Chapter 37 Heavy Strike

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Upon hearing this, Ye Fan sneered, "What a coincidence, tonight our family is also hosting a banquet for many relatives and friends. If you don't want to die, then disappear from my sight immediately!"

"He's gone mad, Ye Fan has definitely gone mad!"

Seeing Ye Fan dare speak to Long Zhanbing like that, Su Tianlong was astonished.

"Ah Bing, Mr. Yu is about to arrive, hurry up and clear the place!" Liu Quan had already lost his patience.

Long Zhanbing nodded, his fists clenched and his eyes sending out a chilly message, "Kid, since you don't want to live, then go to hell!"

Whoosh—

As soon as the words fell, a killing intent burst forth from Long Zhanbing's eyes. He clenched his iron fists and, like an arrow, lunged towards Ye Fan.

His speed was incredibly fast, like a tiger descending the mountain. His iron fists were even more terrifying as they whipped up the wind, leaving no doubt that a single punch to an ordinary person would be enough to cripple them alive.