he black reporter's chest. The whole thing looked effortless, even lighter than a caress.After he pointed, the Black journalist's body froze instantly, unable to move at all. Even his two raised fists...At the door of the Serious Crimes Unit, Wang Xue'ning was pacing anxiously. She had just used all her connections to try and get Ye Bufan released, but unfortunately, no one gave her a definite answer.

This is not surprising, though she founded her own company, her network is still limited, and Wang Xuance's contacts could never help her with this kind of thing.

Just when he didn't know what to do, Ye Bufan suddenly walked out with a relaxed expression.

"Xiao Fan, you're out." Wang Xue Ning immediately greeted him cheerfully, taking his arm and looking at him with concern. "They didn't do anything to you, did they"

"I told you, I'm fine. They were just asking some casual questions, they were very friendly and even wanted me to stay for dinner."

But I said my girlfriend was waiting for me, so I didn't agree to them.

"You're kidding me."

Wang Xue'ning gave him a sultry glance, but since he was out now, that was a good thing. She said excitedly, "Where shall we go"

Ye Bufan said, "Didn't you say you wanted to find a place to celebrate We haven't had dinner yet."

"Sounds good! I happen to know there's a farmhouse restaurant serving local dishes nearby. The food is quite unique, how about we go there"

“Okay, if that's what you prefer.”

After Ye Bufan finished speaking, the two of them got in the car and drove towards the outskirts of the city.

At the Hongmeng Group branch, Changsun Sheng sat on the sofa sipping red wine. The phone placed on the tea table rang.

As soon as I picked up the phone, I heard Lu Song say on the other end, "Master, that kid surnamed Ye just went in for a short while and somehow got released."

"So fast, it seems this kid really has some skills." Changsun Sheng was slightly taken aback, then asked: "Have you found out How did he get out"

Lu Song said: "I don't know the specifics yet, but I heard that Guo Jing personally released him."

"Come out if you dare. Someone who can wipe out the Yan family won't be so simple."

While saying that, Changsun Sheng didn't seem to mind too much. "But it doesn't matter, we have so many surprises prepared for him. It wouldn't be fun if we killed him all at once."

Lu Song said, "Master, what shall we do"

"I've prepared so many delicious dishes, of course I'll serve them to him. I want to see how long this kid can last."

Lu Song replied, "Understood, master."

Having hung up the phone, Changsun Sheng raised his wine cup and took a gentle sip. "Boy, although you have some skill, in front of me, there is only one path: death."

"When you're worn out, that little slut Wang Xue'ning will be mine."

Ye Bufan and another person were driving forward. In front of them was a rather remote path, with few pedestrians and vehicles on the road.

Suddenly, a figure appeared before them.

This is a middle-aged man of about 50, tall and broad-shouldered, carrying a long sword on his back. He stands in the road with his sword at his side.

Seeing someone in the road, Wang Xue凝 slammed on the brakes and brought the car to a halt, exclaiming, "Who is that"

"Don't worry, this is looking for me."

Ye Bufan finished speaking, opened the car door and got out. Wang Xue凝 followed closely behind him.

The middle-aged man bore a striking resemblance to Yan Shiying. From his looks alone, it was evident that he was Yan Sifang, but Ye Bufan still asked, "Who are you What's the matter"

The middle-aged man did not answer his question, but instead asked, "Are you Ye Bufan"

"Yes, it's me."

"That's right, I'm Yan Sifang. You killed my father, and I'm here to avenge him."

Ye Bufan said, “Your father is Yan Shiying.”

"Yes."

"How do you know it was me who killed him"

"I'm guessing," Yan Si Fang said. "You just had a conflict with the Yan family, and now my father is dead. I'm guessing you did it."

"What if I guess wrong"

Yan Si Fang's mouth curled into a sneer: "Then it can only be said that you are unlucky, destined to meet this fate."

Ye Bufan said, “Aren't you being a bit too rash”

Yan SiFang said: "You are a martial artist, the world of martial artists is a place where the strong prey on the weak. Even if you were wrongly accused, you died as you deserved."

Ye Bufan said, "What if you lose"

"How is this possible There's no way I could lose to you, a mere kid!"

Yan SiFang finished with a burst of arrogant laughter, clearly he came here to find Ye Bufan for revenge, but more importantly, to fulfill a responsibility.

To be honest, I don't have much feeling for Yan Shiying, so I'm not too sad.

Wang Xue Ning nervously grasped Ye Bufan's hand and said, "Xiao Fan, shall we call the police"

"Don't worry, just rest here for a bit, I'll handle this."

Ye Bufan patted her shoulder, motioning for her to stand aside and watch. Then Yan Si Fang said, "Since you said it's survival of the fittest, then go ahead."

"Boy, go die."

Yan Si Fang's expression turned cold, and he struck mercilessly. The long sword in his hand became a streak of lightning, whistling through the air and slashing down towards Ye Bufan's head. In his opinion, even if this young man in his twenties had high cultivation, he wouldn't be much of a threat. Killing Ye Bufan would be as easy as breathing.

As the long sword was about to descend upon the opponent's head, a large hand suddenly shot out and grasped the blade with a resounding "bang."

Seeing Ye Bufan catch the knife with his hand, Yan Sifang's face flashed a vicious look. His hand showed no mercy, ready to split the opponent in half with one blow.

Then his expression froze instantly. After seeing the lightning-fast blade fall into Ye Bufan's hand, he found that it was as if his arm had been clamped by an iron vise, unable to budge even a fraction of an inch.

"That..."

The sudden change made his eyes widen in astonishment. What kind of cultivation could allow one to catch his full-force sword strike with bare hands

This guy, though experienced, was only shocked for a flash. Immediately after, his right foot shot out, kicking towards Ye Bufan's head.

"Don't overreach."

Ye Bufan gently lifted his right foot, striking first with a kick to Yan SiFang's abdomen.

"Ah…"

Yan Si Fang let out a scream and flew out, landing with a thud on the ground.

When he climbed up again, the arrogant look on his face was replaced by terror.

Because that kick just shattered his Dantian, all the qi within him has dissipated at this moment, he's no different from a cripple.

"You... you actually crippled my cultivation! I'll fight you to the death!"

Yann Si Fang acted as if he were insane, pouncing toward Ye Bu Fan with wild frenzy.

It's a shame that his cultivation was wasted, and his body wasn't used to it. He only managed to take two steps before falling to the ground.

"Ye Bufan looked at him with a cold expression and said, 'As you just said, the world of warriors is all about survival of the fittest. From now on, just be an ordinary person.'"

He has never been a pushover. To spare someone who wants to kill him is already an act of great mercy.

Just then, a cold voice sounded from behind: "Boy, to destroy someone's cultivation so easily, what a cruel method."

Ye Bufan turned his head and saw an old man with white hair and beard slowly walking out of the darkness.

Although he was short in stature, the old man exuded a powerful aura from head to toe, clearly having reached the early stage of Earth Rank cultivation.

"Master, this boy killed my father and destroyed my cultivation. You must avenge me!"

After seeing the old man, Yan SiFang immediately struggled to rush over. The person who came was the president of the Jiangnan Martial Arts Association - Niu Jiugeng.an in his twenties walked over. Judging from his attire, he was a student from the Inner Court of Cangfeng Academy."Is this Senior Brother from the Zhongyuan Institute Is he in charge of our assessmen...