police cars appeared out of nowhere. I say "out of nowhere" because they didn't even sound their sirens.And from each patrol car sped down a number of armed police officers, each with a serious expr...He Liang dazedly caught the flying knife that flew back. He had already become so skilled with these two knives, but for things beyond his comprehension, he was helpless.

"Ah, there he is! He's actually there!" someone cried out.

At that moment, He Liang suddenly felt a flash before his eyes. Then he saw a shadow, the shadow slowly overlapping, it was Ye Fan!

Ye Fan just stood there in front of him, smiling. That smile was terrifying, like the scythe of death!

"殘影拳" He Liang was terrified, he unconsciously took a step back.

At this moment, his heart was in turmoil. The Phantom Fist was a legendary martial art because its speed was so fast that it gave the illusion of multiple afterimages. Anyone who could wield the Phantom Fist wouldn't just be able to dodge darts; they could probably even dodge bullets!

He felt a surge of despair. To duel someone like this… How could he, He Liang His face drained of color, but he quickly made his decision. With somber silence, he retracted his throwing knives, testing them carefully before tucking them back into his boot with meticulous care. “I yield.” His voice, however, was calm and collected.

Oh To be able to improve one's mental state during a fight It seems this match isn't entirely without benefit for He Liang. And his current composure in the face of victory or defeat shows that he has completely transcended that previous realm.

"You are very strong," Ye Fan said sincerely. "The first person to force me to use the Shadow Boxing Technique." After Ye Fan finished speaking, he strode away.

He Liang watched Ye Fan walk away with his back turned, his mood was quite complex. As a warrior, he admired those stronger than himself, but as a man, he couldn't allow the woman he loved to be taken by another man, even if you had once defeated me!

From then on, He Liang's heart was determined with one belief: to defeat Ye Fan! He wanted to climb towards a higher peak!

"Enough with the theatrics Now you can leave with me." The Dragon Girl's face remained impassive, as if she didn't care who won. From the start, the outcome had been predetermined; there was no need for her to consider anything, only to wait patiently. Still, a ripple of unease stirred within her. If she had been in that situation just now, could she have blocked He Liang's attack

"The Dragon Girl seems to value that person quite a bit," Fatty said, watching the departing figure of the Dragon Girl with a thoughtful expression.

"He was truly skilled. If I had met him back then, I'm not sure I could have beaten him."

"When did you become so humble" The fat man looked at Ye Fan as if he were a monster.

"How about I bet you, with your current skill, you won't be able to take him down in a very short time"

"Forget it, I still prefer my chicken leg." The fat man said, taking out another chicken leg and putting it in his mouth, then quickly catching up to the Dragon Girl.

In a detached courtyard within the Longya base.

The room was very large, about two hundred square meters. Under a huge floor-to-ceiling window, there were all kinds of flowers. At this moment, a pure white peony was quietly blooming, just like its owner, living a magnificent life, but not allowing anyone to intrude into her own territory.

The lake outside sparkled under the sun, a calming sight. To work in such a serene place amidst the bustling city was akin to her owner's usual temperament.

At this moment, the three people stood silently by the floor-to-ceiling window, gazing at the lake of spring water. None of them spoke.

There was one, though silent, who kept his mouth busy, pulling out roasted chicken legs from somewhere and munching away with gusto, utterly lacking any decorum. The other two, however, seemed accustomed to it, enduring the noise of his eating despite how unbearable it was.

After a long silence, Ye Fan finally spoke, "Three years have passed. Are you still blaming me"

Hearing this, the Dragon Girl bit her lip and looked away dreamily. In the distance lay a long stretch of road, but where would her own path lead

The fatty heard Ye Fan's words and stopped gnawing on the chicken leg.

"I have no right to blame you, because what you did was right." The incident three years ago, like a dream, often reappeared in Long Nu's dreams. If it wasn't for the accidental death of the Dragon Head, Long Nu, who deeply loved Ye Fan, would have stood by Ye Fan without hesitation. It's just...

Long Nu closed her eyes, her heart was in turmoil. After so many years, she opened her heart for the first time, but it was filled with bitterness. On one side was the person who raised her and taught her, and on the other was the person she loved. She felt that these years had been really difficult, and tears finally welled up, but Long Nu didn't reach out to wipe them away, letting the tears flow down her face.

Ye Fan looked at his friend with pity, reaching out to wipe away the tears on her face, but was stopped by the Dragon Girl. Ye Fan had no choice but to retract his hand and smiled awkwardly. The fat man passed over a tissue, "Here you go, there's still the smell of chicken legs inside, it smells so good!"

The Dragon Girl gave him a withering look, then took out a tissue from her bag and quickly tidied her appearance. She said calmly, "I'm fine, you go on."

"Actually, the Dragon Head's death wasn't an accident…" Ye Fan looked at the Dragon Girl, hesitated for a moment, and finally spoke.

The silk scarf in the Dragon Girl's hand suddenly fell to the ground. She was shocked beyond measure, "How is this possible Didn't the organization say that the Dragon Head mission failed and died unexpectedly..."

“An organization” Ye Fan sneered, “When we joined Longya, we swore allegiance to the nation and pledged to obey the organization’s arrangements and prioritize its interests. But when we hindered the organization's interests, it would ruthlessly abandon us!”

Ye Fan thought about what happened in South Africa back then, his mood suddenly became agitated, and his voice unconsciously grew louder. The fat man frowned, wanting to say something, but his lips moved, and he didn't say anything in the end. He lit a cigar and took big puffs.

The dragon girl's body trembled slightly, she looked at Ye Fan as if he were a stranger. The Ye Fan she knew had changed, the foundation of the Dragontooth Warrior who was relied upon for glory by her organization three years ago had changed. What made him like this

"Ye Fan, no matter what, the organization will not abandon us." Moved by Ye Fan's emotions, Long Nü calmed down instead.

"Is that so" Ye Fan said with self-deprecating humor. "Three years ago, I was just like you, I wouldn't believe if I dreamed that our organization, which we fought and died for, would actually abandon us. Do you remember the South Africa mission before the Third Disclosure"

"That mission could have been completed successfully, but the organization sent another Dragon Tooth member to deliver a letter to the tribal leader at the time, exposing our plan in advance. As a result, our CIA officer Ren Zhihua was captured in South Africa. However, the organization arranged for Ren Zhihua to die alongside him. He gave everything to the organization, and in the most critical moment, the organization asked him to die. Do you think such an organization is worth supporting"

"So I fought back with all my might, killing the tribal leader and rescuing Ren Zhizhu. Because of this, I went against the organization's intentions and was abandoned by them. But Long Nü, do you know Actually, all of this was a scheme set up by the organization!"lso knew the Residual Shadow Fist just like Ye Fan. If he consumed too much energy now, it would be very difficult for Ye Fan to successfully rescue Tutu tonight.So he decided to deal with the tail fi...