When they heard this shout, these gangsters seemed to have grasped a life-saving straw. The three gangsters who were paralyzed on the ground quickly rolled over and shouted: "

Boss, this guy is here to cause trouble????”

"Boss, please help me, I'm about to be killed." The red-haired hero still had the same majesty as before, crying with snot and tears. When he saw his boss coming, he screamed strangely, but was stunned.

He didn't dare to move, he didn't think what Ye Fan said was to scare him.

"Boss, there are many of us, let's go together and kill him. This kid has made it clear that he doesn't take you seriously. He is here to stir up trouble today. Kill him first and let him know the rules here?

???" The few bastards next to him thought that their boss would definitely take revenge on them, so they immediately fanned the flames and wanted to encourage their boss to take action and teach him a lesson. The man who suddenly broke in with a strong hand

Guy.

Unexpectedly, before this little bastard finished speaking, he was slapped hard on the face. His cheeks suddenly swelled up quickly. This little bastard was immediately beaten by his boss.

It hurt so much that he was dizzy and burst into tears. He covered his cheeks without knowing why, and looked at his boss with an innocent and horrified look. The two bastards behind him were so frightened that they quickly retreated back.

After a few steps, he looked at his boss in horror.

The bald man who walked out of the back room was wearing a thick gold chain, a string of Buddhist beads hanging on his wrist, a plaid shirt, a pair of shorts underneath, and several long scars on his arms.

, a pair of eyes with a ferocious look, he glared at his men fiercely, and shouted viciously: "What are you looking at, a bunch of trash, making such a fucking noise so early in the morning, why don't you let me sleep?"

If you can't handle anything about your son, you just mess around and don't clean up, get out of here, damn it!"

Ye Fan turned his head and saw the sturdy bald man walking towards him with a fierce look. He lit a cigarette for himself, took a deep puff, then raised his eyelids and looked at Ye Fan with a half-smile.

Fan said in a deep voice: "Brother, where are you from? I don't seem to have offended you, right? Let's talk it over carefully and don't do anything, okay? If we do, this matter will not be easy to discuss. Brother, please give me some face.

You should let my people go first! On my one-third of an acre of land, no matter what the problem is, I can help you settle it. It seems that you just came home recently, buddy, where do you live?

?”

Ye Fan pushed the red-haired hero away and smiled faintly: "Yes, I just came back and your brother said I didn't understand the rules. You asked me where I live. Do you want revenge? I came here today to find you.

your."

"You're looking for me? Brother, I don't seem to have offended you, right? If we have anything to say, just say it openly. There is nothing in this small county that I, Zhang Dahu, can't settle." Zhang Dahu fumbled for the watch on his hand.

A very expensive looking watch.

"Maybe you don't remember, I should let you have a longer memory." Zhao Fanchen put out the cigarette butt in his hand and glanced at Zhang Dahu, which made this guy feel a sudden rush in his heart, and he was so flustered.

.

"This person's eyes????" Zhang Dahu felt that his heart was stabbed by that sharp look and couldn't help but wince. He put away his usual domineering attitude and deliberately

He lowered his posture a little, but felt extremely weak. He quickly turned around and quietly touched the cold sweat on his forehead. His voice became much weaker: "Okay, if you have something to do, come to my office to discuss it."

Bar!"

This society is sometimes like this. People who are good will be bullied, and people who are good will be ridiculed. Sometimes the more tolerant you are, the more others will take advantage of you, and your behavior will only increase the arrogance of those little gangsters. These gangsters in society

What the little bastards are most afraid of is this kind of person with weird and powerful skills and sharp eyes.

Seeing Ye Fan follow Zhang Dahu in, the few bastards outside suddenly came to life: "Damn, it will be easier to have him this time. If you fall into the hands of our boss, you will be injured even if you don't die. Brother

Let’s just wait and see, okay, is our boss the best????”

Entering the house, there was a bed, an office table, a computer and an electric fan next to it. After all, the room was much warmer. Ye Fan naturally sat on the recliner in front of him, his legs

It was placed on the desk and placed right in front of Zhang Dahu. Zhang Dahu wanted to get angry, but after thinking about it, he held it back. His face was ugly, he leaned up, reached out and took out a good cigarette, and wanted to

It was sent to Ye Fan, but Ye Fan ignored him at all. Zhang Dahu made a fuss, and retracted his fat body, sitting on the chair, facing Ye Fan's feet in front of him, feeling angry.

He was feeling uncomfortable, but he didn't dare to say anything, so he could only lower his posture and soften his tone a lot: "Brother, we have something to talk about. I don't know what the hell you came to see me about today?"

"I'm here to ask you for medical expenses, one hundred thousand, you take the money and I'll leave." Ye Fan twitched the corner of his mouth, and the smile on his face was as gentle as possible. The smoke lingering in front of him made his whole body look...

