My Line Connect To The Demon World

Meng Lie nodded silently, his eyes scanning the entire office.    

In almost an instant, he had a clear analysis of the situation.    

When he saw the unconscious Ding Yileng on the ground, his pupils flickered twice. Clearly, he had not expected this.    

However, he did not panic because of this. He walked to the side of his child.    

"Son, it's been hard on you."    

Meng E sobbed twice, feeling wronged.    

"Dad, you have to avenge me."    

"Don't worry. Whether it's those who hurt you or those who betrayed you, I won't let them have a good end."    

Meng Lie waved his hand gently.    

Several black-clothed subordinates immediately pulled out sharp knives from their pockets and chopped at the few people who had just escaped.    

"Hmph, do you all really think that I'm senile and muddle-headed? Brother and traitor, I can still distinguish them."    

"Ah..."    

Almost instantly, everyone howled a few times before lying in a pool of blood. It was a tragic sight to behold.    

Ye Fan sighed.    

"Sigh, why do you need to do that? I am here to ask for money. If you get hurt or die, you will still be on your side."    

"To be honest, I feel a little guilty."    

"Hehe, kid, you have a glib tongue and extraordinary courage."    

"If it wasn't for today's matter, perhaps we could still be friends." Meng Lie said lightly.    

Ye Fan hurriedly waved his hand.    

"I have no interest in being friends with you. Those who allow their son to break the law are probably not good people either."    

"Is there something wrong with all of you choosing business? If you don't want to take someone as your disciple, even if you want to be friends, you won't be able to get close to them like this. "    

What a ruthless person.    

The muscular man at the side gave him a thumbs up in an obscure manner.    

Under such circumstances, Ye Fan still dared to provoke him. He was truly audacious.    

In an instant, the feeling of admiration was like a surging river, endless and endless.    

"Haha, young and frivolous, but he doesn't know that he has to pay the price for it."    

Meng Lie took out a round disc from his bosom. On top of it hung a few small skulls, it was extremely shocking.    

Ye Fan was curious, what was he doing?    

Meng E's eyes lit up.    

He knew that his father was really angry.    

This was his special skill, the Killing Curse Technique.    

As long as Ye Fan was hit, not only would he suffer, those with his bloodline would also suffer along with him.    

If it wasn't a serious illness, or if it was an unexpected disaster, he would definitely not have a good end.    

"Kid, I don't want to talk nonsense with you anymore! As long as you can withstand my spell, not to mention tens of millions of money, even if you want my entire family business, I can give it to you."    

"That's what you said, don't go back on your word."    

Ye Fan had nothing to fear and had nothing to worry about.    

"Of course."    

"Ha!"    

A serious expression appeared on Meng Lie's face.    

He suddenly slapped his chest and spat out a mouthful of blood, instantly dyeing the entire disc red.    

The disc seemed to have a spirit of its own, floating in the air.    

A few skulls stared at Ye Fan, constantly emitting a terrifying aura.    

Hmm?    

Why did this feeling feel a little familiar?    

Ye Fan thought to himself.    

I should have met him somewhere before.    

Suddenly.    

He had an idea.    

Damn!    

Wasn't this the spell that Elder Hwa used in the military?    

He would definitely die within seven days.    

So he was the spellcaster.    

In order to confirm, Ye Fan asked.    

"Hehe, you are the murderer who harmed Elder Hwa, right?"    

Meng Lie frowned.    

"How did you know?"    

"It wasn't strange for me to know that the incident was so big. On the contrary, as a man of Jiang City, why did you harm the backbone of Jiang City? Don't you feel guilty in your heart?"    

A region of water and soil nurtured a region of people.    

A region of gods protected a region of souls.    

Elder Hwa was the guardian of the Jiang City and was respected by everyone.    

How could he bear to hurt him?    

In Meng Lie's eyes, Ye Fan was just a dead man.    

He smiled faintly and said, "Of course someone gave me enough bargaining chips."    

"He has nothing to do with me. So what if I kill him?"    

"Bastard thing, a family of ingrates." Ye Fan cursed.    

This was great.    

Initially, he was afraid that killing the father and son of the Meng family would result in a lawsuit.    

Now that he was sure that they committed heinous crimes, he didn't have to worry about it. He was completely eradicating evil for the people.    

"Little brat, you actually dare to insult me! Die!"    

Meng Lie muttered a cryptic sentence, as if it was an incantation to cast a spell.    

Then, an invisible force surrounded his entire body.    

Behind him, something like a ghost appeared. It was a sinister and terrifying Loathsome Evil.    

Ye Fan could see it very clearly through the Fiery Golden Eyes Technique.    

"Where did you learn this unorthodox way of doing things? It's really disgusting."    

"Hmph hmph, as long as I can kill you."    

The next second.    

The fierce ghost held its sharp claws and opened its stinky mouth, charging towards Ye Fan.    

Ye Fan expressed that he didn't care at all.    

Don't forget, the old ancestor of the curse, Black Mountain Old Demon, was his brother.    

Moreover, he had the Black Mountain Ring in his hand, which could resist any spell.    

A fierce ghost couldn't harm him at all.    

As expected.    

The fierce ghost came to Ye Fan's side. The Black Mountain Ring flashed with a dazzling black light, and the mountain-like power instantly crushed the fierce ghost into ashes.    

What?    

Meng Lie was shocked.    

His moves had never been wrong.    

How could Ye Fan resist such an invisible thing?    

Of course, his eyes were sharp, so he naturally saw the ring in Ye Fan's hand.    

Was that a protective magic treasure?    

He had to seize it.    

It had to be said that Meng Lie was truly greedy.    

Not only did he want Ye Fan's life, he also wanted his treasure.    

But how could it be so easy?    

The power of crushing the fierce ghost was not completely consumed. Instead, it turned into a sharp blade and slashed at Meng Lie.    

"You want to devour me? Hmph, wishful thinking."    

Meng Lie's lips curled into a confident smile.    

He spat out two mouthfuls of blood in a row, forming a protective barrier.    

Even though he had blocked the attack.    

However, Ye Fan still grinned when he saw this.    

What kind of stupid technique was this?    

He would vomit blood every now and then. If he had fought with someone for three days and three nights, he would have vomited all his blood.    

If he injured a thousand of his enemies, he would lose eight hundred of his own.    

However, the more powerful the Black Mountain Ring's function was, the more excited Meng Lie became. It was as if he had already taken the Black Mountain Ring as his own.    

"Ye Fan, give me the ring in your hand. I can let you go, how about it?"    

"You're thinking of eating your fart."    

"Then don't blame me."    

Meng Lie knew that the spell would not work on Ye Fan.    

His eyes moved.    

His subordinates quickly took out their black handguns.    

"No matter how high your martial arts are, you're afraid of a kitchen knife, let alone a gun. Ye Fan, I advise you to surrender."    

Ye Fan was completely fearless.    

He moved his body a few times, as if he was going to do something big.    

"Alright, let's not waste any more time! You should keep your promise."    

"Promise? What do you mean?"    

"You're too forgetful, aren't you? Didn't you say that as long as the spell didn't kill me, you would give me the family property?" Ye Fan pretended to be serious.    

"Hahaha!"    

Meng Lie laughed loudly.    

"Are you an idiot? You even believe this kind of nonsense?"