his eyes, and his eyes looked at Xia Qingzhu with gratitude.

Ye Hanchuan knows that ye Xuan and Xia Qingzhu used to be childhood friends. If anyone can stop Ye Xuan in the presence, only Xia Qingzhu is most likely.

"Ye Xuan, green bamboo, please put down the hatred in your heart." Xia Qingzhu held Ye Xuan tightly, and his choking voice came slowly.

"Put it down?"

"How to put it down?" Ye Xuan's ferocious face returned to calm.

"Come home with me, let's go back to the past and stop dealing with these right and wrong from now on." Xia Qingzhu whispered softly.

"Nephew ye Xuanxian, in the past, my uncle was very harsh on you. It's my uncle's fault. You killed nangongyun today, and there are hundreds of lives in the Ye family. How about letting go?" Xia Tiejun was even more comforting.

Looking at the scene in front of him, ye Canghai's face changed a few times and hurriedly said, "grandson, thousands of mistakes are all Grandpa's mistakes. Please rest your thunder anger."

After saying this, ye Canghai winked hard at ye canghao, which also made ye canghao feel ashamed and angry, but he still endured his anger and said with a strong smile to Ye Xuan: "there is no barrier between you and my father and son. My father has been sorry for your mother and son these years, and I will make amends for you here."

Pooh!

The cold light was cold and the blood was sprayed. Just when people thought Ye Xuan was going to change his mind, the bloodthirsty devil's Sword Pierced Ye Hanchuan's throat. When ye Xuan pulled back the bloodthirsty devil's sword, a large amount of blood flowed out of his throat. Ye Hanchuan directly turned into a cold corpse, and the floating corpse was at Ye Xuan's feet.

"For... Why... Is he your second uncle?" Looking at this scene, Xia Qingzhu made a dull voice.

Suddenly turned around, ye Xuan pushed Xia Qingzhu away from her, and directly let the woman stumble and fall to the ground. Ye Xuan looked at the woman under her indifferently, and a cruel smile came out of the corner of her mouth.