Su Fan had always known that his enemies would never give him peace.

But he had adapted to such a life, facing soldiers with generals, water with earth.

As for ordinary times, whatever should be, will be.

Because no matter how anxious or scheming he was, those people would still come to trouble him.

For an enemy like the Liu Sheng clan, whose power was not very strong, he could find a way to wipe them out directly.

But for England's Palleya Castle and the Esoteric Sect's Kutu Temple.

From the intelligence on the dark web, he could not afford to provoke these two forces now.

All he could do was adopt a defensive counterattack.

As long as he didn't leave Yang City, these two forces basically couldn't do much to him.

Su Fan, at this moment, was not focusing his attention on other matters.

Drink a glass of wine before one, what worries can there be from outside?

Moreover, there weren't just one glass of wine before him, but two.

Su Fan had already successfully invaded Shen He.

When he was with Shen He and Wang Xiaoxiao, compared to Wang Xiaoxiao, he preferred to attack Shen He.

Wang Xiaoxiao actually, also liked watching Su Fan attack Shen He.

Not only that, when Su Fan was attacking Shen He, she would definitely help.

At this moment, Wang Xiaoxiao was lying beside Shen He, kissing her with lustful eyes.

Shen He's pair of supple peaks were also in her hand, being constantly squeezed and kneaded.

Her tongue's assault on Shen He, was no less intense than Su Fan's.

With Shen He's defense simultaneously breached on all fronts, she was utterly burning up, with her breath coming in rapid gasps.

The way she looked at Su Fan and Wang Xiaoxiao, other than pleading for mercy, was still pleading for mercy.

But of course, Su Fan and Wang Xiaoxiao had no intention of forgiving her.

Under Su Fan's stormy and fierce charge, after Shen He soared to the skies, she could not come down again.

Moreover, under Su Fan's relentless and chaotic pounding, she climbed to higher peaks again and again.

Waves of extreme pleasure filled every cell of her entire body.

No matter how ladylike Shen He usually was, at this moment, she could only let out wild shouts.

The ceaseless bliss almost made her faint.

This night, Shen He was truly tormented.

Luckily, with Wang Xiaoxiao sharing the burden of Su Fan's fierce onslaught, otherwise, she might not be able to get out of bed for a few days.

A night of madness left Shen He and Wang Xiaoxiao somewhat exhausted and weak.

But Su Fan, however, seemed to have endless energy, continuing his output towards them when they were too tired to move at all.

The whole night, it wasn't Shen He enduring the stormy bombardment, it was Wang Xiaoxiao silently enduring Su Fan's wild pounding.

Throughout the night, they didn't go through hundreds or thousands of assaults, but experienced thousands of fierce attacks.

Su Fan actually wanted a few days of a peaceful life.

But his enemies did not think so.

In the interest struggles between Martial Artists, most of the time it was a game of life or death.

Ordinary people, constrained by law, no matter how fierce the struggle, would not physically eliminate their opponents.

Martial Artists did not have such constraints; blurring the lines of law with literary means, violating prohibitions with their martial prowess.

To the managers of various countries and regions, these unrestrained, highly destructive human weapons, were better off consuming each other.

As long as they did not affect the lives of ordinary people, even if they spilled their brains, no one would interfere.

Fu Zan Master and six members of the Kawabata family, after a period of observation and discussion, had quietly entered Yang City.

Yang City was a city with a population of five million, seven more people in the city would not be noticed by anyone at all.

The plan of Fu Zan Master and the six members this time, was to capture the king to capture the thief, one strike to kill!