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Wearing white clothes, he walked into the inn. The sword was placed on the table, and those who had been chasing him for a long time also felt a little hungry.

The food had yet to be served, but the man in white was somewhat dissatisfied. "Waiter, why aren't you serving the dishes yet?"

A voice came from the kitchen, "He's here, he's here. Customer, don't be in such a hurry. Come over right now."

Ye Bufan carried a plate of food in one hand and a piece of white cloth on his shoulder.

In the corner of the inn, the waiter had been stripped naked. Black clothes were thrown all over his body, covering the vital parts of his body. He had been tied up like a dumpling and a towel was stuffed into his mouth.

When Ye Bufan stuffed the towel in, he became extremely anxious. It was the real deal if he stuffed the towel in seriously.

The waiter in the corner wanted to cry but had no tears. Didn't I change my clothes today?! It wasn't some silk brocade, nor was it some bizarre brocade! Knock me out and rob my clothes...

When the white-clothed swordsman saw the waiter approaching with the food in his hands, there was a trace of displeasure in his mouth. He had been provoked and had yet to catch up with the waiter.

So he said, "Waiter, there aren't many guests today! "Why are you only serving the dishes now?"

Ye Bufan placed the dishes on the table one by one, "Customer, please take care of this. The chef is not feeling well today, so he is a bit slower."

The white-clothed swordsman naturally paid the bill, and the waiter was Ye Bufan.

He frowned. Bad day? He said with a hint of reproach, "Be faster next time! Otherwise, others will not forgive you! "

Ye Bufan nodded his head repeatedly. He held the towel in his hand and said, "You are right. You are right."

Just as he picked up his chopsticks and was about to eat something, he felt something pop up. For some reason, the waiter rolled up a towel, rolled up a plate of food and threw it towards his face!

"You!" To think that a mere waiter would dare to find trouble with him?

With one palm, the wind blew fiercely, shattering the plate and scattering the dishes on the ground. Because they were very close, the dishes were greasy and a few of them even touched the white clothes that were paid for.

The waitress suddenly raised her head and laughed, "It's me, brother!" "Hahahaha!" Laughing loudly, he fled.

When the innkeeper heard the commotion at the front desk, he saw the dishes spilled all over and the plates shattered. When he saw a white clothed swordsman with stains on his face, he hurriedly walked up to him and said, "You, you, you have to compensate!" You can't even eat properly! You've committed epilepsy! "

When Ye Bufan saw this scene, he crossed half a street and said, "Hahahahaha, remember to pay him silver. Brother."

Blow the table to smithereens!

He took the treasured sword and chased after the door!

The boss was infuriated. "Stop right there!" The boss was flustered and exasperated.

"Stop right there!" Pay it off! It's just as exasperating!

"Don't stand, don't stand! You people who chase people, do you say to tell others to stop every day, stop, stop to throw their lives away?" Ye Bufan turned around and mocked.

He already wanted to kill Lin Ming with a single sword strike, but Qing Gong was no match for him, he was completely unable to catch up.

"Angry!" Sword intent! Aurora and Wood! " The long sword carried a white glow as it pierced out at an extremely fast speed.

Ye Bufan turned pale with fright. This man was so angry that he wanted to kill him to keep his mouth shut!

Ye Bufan stopped and rolled on the ground a few times, "Bro, Bro, you, you, you, kill him!"

He didn't answer, instead, he said angrily, "Run, run instead?"

Before he could finish his sentence, Ye Bufan had already flew over and attacked with his saber.

There was no sword in his hand now, so he had no choice but to block it with his hand. With a slash, a wound appeared on his hand.

Ye Bufan had just finished swinging his long sword, so with a low roar, his long sword was automatically pulled out from the ground and flew backwards, aiming to pierce Ye Bufan's back!

Ye Bufan felt as if his back was covered with goosebumps. He no longer bothered with the fight as he quickly flew to the side.

Grasping the sword in his hand caused his temperament to change. The sword chimes never stopped, the sword intent did not stop, and the sword Qi revolved everywhere.

Ye Bufan left a message that they would meet again in the future and then ran away like a wisp of smoke!

There was no intention of going head to head with him at all! Just one word! Run! If there was one more, it would be to run!

He was so angry that he almost vomited blood. He shouted loudly in the direction in which Ye Bufan had escaped, "I'll pass through your mother!"

Ye Bufan was secretly happy. Hahaha, he was flustered and flustered.

True assassins never fought face to face with others. Every time they tried to assassinate someone, they would seek to kill them in one hit.

A truly powerful assassin was not only strong in killing, but also in escaping! Assassins wouldn't be able to kill, and wouldn't lose their lives.

Those who threw their lives away were only boorish people. At most, they could be called martyrs. They definitely could not be qualified assassins.

He held the sword in his hand and his face turned blue. It was unknown if it was the injury to his hand or his heart.

He was so angry that smoke was coming out of his head!

No one had ever dared to do this since they were young.

Traveling the martial arts world was the same as well! He had always been victorious. Losses under the sword were not limited to just one or two. There were also many ghosts who had begged for their lives under the sword.

But pay the bill. It's really hard this time, damn it, what kind of person is this!

If he had to say one word, it would be disgusting! If he had to add more, it would only make him feel disgusted!

He thought to himself, Next time, I must kill this bastard with a single sword strike to vent the hatred in my heart.

After paying the bill and leaving, Ye Bufan came back from afar and looked at the figure paying the bill. Brother, you're in trouble! Who told you to chase me this morning? You just wait, I'm not trying to scare you. But you wait!

Returning to the city, he held his sword tightly. He only hoped that Ye Bufan would be able to appear and kill him quickly.

Thinking of this, the boss ran over and grabbed him by the collar, "Pay up! Pay up!"

A sigh! Then, he impatiently handed over a silver ingot. "Take it!"

The boss was shocked by his anger. His hands were still holding the silver coins blankly.

I actually grabbed an enraged swordsman by the collar... The swordsman was enraged. The instant he swung his sword, blood flew an inch, a cut appeared on his body, and his corpse fell to the ground …

Ye Bufan also returned to the town. He changed into a new set of clothes and stayed next to the payment room, secretly looking at the payment room. Hey, bro.

When Ye Bufan used the Great Turtle Aura Technique, even if he lived next door to it, he wouldn't reveal it.

Perhaps he was truly angry, as he did not leave his hand for a moment and continued to eat. He also called the waiter to send him to the door, then he went to get his own food before eating again.

Ye Bufan sighed in his heart. This brother was really good. His guard was impregnable. With a single glance, he could tell that this brother of his was an expert of the martial arts world.

At night, Ye Bufan observed and paid the bill.

He sat cross-legged and did not relax even at night. He pretended to cultivate his inner force and was actually waiting for them.

Ye Bufan knew how to assassinate people. From the way he paid them, it seemed like he had made up his mind that he would go find Ye Bufan tonight. The room was limited, so it wouldn't be easy for Ye Bufan to escape.

Ye Bufan yawned. "Please wait a moment. Let's go to sleep. I need to replenish my energy!"

Pay attention to your surroundings at all times and stay awake all night. If you dare to come here, I'll kill you today!

Dressed in white clothes, although dumb, it was not impossible to wait for someone in full concentration to come knocking on his door.

He was dressed in black and was sleeping soundly. In the middle of the night, would he be able to sleep and fight with you? You think I'm an idiot?