"Everyone, get out!"
"Stop Zhang Xiaofan for me."
Ye Chen said to the dozen or so elite bodyguards in front of him.
Each of these bodyguards was a martial artist.
Their strength was far beyond that of an ordinary security guard.
"Gu Cun, are you ready?"
Ye Chen looked at Gu Cun and asked.
"Young Master Ye, I am fully prepared."
"Today, if Zhang Xiaofan dares to make a move on you, he won't leave here alive."
Gu Cun said in a deep voice.
Gu Cun and Ye Chen both knew that these dozen bodyguards were no match for Zhang Xiaofan.
So, why send them out?
First, they wanted to test Zhang Xiaofan's strength.
Second, they wanted to lead Zhang Xiaofan into the trap they had set.
...
Soon, Zhang Xiaofan walked next to the fountain in Ye Chen's villa.
It was at this moment that a dozen sharp-eyed, fierce-looking bodyguards in suits surrounded Zhang Xiaofan.
Boy, each of them was holding a weapon.
This was the rhythm of killing Zhang Xiaofan.
