Ye Fan could already tell that Fog Night's strength should have been at the beginner level of body tempering. At this age, such a cultivation couldn't be easy.

However, to enter the top ten, just this level of cultivation wasn't enough.

But Fog Night still looked disappointed. "But … Brother, when you were twenty, you had already won the Sacred War for two years and created the S-cla.s.s INFERNO, becoming one of the top ten Legends.

"Compared to you, my results are like the light from a grain of rice. The difference is too great, there's no meaning to it."

"Brother, do you think I'm too weak, and that's why you don't like me?" Misty Night asked hesitantly.

Ye Fan sighed, reaching out his hand to pinch the woman's tender cheeks, "Don't be silly, my sworn sister."

Fog night. Seeing that Ye Fan didn't seem to be lying to her, she finally let out a sigh of relief, and a smile appeared on her face again.

Fog Night shook its head, "Brother, I really like being a killer. This is my hobby, I really enjoy it."

Ye Fan was suddenly speechless. This little girl really had the same temperament as that slovenly ghost. She just likes to kill people and even likes to study how to kill people. As expected from someone who grew up in slovenly ghosts.

However, Ye Fan was currently in a "protected" state. He also wanted to test the limits of Fog Night's cultivation, so he didn't say anything.

"Brother, be careful. Something's wrong." Misty Night said softly.

Ye Fan had a look of indifference on his face, and said lightly: "What's wrong?"

"Seventy feet ahead, the man in the brown leather jacket and the woman in the white coat are the backbone of Metal Tide, Gray and Helena," Fog Night said.

Metal Surge. It was the Faithful Foreign Mercenary Group, ranked [A] Cla.s.s. It was a semi-official combat organization licensed by the Ministry of Defence.

Their mercenaries came from all over the world and enjoyed the privileges and privileges of the government of the Enamel. Of course, they were also an important force who served the Ministry of Defence and the intelligence services of the Enamel throughout the years.

The name Metal Tide came from the excellent equipment of this mercenary group. They were good at using heavy weapons, and in a tough battle, they were like an army of steel, able to easily destroy anything in their way.

Secondly, the leader of this mercenary group was the "Iron Giant" Gonzalez, who had been famous for over twenty years.

However, because of his status as the leader of the metal tide, he had always been questioned. He had always been considered a mercenary because of his fighting strength, and it was hard to say whether or not he was qualified to be called a legend.

Of course, Gonzalez was very dissatisfied, but none of the ten legendary figures were easy to deal with. He didn't dare to easily challenge one of them to prove his worth.

Ye Fan wanted to laugh in his heart, but since he had already put on an act, he had to do it all at once, so he nodded his head seriously, "Okay, but I don't think they will look for trouble with me."

"Hard to say. After all, after your battle with the Black Emperor three years ago, many people said that you retreated due to serious injuries. Perhaps Gonzalez really does have an ulterior motive," Fog Night said.

"Mistress Fog Night, what luck, I didn't expect to b.u.mp into you here." The bald, black Gray smiled, revealing a mouthful of white teeth.

"My apologies, we are not familiar with each other." Misty Night coldly replied.

Helena chuckled. "Mistress Fog Night, even if we don't know each other well, we all know each other, don't we? We are all from the underground world, and we have always admired your, this super rookie in the world of a.s.sa.s.sins, so why don't we sit down and have a drink together? "

"Not interested." Fog Night rejected.

Gray immediately changed the topic and looked at Ye Fan, "Sir, you look a little familiar, it seems like you have seen your photo somewhere before …"

"Aiya!" Helena pretended to be surprised. "Gray, you fool! This person … Isn't this the great King of h.e.l.l, Lucifer? "My apologies!"

As he said this, Gray also had a look of waking up from his dream, hurriedly lowering his head to greet Ye Fan.

Ye Fan waved his hand, "I'm retired, no need to be so polite."

Ye Fan shrugged his shoulders, "I don't know, I didn't receive any invitation, plus I'm already retired, there's no need to go right?"

Fog Night was getting impatient, "Are you guys done yet? If there's nothing else, don't disturb my king."

"Hehe, Fog Night, why are you so anxious? When we see Legend rank experts, we really admire them. Can't we just stay here for a little longer?" Harina's eyes lit up as she pondered.

Ye Fan shook his head, "Forget it, I still have things to do at the hotel, so I'll be leaving first."

Ye Fan and Fog Night left just like that, and Gray and Helena did not follow.

It wasn't until Ye Fan and Fog Night had walked away that Hailin finally said with an ice-cold expression, "Gray, don't you feel … Lucifer is too easy to talk to? " Chapter error, point this report (registered free)

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