could do it... well, so what if I gave him another chance Su Qin thought about this and her face flushed slightly.Now all the students started filling out their ballots, but by now everyone had made..."Xiao Fan, how are you" Si Kong Yanyan saw Ye Fan finally come out and walked forward in surprise. However, she saw the peerless beauty held by Ye Fan, her eyes filled with a strange meaning. How could Xiao Qi be at this time, still forgetting to pick up girls

Ye Fan didn't even bother to explain to them. He shouted loudly at TuTu: "Take them away from here immediately, as far as possible."

Tu Tu didn't make a sound, but turned and walked towards the car parked nearby. It was Ye Fan's Wuling Hongguang.

"Ye Fan, what exactly happened" Yu Fei asked, sounding a bit suspicious.

"No time to say more, remember, no matter what happens, don't come back." Ye Fan turned his head again and shouted at Miao Rou, "And you, live well for me. If you die too, how can I kill my stupid woman"

After Ye Fan finished speaking, he turned and walked back. With a flash, his figure disappeared.

Miao Rou stared blankly at the direction Ye Fan had disappeared, her mind struggling to catch up. He had actually called her a foolish woman.

Her fists were clenched tightly, she had to kill him with her own hands. However, he could only die at her hands, hopefully he wouldn't have any accidents this time.

At this time, TuTu had already started Ye Fan's car and turned around. Several women got in the car one by one. Miao Rou hesitated for a moment, but she still squeezed in.

As soon as she went in, Tuttu slammed on the gas pedal and sped off like a bullet.

Ye Fan returned to the venue, but this time, he was carrying a fire god cannon on his shoulders. It was Tu Tula's weapon.

He also casually picked up Tutu's iconic sunglasses and couldn't help but put them on, blocking the doorway as if a god had descended.

Ye Fan looked up, he had only been gone for a while, but the situation on the field had already changed. The soldiers were retreating steadily, being beaten by the Night Wolves into a sorry state. As for Fatty, he seemed to have been completely suppressed by the Thousand-Faced True Monarch, the situation was very dire. As for Pig Brother Kong Hua...

It was a terrible sight. Ye Fan's Night Squad fared better, as they were all agile and quick-witted. At the first sign of trouble, they would dodge out of harm's way. When it came to running away, they were unmatched.

But Lang Si and his elite group brought from Beijing, they got involved. It was like being beaten up by the pig Kong Hua!

Kong Hua, the pig-demon, kicked them away one by one with a single leg. They were wearing those perverted fire-fighter suits, this latest type of armor-like thing. Their defenses were quite good. Although Kong Hua's every kick was earth-shattering and sent them flying away.

But after they fell, it was just a pain for a moment. After being kicked away by Kong Hua, the pig, they got right back up and jumped into the new battle again.

They were lucky to be wearing those clothes, or else they would have been kicked to death by the pig butcher.

However, even so, they each felt bruised and battered all over, not a single inch without pain. They were entirely relying on their sheer willpower to fight Ge Ma brother to the death. They also knew that if they didn't do this, none of them would survive.

The Nightforce relied even less on these people, who only resorted to cowardly attacks and ambushes. They were experts at such underhanded tactics, but the problem was that they had run out of their stink bombs entirely.

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A truckload of stink bombs were thrown up, but not a single hair on Piggy's head was even ruffled.

These Night Squad members, after throwing their weapons, only said, "Hold on, brothers."

Then they collectively retreated to the back and cheered on their teammates.

Their retreat, their posture, their movements, their speed, were truly remarkable.

Ye Fan saw all of this from afar. His brows furrowed deeply. Pig Brother was truly extraordinary. He had actually exhausted all the trump cards of the Dark Night Squad and remained unscathed. In itself, this was already a feat worthy of pride.

Ye Fan knew that if this continued, they would all be finished.

Ye Fan didn't hesitate any longer, and fired a shot at Kong Hua, the pig-headed man over there.

With a loud bang

Ye Fan couldn't help but take a step back, the recoil from his shoulder was simply too great.

Pig Kong Hua had just been blasted by the rocket launcher, his head and face covered in soot. He was already on high alert and had noticed Ye Fan at the doorway. When Ye Fan opened fire, he immediately dodged out of the way.

The shot, of course, went wide, blowing the wall behind it to smithereens.

Pigco Kong Hua looked at Ye Fan with a sneer in his eyes, as if to say, "You think you can hit me Dream on!"

Ye Fan ignored him. He didn't intend to actually hit Zhu Ge with his shot; his purpose in firing was to draw everyone's attention. Now that everyone on the scene had focused their attention on him, Ye Fan had achieved his desired effect.

He exhaled a surge of true energy and boomed, “Fatty, members of the Night Troops, listen to my command, retreat!”

Upon hearing Ye Fan's command, the members of the Dark Night Squad didn't hesitate for a moment and immediately retreated from the battlefield in a swarm. In the blink of an eye, they were by Ye Fan's side.

Ye Fan didn't expect that his Night Force would still be a mobile force, so quick to react.

"Grandpa Fatty's got no time to play with you, gotta go now."

The fat man, who was battling the Qianmian Zhenjun, suddenly made a blunder. He dodged an attack from the Qianmian Zhenjun and then quickly retreated.

“Can you escape” Qian Mian Zhenjun roared, apparently seeing through the fat man’s intentions. He had taken the lead and secured an excellent position. With a punch, he struck towards the fat man.

The fat man was focused on leaving, oblivious to Qianmian Zhenjun's movement. He was struck by Qianmian Zhenjun's punch, feeling a burning sensation in his internal organs. However, despite the blow, he managed to use the force of the punch to propel himself several steps back. He used his momentum to bounce off and float several more steps away.

Qian Mian Zhenjun was still unwilling to give up, he still wanted to chase after them. But the fat man had already picked up a chicken leg in his hand. He circulated his true qi silently, then suddenly turned around and said: "Let you taste the Fat Grandpa's Chicken Leg Bomb!"

After finishing his words, the fat man's hand suddenly jerked. A ball of light, shimmering and dazzling, shot towards the Thousand-Faced True Monarch who was rushing over.

Where could the pursuer of the Thousand Faces True Monarch, Fatso, possibly think that the drumstick the fatso had just been eating would suddenly become a weapon

He instinctively ducked his head, dodging the drumstick that flew towards him. A loud bang echoed behind him, startling Qian Mian Zhenjun. He couldn't fathom how a simple drumstick could possess such immense power.i Jiro roared in despair, he no longer remembered any organizational discipline, all he knew was that now, he had to survive.Ye Fan knew that asking Kozui no Jiro again wouldn't get him any more infor...