just wait until I find an opportunity to deal with you! I won't leave you a single piece of armor. Surrender, and I'll be your master!"Is Auntie Xin trying to have me 'accidentally' bump into you" Be...But before he could even ponder, chicken legs were thrown at him one after another. The Thousand-Face True Monarch was astonished, and in mid-air, he was still able to launch attacks so quickly.

He only flashed and flashed again, but the fat man seemed to have an endless supply of chicken legs, and his techniques were incredibly unique. Finally, on the seventh chicken leg he threw, the Thousand-Faced True Lord dodged too late, and a chicken leg struck him in the chest. In that instant, he felt as if he had been hit by a cannon blast, a powerful force slamming into him. His body involuntarily recoiled, crashing heavily against the wall behind him with a loud boom, sending a cloud of dust scattering.

The fat man didn't look back. He knew that this kind of attack wouldn't amount to much against someone of Qian Mian Zhenjun's level, but it was still a way to avenge the punch he had taken. After all, his Fatty Grandpa's chicken leg bomb wasn't something everyone could stomach.

The fat man finally rushed to the door, Ye Fan didn't have time to ask more, so he fired at the back of the fat man, blocking anyone who might take advantage of the chaos.

"Get out of here as fast as you can, run as far as you can!"

Ye Fan addressed the members of the Dark Night Squad.

When it came to escape artistry, the members of the Night Corps were quite the experts. Without a word, they turned and sprang away like tigers, vanishing without a trace. They didn't leave a single hitch or hesitation behind.

"Fatso, hurry up and fry this thing to bits!"

Ye Fan fired another shot at the Thousand-Faced True Monarch who had already stood up.

The fat man hurriedly took out the remote and pressed it.

With a deafening boom, the skyscraper instantly crumbled into rubble.

But unfortunately, the building that was reduced to rubble wasn't here after all.

The fat man hurriedly pressed another button on the remote in his hand, but the booming sound still rang out, yet it wasn't this venue.

The fat man couldn't help but curse, "Damn it, Lang Si, what the hell are all these buttons for Which one is actually the button here"

But Lang Si was being thoroughly beaten by Zhu Ge, he couldn't hear a word Fatty was saying.

The fat man pressed several more keys in a row, but none of them were the right ones. He couldn't help but feel a surge of panic.

And this sudden series of booming noises had already caught the attention of several people present. They were all taken aback, their faces pale as they turned to look at the fat man's remote control in his hand at the doorway.

Deyun Garden was planted with explosives.

This was the first thought that came to their minds. Zhu Ge Kong Hua and Qian Mian Zhen Jun both instinctively charged towards the door, even Ye Lang abandoned his slaughter of the soldier and rushed over here as well.

"Langsi, stop them for me!" the fat man bellowed.

Lang Si, already exhausted, stood up immediately after hearing Fatty's order. Fearlessly, he followed his men and blocked the only way out of the meeting hall.

"Get lost!" shouted Pig Brother Kong Hua, kicking the two younger brothers of the Hapi group in front of him away with one kick.

But as soon as it happened, several of his men stepped forward. They vowed to fight these people until both sides were destroyed.

"Let me do it"

Ye Fan handed the rocket to Fatty, and he took over the signal remote control. Fatty pressed for a long time but couldn't hit the button. If this continued, I'm afraid they would have to give up today.

The fat man received Ye Fan's rocket launcher and felt that he was more adept at using it. He fired a few rockets first, although none of them hit the target, they could still create some obstacles for them.

Ye Fan took the remote control, only glanced at it, and couldn't help but curse, who designed this remote control, there are thirty buttons!

No wonder the fat man could never get the right key to this venue.

Now even the curse on Lang Si is useless. Ye Fan didn't have time to think too much, he put the remote control on the ground, his hands moved like flying, and he was tapping on the keypad of the remote control. His finger skills had reached a certain level of mastery. Besides having amazing finger strength, the reaction speed of his fingers had also reached a terrifying level.

Only to see Ye Fan's fingers fly, the sound of clicking never ceasing. In a moment, the thirty or so keys had been pressed by him in one go.

As his hands moved, there were constant, subtle sounds rising and falling around him. Ye Fan knew that each sound represented a building being leveled to the ground.

"Go quickly"

After leaving this sentence, Ye Fan turned around first, but he still remembered to close the door. He had a premonition that it was about to explode in this venue.

After hearing Ye Fan's words, the fat man pulled the trigger on his last few cannonballs, driving the approaching people back. He then threw away the fire god cannon and fled with Ye Fan without hesitation.

The fat man and Ye Fan didn't get far before a deafening roar echoed behind them. Then, a powerful wave of air slammed Ye Fan into the sky.

Ye Fan was shocked. He had already used his full speed to escape, but he was still caught by the shockwave of the explosion. It seemed he had underestimated the power of this explosion.

In mid-air, Ye Fan grabbed the fat man and had to use the energy-consuming Phantom Fist at this moment. When he didn't have the strength to use it again, I'm afraid it would be when he was engulfed by that wave of energy. But he knew that if he didn't use it now, he definitely wouldn't have another chance.

When Ye Fan had unleashed ten consecutive Phantom Fist strikes, he was already spent and had no more strength left. By this time, they had run nearly a hundred meters, but the wave of energy behind them showed no sign of stopping.

As another wave was about to engulf them, Ye Fan had completely lost his strength and could no longer move.

The fat man pounced, throwing Ye Fan to the ground. Then they both tumbled down a set of stairs, their bodies rolling until they landed at the bottom. The moment they hit the ground, the wave of energy behind them engulfed the spot where they had been standing moments before.

Ye Fan and the Fatty felt a wave of heat hit their backs, their back involuntarily aching. Both of them were sweating in fear.

The heatwave came and went quickly, lingering only briefly on their backs before dissipating.

Ye Fan quickly raised his head and looked, unable to help but be amazed by the scene before him. All he saw was barren land. Just now, this place was still a forest path shaded by lush trees, but now not even a single sapling could be seen.

And the stairs where they had just taken shelter, after being washed by that gust of wind, became incredibly smooth. The entire ground surface had sunk in by a third., give us a number! How much would you want for this parking spot' "Ye Fan seemed to be struggling, wondering how much he should charge. They looked very pressed for time, while he wasn't. Maybe he sh...