It seems a little mysterious.

"Hmph, buddy, you have such a loud tone. If you say take money, I will take money. I want medical expenses. What you said is too light. I have beaten many people. If they all come to follow me,

If I want medical expenses, then I will just close the door and go back to eat shit and pay back 100,000? Why don't you go rob the bank? Damn, to tell you the truth, I just tolerated it just to give you some face. Since you want to follow

I'm so embarrassed, so don't blame me for being rude." The flesh on Zhang Dahu's face trembled fiercely a few times, his eyes widened, he slammed the table, and he suddenly stood up with an excited expression.

His mouth was full of saliva, and he pointed at Ye Fan's nose, and came closer, with a look of disdain on his face, and he looked so fierce and fierce.

"Since you can't remember it, I need to help you deepen your memory. One hundred thousand yuan, not a penny less, if you lose ten thousand yuan, I will cut off one of your hands." Ye Fan sneered, blew on the cigarette, and then

Those sharp eyes were looking directly at Zhang Dahu. After the two people looked at each other like this for a few seconds, Zhang Dahu's heart suddenly suddenly jumped, and his body was involuntarily shrunk back by Ye Fan's gaze. His momentum suddenly increased in an instant.

Weakened.

The fat on Zhang Dahu's face shook a few times, and he said with a somewhat unnatural expression: "Brother, I really don't know where I offended you. One hundred thousand yuan is not a small amount. I really don't have that much. Everything can be discussed.

Well, if you don’t do this, you go back first, I’ll raise the money and deliver it to you personally.”

"One hundred thousand yuan, you take the money and I'll leave. I don't want to say it a second time. You smashed someone's fruit stall and injured someone. You collected the protection fee, right?" Ye Fan smiled coldly, not planning to do it again.

Talk nonsense to him.

"Damn, boy, it seems that you are just here to cause trouble today. You are threatening me. Do you think Zhang Dahu, who has been around for so long, is frightened? I just charge protection money, what? You don't accept it, man?

I was the one who was injured. It costs money and life. If you have the ability, you can kill me here today. I should have killed that old guy yesterday??????" Zhang Dahu slapped the table with both hands and said with a smile.

With a cigarette in his mouth and a fierce look on his face, before he finished speaking, he was kicked by Zhao Fanchen and fell on the table.

Zhang Dahu's head was slapped on the table, making contact with the table at a negative distance. When he raised his head, blood flowed from his nostrils, several teeth were broken in his mouth, and the half-smoked cigarette was also stuffed.

It went into his mouth and made him scream. The guy was knocked to pieces. He slammed his hands on the table. When he wanted to get up, Ye Fan didn't give him a chance at all.

He pressed his head and hit it hard on the table, bang bang, just once, twice, Ye Fan was merciless, and at most it would not cause death.

Zhang Dahu's strong body wanted to struggle, but he was held down by Ye Fan, making it difficult to break free. His head was hit hard on the table, and in an instant, a large piece of the table was dented. Zhang Dahu

The whole person was knocked dizzy, the skin on his forehead was torn, and blood flowed down the bridge of his nose on the table. Several teeth in this guy's mouth were broken. He really couldn't bear the beating, but this guy couldn't stand it anymore.

He was so stubborn that he kept on yelling vaguely: "Kill me to death if you can????"

When Ye Fan thought that his mother was so old and was injured by these bastards, he suddenly became angry. When he saw the knife next to Zhang Dahu that Zhang Dahu usually used to peel apples, he took it over and stabbed Zhang Dahu hard.

He slapped his right hand on the table and directly fixed his right hand on the table. Zhang Dahu, who was lying on his stomach, whined in pain like a pig, but Ye Fan's other hand did not stop at all and was still there.

He pressed this guy's head and slammed it against the table.

At this time, Zhang Dahu's nose and tears were mixed together, and he screamed in pain. He begged for mercy with a cry: "Grandpa, my dear grandfather, please, please let me go, don't hit me again, I really am."

I can’t stand it anymore. You can pay as much as you want. I will never say anything back. Why don’t I just give you the money????”

The hand that was fixed on the table and the heartbreaking pain made Zhang Dahu exhausted mentally and physically, and he even wanted to die. Ye Fan let go of his neck, and Zhang Dahu struggled to get up, his mouth full of blood foam, and his head was sweating profusely in pain,

Tears and blood were mixed together and all went into his eyes. The muscles on his painful face were twisted into a ball. Zhang Dahu touched his eyes with his arm, then hurriedly took out three wads of money from the drawer below and begged: "

Brother, this money is all my belongings. Will I be able to pay back the remaining money when I have it? Please let me go for now. I should never offend you. I shouldn’t.
Chapter completed!