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Eight hundred and thirteenth chapter, the head of the Dong family

Zhang Dalei came to Ye Bufan, helped him up and checked him carefully, confirming that he had completely fallen into a deep coma.

He nodded with satisfaction: "It seems that the new medicine from country M is quite effective."

Zhang Kai said: "Mr. Zhang, you think the two of us performed well, when will the 10 million be given to us?"

"Don't worry, I keep my word and the money you should pay will not be less."

As Zhang Dalei spoke, a dagger suddenly appeared in his hand and instantly pierced Zhang Kai's heart.

"When you get down there, I will burn 10 million for you."

"you you……"

Zhang Kai originally had a sweet dream of getting rich, but he didn't expect that just after he accomplished it, he was silenced, with a look of anger and unwillingness in his eyes.

"ah……"

Wang Juan, who was standing next to her, had also been dreaming of the 10 million yuan, but she came to her senses at this moment and let out a piercing scream.

But before she could finish shouting, Zhang Dalei raised his hand to cover her mouth, and the bloody dagger plunged into her chest again.

Zhang Dalei killed two people in succession, but without twitching his eyelids, he took out the dagger and wiped it on Wang Juan's body.

"This cannot be blamed on others. I can only blame you for being too stupid. How could the family master's affairs be known to outsiders?"

He muttered something, then put away the dagger, took out his cell phone, and made a call. Soon five or six bodyguards in black suits walked in from outside.

"Boss, is the matter done?"

asked the big bodyguard who came in first.

"Here." Zhang Dalei pointed at Ye Bufan who fell on the ground, "I'll take him away, and you can handle the follow-up here."

After saying that, he waved his hand, and several of his men picked up Ye Bufan, took him downstairs, and threw him directly into the back seat of a van.

Zhang Dalei left the big bodyguard here, then got into the van and drove forward.

About half an hour later, the van drove into a huge manor.

Although this is located on the outskirts of the city, this is an imperial capital where every inch of land is precious. Such a large manor is definitely not something ordinary people can own.

There were more than a dozen bodyguards guarding the entrance of the manor. After seeing Zhang Dalei, they waved to let him go.

Soon the van stopped in front of a small European-style villa. Zhang Dalei got out of the car and picked up Ye Bufan, walking towards the lobby of the villa.

On the mahogany sofa in the hall, there was a middle-aged man in his 50s, and a tall monk sitting cross-legged next to him. After Zhang Dalei entered, he left Ye Bufan still on the carpet, and then said respectfully to the middle-aged man: "

Head of the family, according to your instructions, I have brought back the boy named Ye."

The middle-aged man was Dong Fengwu, the head of the Dong family. He glanced at Ye Bufan with a deep look: "That kid is really not as difficult to deal with as the legend says.

I’m really curious, how did those people we sent to Jiangnan Province die at his hands?”

Zhang Dalei briefly and concisely told what happened, and finally said: "It was the master's plan that was good. This boy didn't have any doubts about those two idiots.

Furthermore, the medicine used this time is very special. It is the latest intoxicating drug produced by the laboratory of country M. Apart from the antidote they have prepared, there is no cure."

Dong Fengwu nodded with satisfaction: "Good job. Now wake him up. I still want to ask some questions."

After speaking, he said to the monk next to him: "Master Fakong, just in case, please seal this kid's acupuncture points."

The monk didn't say anything. He stood up and tapped Ye Bufan several times.

"alright."

After saying that, the monk sat back in his previous position. He was the other one of the only two heaven-level worshipers in the Dong family, the Iron-faced Buddha Fakong Master.

"Thank you, Master."

Dong Fengwu waved his hand, and Zhang Dalei took out a small bottle, poured out some white medicinal powder and applied it to Ye Bufan's nostrils.

"Ah sneeze!"

Ye Bufan sneezed and then slowly opened his eyes.

He looked around and finally set his sights on Dong Fengwu: "Who are you?"

"Let me introduce myself. I am Dong Fengwu, the head of the Dong family. You didn't expect that you would fall into my hands as soon as you arrived in the imperial capital."

As he spoke, Dong Fengwu showed a proud look on his face, obviously very satisfied with his plan.

Ye Bufan was not as panicked as he imagined, and looked calm and composed.

"I really didn't expect it. I originally thought I would find you when I arrived in the imperial capital, but I didn't expect to meet you so soon.

But there’s one thing I don’t quite understand, why don’t you just kill me and why do you go to all this trouble?”

"If you offend our Dong family, you are destined to die."

Dong Fengwu said slowly: "But I don't want you to die so quickly, because there are some things that I haven't figured out yet.

Answer me a few questions honestly, and it will make your death more comfortable."

"If you have any questions, just ask and see if I'm interested in answering you."

Dong Fengwu asked: "In the Ice Bear Country, the plane was obviously blown to pieces, how did you come back alive?"

Ye Bufan smiled slightly: "Because I have a great destiny, the Lord of Hell will not accept me."

Zhang Dalei, who was standing nearby, said angrily: "How the hell are you talking to the head of the family? Believe it or not, I will kill you right now?"

Ye Bufan turned to look at him and smiled again: "By the way, Lord Yama also told me that you don't have a long lifespan, and you will probably report for duty soon."

"you……"

Zhang Dalei was so angry that he blushed, but he didn't dare to do anything without the order of the family leader.

Dong Fengwu waved his hand: "Forget it, there is no need to argue with a dying person."

He asked again: "Since you don't want to say it, forget it. The second question is, I sent so many masters to Jiangnan. How did they die?"

"I killed him." Ye Bufan said without hesitation.

"Nonsense, how could you, a young boy like you, possibly kill fellow Taoist Ziyang?"

The one who spoke this time was the iron-faced Buddha Fakong who had been silent all this time.

Ye Bufan shook his head helplessly: "You guys, if you still don't believe me when I tell the truth, then there's nothing you can do about it."

Dong Fengwu said: "Boy, it seems that you are not telling the truth. Not to mention Ziyang Zhenren who has reached the heaven level, even Dong Nanhua and the others are not people you can kill at will."

This was something he had never understood. He had clearly sent so many masters to Jiangnan City, including the heaven-level master Ziyang Taoist, but why did they all die so silently?

Does Ye Bufan have some hidden tricks, or is someone secretly helping him?

If it's the former, it's better, but if it's the latter, it'll be troublesome. No one wants to have a hidden powerful enemy who can attack them at any time.

Because of this, he was not in a hurry to retaliate. When he found out that Ye Bufan was going to China, he secretly laid out such a plan with the purpose of clarifying the matter.

Ye Bufan looked at him and smiled: "It seems you really want to know."

"Of course, as long as you name the person who helped you, I can let you die happily."

"It seems that whether I say it or not, I am going to die."

A fierce look flashed across Dong Fengwu's face: "Being able to die happily is also a kind of happiness. It is better than living a life that is worse than death."

Ye Bufan said: "Since I am a dying person, can you answer a few questions for me first so that I can understand?"


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