"Sister, you are soft-hearted again." Chu Qingxue glared at Chu Qingya. Her sister is good at everything, but she is too soft-hearted. In the shopping mall, soft-heartedness is a taboo. "You should let that bastard suffer a little so that he can see his identity as a toad. Otherwise, he will stick to you like a dog skin plaster in the future, what should you do?"

"Okay..." Chu Qingya looked at Ye Fan's direction of departure with concern. She could only place hopes on the people of Longteng Group, and then just clicked.

Ye Fan naturally didn't know what Chu Qingya was thinking. If he knew, he would definitely say that it was the Longteng Group who should pray for blessings, not him.

Longteng Group has always had a bad reputation in Haidong City. When the taxi driver heard that Ye Fan was going to go to Longteng Group to ask for the account, he wanted Ye Fan to get out of the car without saying a word, and did not want to accompany Ye Fan to die.

Ye Fan tried to persuade him, and finally added some money, and the driver reluctantly agreed.

However, this also made Ye Fan even more curious about what the background of this Longteng Group is, and how can people be afraid of being like this?

Soon, the car arrived in front of Longteng Building, and more than a dozen big men wearing security uniforms holding electric batons were wandering in front of the building, all of whom were big and round.

This scene looked intimidating, but Ye Fan smiled disdainfully.

He could see at a glance what was in the Longteng Group.

"Just a bunch of native chickens and tiles..." Ye Fan narrowed his eyes. These people looked very powerful, but in fact they were vulnerable. If they were placed in the war-torn Africa, they would not be able to survive for half an hour.

Because, they are not disciplined at all.

Ye Fan was even more confident. But to his surprise, when he expressed his intention, the security guards just smiled sarcastically and put him in, and didn't stop him.

It would be better if you didn't stop me, but I just saved some effort. Ye Fan thought about it and stepped into Longteng Building.

At the front desk of the company, there was a beautiful woman wearing a black professional dress. When she saw Ye Fan coming in, she just glanced at her and continued to lower her head to play with her phone.

"Hello, I'll find your boss." Ye Fan said with his eyes narrowed.

"Are there any appointments?" asked the beautiful woman with heavy makeup without being salty or indifferent.

"No." Ye Fan shook his head.

The beauty of heavy makeup looked at Ye Fan again, and then said lightly: "Then please come back, our boss has no time to see you."

Ye Fan smiled slightly and didn't say anything.

He punched the front desk made of marble.

"You are crazy..." The beauty with heavy makeup was a little angry. Is there something wrong with this person's brain?

But then, a clicking sound made her remaining words stop in her mouth.

The marble front desk in front of her, with Ye Fan's fist as the center, cracked several spider-web-like slits.

"Do your boss have time now?" Ye Fan asked lightly.

The beauty of heavy makeup swallowed and silently called the boss Zhang Chenghu.

"Zhang...President Zhang, someone... is looking for you." The beauty of heavy makeup looked at Ye Fan in horror. She didn't know what Ye Fan's fist was made of, but she knew that the front desk was undoubtedly made of marble.

"Who?" Zhang Chenghu suddenly heard something was wrong with the beauty with heavy makeup.

"Chu Qingya's husband." Ye Fan said.

"He said that he is Chu Qingya's husband."

In the office, Zhang Chenghu got up from the sexy female secretary of the ****, and his thick eyebrows were furrowed together.

Chu Qingya’s husband?

When did Chu Qingya have a husband?

"Let him come up." Although he was confused, Zhang Chenghu was a person who had licked blood on the knife's head, so he was not afraid.

"Mr. Zhang's office is on the 18th floor." The beautiful woman with heavy makeup said timidly.

"Eighteenth Floor?" Ye Fan smiled playfully. The boss of Longteng Group was interesting.

He actually dared to set up his office on the 18th floor. You know, it is too late for ordinary people to avoid the 18th. After all, the 18th is unlucky, and there are 18th floors in hell.

Those who can live in the 18th level of hell are all evil ghosts among evil ghosts. It seems that this one always regards himself as the ghost king.

Since you regard yourself as the Ghost King, then I, the King of Hell, will meet you today! Ye Fan smiled, and a light flashed in his eyes.

In Zhang Chenghu's office, the sexy female secretary put on a skirt, her face flushed, and there was still a scent of scent in the room.

"Go and let Xiaodao and the others come over." Zhang Chenghu patted the female secretary's butt and said.

"Yes." The female secretary lowered her head and replied. As soon as she opened the door, a tough face appeared in front of her.

It is Ye Fan.

When Ye Fan entered the door, Zhang Chenghu was a strong middle-aged man with a scar on his right face. He was wearing a plaid shirt with no buttons on his chest and his strong chest muscles were visible.

"What's the name?" Zhang Chenghu looked at Ye Fan and asked.

"Ye Fan."

Ye Fan frowned, and the remaining smell of the bad in the room made him feel a little uncomfortable.

"Come and ask for the account?" Zhang Chenghu lit a cigarette, took a deep breath, and asked indifferently.

"Ye Fan nodded.

"Do you know where the last person who came to me to ask for a account is now?" Zhang Chenghu asked.

"I don't know." Ye Fan shook his head and looked at the furnishings in Zhang Chenghu's office.

"He is in the hospital now, and he has six broken ribs. Well... and a tendon. I guess he can only live in a wheelchair for the rest of his life. Do you think he is miserable?" Zhang Chenghu looked at Ye Fan with a bit of joke, as if he was looking at a monkey.

"It's so miserable." Ye Fan sighed, smashed his mouth and sighed.

"Then do you want to have a debt?" Zhang Chenghu asked in a cigarette ring.

"want!"

"Ahem"

Zhang Chenghu was stunned by the word "心". This kid is a stupid guy. He said that, but he dared to say "心".

"I said brother, are your fucking brains crushed by a car?" Zhang Chenghu extinguished the cigarette, stood up and asked viciously.

"No." Ye Fan shook his head and said calmly: "Mr. Zhang, it is natural to pay back the debt. I don't pursue what you did before, but now I'm here. I advise you to take out the money with the capital and the profit."

Zhang Chenghu pulled out a cruel curve, and he sneered: "What if I don't want to?"

Ye Fan suddenly grinned and said, "Then I will hit you until you are willing."

"Xiaodao, come in!" Zhang Chenghu slapped the table violently, shaking the ashtray on the table buzzing.

The door was pushed open, and seven or eight extremely strong young men rushed in.

"Removing his legs." Zhang Chenghu pointed at Ye Fan and said lightly. He had never seen such a stupid person who was ignorant of the world. In Haidong City, he always had Zhang Chenghu asking others for debts, so how could anyone dare to look for him?

After hearing this, seven or eight young men showed a fierce light and came to Ye Fan's left and right team.

They followed Zhang Chenghu in Haidong City in the early years. Over the years, they have licked blood from the knife and gained a lot of fame in Haidong City with their ruthlessness.

Fighting is even more common. (To be continued)
Chapter completed!