A Dish Best Served Cold (The Man In Rage) novel Chapter 1260

Ye Fan and Angie had already located the second spirit energy tree while Lv Hua and the others were being tortured and interrogated.

However, Ye Fan realized they were too late.

The three spirit energy fruits on the tree had already been taken.

"Fan, what should we do now? Someone else took the fruit already."

Angie was instantly disappointed.

After hunting for days, someone else had beaten them to the fruit.

Ye Fan said nothing as he looked around until his eyes landed somewhere.

"Fan, what's wrong?” asked Angie quizzically when she noticed Ye Fan's reaction.

Ye Fan replied, "Angie, come with me. If I'm not mistaken, those people have not gone far."

Ye Fan swiftly led Angie into the depths of the rainforest as he spoke.

He could sense immense internal energy radiating from there, so there must be a fight going on.

Meanwhile, a thousand meters from them.

Five imminent grandmasters stood sternly.

An intense murderous look radiated from their eyes.

An old man in black stood in front of these fighters with his hands behind his back.

The cold wind sent the old man's robes flapping.

A threatening aura radiated from him and swept in all directions.

Despite their power in numbers, the team of five couldn't help feeling threatened.

"We are in a hurry and don't wish to engage in combat. Us Canadians are willing to give you one spirit energy fruit if you are willing to let us leave," said the leader of the team deeply.

Instead, the man in black shook his head and replied coldly, "I want them all."

"You..." The Canadian martial artists felt agitated by the old man's tone. The leader said sternly, "If you insist on fighting us, then show us what you are made of."

Once he said this, the five Canadians attacked in a crescent formation and encircled the old man.

The old man shook his head fearlessly instead as he said calmly, "You overestimate yourselves."

BAM!

The moment he finished his sentence, the old man hurled a punch.

Vast internal energy radiated from his attack.

The old man was unstoppable and instantly countered their attack.

"What?"

"He is so strong!"

The Canadian martial artists were stunned. They couldn't believe that their combined efforts actually wasn't able to defeat an old man.

"No, we can't go against him head-on. Bro, take the spirit energy fruit. The rest of us will hold him back."

The Canadians changed their strategy and chose to help one of them escape instead.

However, the old man in black wasn't going to let them have their way.

"Do you think you can still leave?”

The old man coldly laughed before he took dozens of steps. He darted around swiftly between the four men using a strange move and instantly broke through their ranks and appeared before the last man.

He attacked swiftly with a palm move.

The man who was planning to escape moaned as he spat blood and flew through the air.

"Bro!"

Everyone's eyes turned red in anger when their comrade was hurt.

They gave up running. Instead, they charged towards the old man in the hope that they could take him down even if they perished.

"I'm going to kill you, asshole!"

"You've probably caught Lv Hua. Not me.”

The old man felt even more lost. "Aren't you Lv Hua? Are you trying to bluff me?" asked the old man in shock.

But Ye Fan didn't want to waste time talking to him. "Make your choice. If you don't hand over the spirit energy fruits, you will die!"

HUUU!

The cold wind gusted in all directions.

The old man clenched his fists tightly with a solemn look on his face. "You sure sound cocky. Do you think you can defeat me just because you managed to sneak up on me the last time? It's too early to tell which one of us will have the last laugh."

On the last occasion, the old man hadn't fought Ye Fan head-on. Instead, he retreated when he discovered something amiss.

After all, Ye Fan had wounded him gravely after sneaking up on him first.

Hence, he decided to retreat after weighing the pros and cons.

However, he had almost recovered fully by now. Since he was in tip-top shape, he wasn't afraid of Ye Fan anymore.

"Really?" Ye Fan laughed gently with blatant contempt in his words.

"Quit yapping! Watch this!"

The old man seemed to have lost his patience and threw a punch at Ye Fan viciously with a deep roar.

The old man's punches were so swift that they landed squarely on Ye Fan's chest with a loud thud.

"What do you think, punk? You can't even dodge my blows. How can you dream of defeating me?" The old man smugly smiled as he spoke after he managed to hit Ye Fan.

However, the smile didn't stay on his face for long.

In an instant, his smile froze.

He suddenly realized his attacks on Ye Fan were completely futile.

"What?"

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