, he held considerable power. He had heard some things about Ye Fan but had never met him. He only knew that Ye Fan was the nephew of Si Kong Yanran. Therefore, he didn't take Ye Fan seriously at all....Ye Fan suddenly felt a jolt in his heart. If these people were really from the Sports Bureau, they shouldn't have done such things given their status. Could it be true as he thought, that they were being used by someone else

Could it be that someone is using them to get back at me

Thinking of this, Ye Fan stopped his anger towards Jiang Xue and looked at Coach Wang who was slumped on the ground, coldly saying: “You better tell me everything that happened, in detail. If you dare to hide even half a word, it won't be as simple as apologizing. ”

Ye Fan's fists clenched, crackling with force.

Coach Wang's face turned pale as earth. He certainly didn't dare to take Ye Fan's punch. So, he nodded and said, "Here's the story. An hour ago, a man in a black suit suddenly found me and said he could offer me a lot of..."his secret art is extremely painful. It uses human blood as a catalyst. It is said that those who practice this secret art must drink the blood of others once a day, and they themselves must give out...