"Ye Fan... you''re so ruthless..."


    "Old Mo, you actually dare to betray the lord, you''re seeking death!"


    Han Chengye and Cao Yutang each retreated a few steps from the window and the doorway, staring resentfully at Ye Fan and Shen Nanfei!


    Shen Nanfei gave a faint smile, "Hmph! You two dogs, you still think I''m that piece of crap Old Mo? Let me tell you, Old Mo has been dead for a long time, I am the real Shen Nanfei!"


    "Son of a bitch, you dare to insult my daughter like this, I''m going to kill you!"


    Shen Nanfei himself was only at the peak of Grandmaster strength and didn''t dare to attack them rashly.


    While cursing loudly, he saw several bottles of alcohol on the table. Without any hesitation, he forcefully sprayed them towards Han Chengye and Cao Yutang.


    At this moment, Han Chengye still had a bit of strength to keep his body from falling, but his entire body was nearly sliced into pieces by the silk threads. With just a foot between them, he was like a well-assembled pile of blocks, that could collapse at any slight disturbance.


    When they tried to use their Martial Arts Qi, it was leaking out wildly. How could they have the strength to stop the strong liquor Shen Nanfei was splashing on them now?


    Hiss, hiss!


    The high-proof alcohol drenched them, seeping into their flesh through the cuts made by the silk threads!


    That burning sensation!


    "Ah! Damn it..."


    "Motherfucker! Fuck! Fuck! Fuck! I''m going to die, going to die..."


    The room instantly filled with screams like those of a slaughtered pig, Han Chengye and Cao Yutang howling in agony, jumping on the spot, thrashing around like headless flies.


    But what terrified them was that they had only just stepped back two meters!


    Spurt, spurt!


    Again, there came a familiar and crisp sound. In despair, they discovered that not only was their chest sliced, but also mysteriously on their backs, another set of fine silk threads had cut another half of their bodies.


    It was as if a cucumber was standing there, with a knife cut on each side!


    Even though each knife only cut halfway through, together they had completely severed the cucumber, only the muscles in the middle hadn''t caught up yet, pretending to still be attached!


    "Ah... why can''t I feel my waist anymore?"


    "My hands won''t obey me!"


    With terror, Han Chengye and Cao Yutang "stood" in the room, only their eyeballs moving, looking at their own blood-soaked wounds, motion practically impossible.


    All they felt inside was fear and more fear!


    The projected scene continued to change, the next one being Han Chengye''s secret training base, which was blown to bits by Guo Li''s artillery fire!


    Then came Cao Yutang''s Cao Family Courtyard, and Cao Yutang''s security company!


    ...


    All the bases and properties of the Han and Cao families in Guangcheng, anywhere there were core Martial Arts disciples present, were almost all displayed on the screen of Ye Fan''s phone.


    Without exception, they were all slaughtered and taken down!


    The last image was outside the White Cloud Hotel, where Cao Yutang and Han Chengye, being very cautious, had left a large number of Martial Arts Bodyguards as a precaution before entering the hotel, thinking they could come to rescue them if anything unexpected happened.


    But at this moment, the screen showed that all the manpower they had arranged had been captured.


    "So, all your rescues have been wiped out! No one will come to save you now..." Ye Fan put his phone away and stared coldly at the two men, "When you participated in the assassination of my third brother, you should have foreseen this day!"


    A murderer shall be murdered!


    "Ye Fan... you''re ruthless! This is... heart-wrenching murder!"


    "You''re a devil, not a human!"


    At this time, although Han Chengye and Cao Yutang''s lifeforce was rapidly dissipating, they could still feel despair, pain... regret!


    If they had known how terrifyingly strong Ye Fan was, why on earth did they follow Prince Jin to kill the third son of the Ye Family?


    Regrettably, there is no medicine for regret in the world!


    "That''s right! I am heart-wrenchingly murderous! Hmph! My third brother defended his home and country, battling in blood. How did you treat him? When he was being surrounded and attacked, did you think of his feelings?" Ye Fan''s eyes nearly burst into flames as he stared at Han Chengye and the others! Discover more stories at My Virtual Library Empire


    For exterminating my Ye Family, destroying the foundation of my Ye Family, every single murderer must pay a heavy price!


    The two wore expressions of dejection, and as they were lost in myriad thoughts, Ye Fan had already approached them, fan in hand, and gently fanned in their direction.


    "What... what are you going to do now? We''re already like this, are you still not going to let it go?"


    Ye Fan smiled faintly, "Don''t be afraid! I''m just helping you achieve liberation, that''s all, lending you a hand!"


    As he spoke, Ye Fan waved his hand, and the fan stirred up a breeze, blowing towards their bodies.


    Such peculiar actions left Han Chengye and Cao Yutang somewhat dumbfounded.


    What did Ye Fan mean by this?


    Did he intend to kill them with the wind?


    But they had forgotten, their bodies were already sliced up, barely maintaining a delicate balance, and after a gust of wind blew over...