The netizens in the live broadcast room went crazy when they saw Ye Fan turn his head.
Countless people were waiting for this scene.
"I want to see who you are!”
Zhang Yuanming also stared at the screen, his eyes wide open.
He was waiting to see the true face of this boy.
Kacha ~
The hearts of the netizens in the live broadcast room shattered at the same time.
The moment Ye Fan turned his head, Zhang Qiming also took a step forward.
He accurately stepped on the camera.
"Damn it! The internet is cut off at this time?"
"F * ck! What the hell, which bastard stepped on the camera and broke it!”
"Ah Xi! Isn't this life-threatening?!"
The bullet screen in the live broadcast room was filled with wails. At this moment, Zhang Qiming was cursed by countless people.
She wished she could turn him into a wooden box that weighed six pounds and throw him into the air!
Zhang Qiming, who knew nothing, looked at the young man in front of him with a burning gaze.
The excitement in his heart could not be described with words.
The secret of the Zhang family was about to be unraveled from him.
Looking at Zhang Qiming's strange gaze, Ye Fan suddenly felt a chill run down his spine.
"What kind of look is that? There's no problem with my sexual orientation.”
Zhang Qiming, who was about to open his mouth, was immediately shut up.
He never expected that the first thing Ye Fan said to him would be this!
When the netizens who had no idea what was going on heard this, they immediately exploded.
"The words of wolf and tiger are actually in the tomb!”
"What exactly happened?”
"D * mn, it's so exciting just thinking about men and men!”
Zhang Yuanming was also stunned when he heard this. What the f * ck was going on? What exactly happened inside?
"Ancestor, the Zhang family is here to welcome you back!”
Nanny?
Looking at Zhang Qiming kneeling on the ground, Ye Fan was dumbfounded.
Although he didn't mind having a great-grandson, what the hell was with suddenly acknowledging relatives?
Could it be that he wanted to inherit his tomb?
Was he planning to play the family card?
Just as Ye Fan was in a daze, Gongshu Jingming had already rushed over.
The moment he approached Ye Fan, he fell on the ground and rubbed out.
At this moment, Zhang Qiming also looked up.
The scene that entered his eyes made countless little stars appear in his eyes.
As expected of the old ancestor of the Zhang Clan, he could easily defeat a person who had fallen into madness.
It was really too amazing.
Looking at Zhang Qiming's worshipful face, Ye Fan instantly became alert.
This guy was plotting against the tomb that he had built!
He looked at Gongshu Jingming, who was still alive.
He turned around and ran into the darkness.
In an instant, he disappeared from their sight.
It was better to run away first and let these two Zhuolu Zhongyuan.
"Ancestor, don't go!"
Zhang Qiming looked at Ye Fan who had disappeared and raised his leg to chase after him.
However, Gongshu Jingming no longer allowed it.
She jumped up from the ground and shouted as she rushed towards him.
Dang ~
The long saber and the axe collided fiercely.
Sparks and lightning flashed across the blade.
As the two exchanged blows, more or less wounds had already appeared on his body.
But unexpectedly, Zhang Qiming was at a disadvantage.
From time to time, new wounds would appear on his body.
"Master Gongshu, wake up!"
The more wounds he had, the more anxious he became.
At this moment, Gongshu Jingming was like a mad dog.
Zhang Qiming didn't know what it meant to dodge at all. He was using his strength to deal damage to Zhang Qiming.
The more they fought, the angrier Zhang Qiming became.
Especially after his arm was bitten by Gongshu Jingming.
He could no longer suppress the ferocity in his heart!
"Roar!"
A roar like that of a beast came from his chest.
The long saber in his hand slashed down at Gongshu Jingming like a bolt from the blue.
On the narrow staircase.
The two of them engaged in a life-and-death battle.
Ye Fan sat on the coffin with his legs crossed.
Watching them fight to the death, he pursed his lips.
What kind of society was this? To actually use such a broken weapon, it was really embarrassing.
As if to confirm Ye Fan's words, Zhang Qiming pulled out a machine gun from his back when he forced Gongshu Jingming away.
Da da ~
A series of gunshots made Ye Fan look dumbfounded. Had his mouth been opened before?
Whatever he said came true!
The moment the gunshot sounded, Gongshu Jingming's body spurted out countless blood flowers.
At the same time, a burnt smell came out of his body.
Zhang Yuanming's body tensed up when he heard the gunshot.
There should have been three people in the last scene just now.
One was Gongshu Jingming, the other was that mysterious boy, and in the end, it could only be Zhang Qiming.
Zhang Qiming's previous ancestor must not have called Gongshu Jingming.
It could only be that boy.
Since it was the old ancestor, it was impossible to shoot him.
Now, the gunshot could only be from one person, and that was Gongshu Jingming!
"Zhang Qiming shot Gongshu Jingming!？”
Thinking of this, Zhang Yuanming almost fell off the stool.
He was the one who gave him the gun. If Zhang Qiming really shot Gongshu Jingming...
It would be a little difficult for him to pass this stage!
"Can you not find trouble for me? I just want to be an official quietly!”
Amidst Zhang Yuanming's wails, Gongshu Jingming's body finally fell from the gunshot.
In that instant, Zhang Qiming had fired hundreds of bullets.
Even if he wasn't a human, he would probably be a sieve now!
Touching the hot barrel, Zhang Qiming's irritable mood was relieved by the pain.
He patted his pants pocket gently, and a hint of resentment appeared in his eyes.
"I forgot to bring cigarettes."
Crack ~ Crack ~
Just as he was in a daze, a series of bone cracking sounds rang out in the Stairway of the Hanging Soul.
Gongshu Jingming, who was covered in holes, stood up again.
His eyes turned completely green.
Looking at Gongshu Jingming who stood up, Ye Fan slapped his thigh heavily.
"F * ck! Flying Zombie Bull, he just took a bite and turned into an undead. He really knew how to save materials for himself!”
Zhang Qiming had also changed. He had never thought that someone who had been shot hundreds of times could still stand up.
Gala ~
Gongshu Jingming gently twisted his neck.
He charged forward again.
Ye Fan, who had been watching, looked at the unrecognizable Gongshu Jingming and said with certainty,
"Hey, your teeth are quite white."
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