Chapter 565 The Sin Bullet

Following Ye Fan, Jia Xiaobao also spread 100,000 yuan.

The atmosphere in the bar suddenly became boiling because there were rich people scattering money to play.

Of course, the most exciting thing is the group of people brought by Hong Xing, because they are closer to Ye Fan and Jia Xiaobao, so they basically picked up all the money.

"Swish"!

Ye Fan threw out ten stacks of banknotes without blinking.

Jia Xiaobao then scattered the same amount.

At first, he thought Ye Fan was just pretending to compete and did not dare to play it.

In this way, I am very wrong and the other party is serious.

His psychological ability is only two or three million. If he has too much, he really can't afford it.

Although he has a lot of money, he can't squander it all night. If my father knows it, he must kill him.

"Mr. Fan is mighty!"

The thugs were picking up money excitedly while screaming.

They originally thought they came to fight, but who would have thought they would encounter a good thing about a pie falling from the sky.

Soon, Jia Xiaobao saw the truth.

His face is as ugly as it looks.

Made, 30,000 in a few minutes, it was gone if it was gone.

This is not over yet, because judging from Ye Fan's posture, he has to continue playing.

Fortunately, Qiu Kun sent another million to him, so I can hold on for a while.

But it was useless, because on Ye Fan’s side, the xian    jīn on the table was tens of millions.

The huge gap in strength is too large, and Jia Xiaobao is destined to lose.

When all four million were thrown out, Jia Xiaobao sighed dejectedly: "I won't play anymore."

I didn't expect that his son, the real estate tycoon, would lose money.

In fact, there is a reason, because he lost tens of millions of dollars because he was addicted to gambling some time ago. His father almost broke off his father-son relationship with him.

So this time, he was so brave that he didn't dare to play with the big ones.

"Mr. Jia, according to the previous agreement, you know what you are going to do now." Ye Fan reminded.

"Know."

Jia Xiaobao hesitated and asked him to kneel down in front of so many people to call him dad. It would be too shameful.

But if you don't call it, the consequences may be even more serious.

Just the dark thugs around you will not let you go.

He faced Ye Fan and knelt down slowly, looking extremely reluctant: "Dad, I was wrong."

"I am unfilial son, I dare to run out next time. I won't get out if I don't break your legs."

"yes."

Jia Xiaobao had already gritted his teeth in his heart, stood up, turned around and left.

The group of little brothers who gathered were useless, because if they really became popular, they would not be the opponents of Hongxing.

Seeing that Mr. Jia had left, Qiu Kun did not dare to stop at all. He slipped away quietly while Ye Fan was not paying attention.

Ye Fan smiled and said, "Hongxing, I just asked you to give money. Why do you want so many brothers to come here to do? Look, I scared all those guys away."

Hong Xing smiled and said, "Sorry, Mr. Fan, am I worried that something happened to you in Huangyue City."

Then he ordered his younger brother: "Everyone should withdraw."

He saw that there was a beautiful countryside měi    nǚ, so don’t disturb him.

"Of course, the Nightingale Bar still needs someone to take care of, so we'll leave first."

"Well, brothers, thank you for your hard work. The money I just now was a hard work fee."

"Thank you, Mr. Fan!"

Hundreds of people thanked each other in unison, and their loud voices were deafening and spectacular.

After a while, Hong Xing led his younger brother away, and only Hong Qiushui was left beside Ye Fan.

The night is as cool as water, and there is a one-armed man walking on the deserted streets in Qingyang City.

He is Li Mingyu, who was defeated by Ye Fan not long ago.

Li Mingyu was not convinced of the accidental loss to Ye Fan, and of course he did not believe that the former was invincible for all poisons. He just thought that the level of the poison pharmacist he had practiced was not powerful enough.

Right in front of him, a scavenger was walking alone.

"If you meet me, you will be unlucky."

Li Mingyu played with a vicious smile on his lips, and then quickly stepped forward.

"blow!"

A flying needle shot out from his hand, hitting the scavenger's body.

The other party's body seemed to be bitten by a mosquito, and suddenly twitched, then fell to the ground, foaming at the mouth, and blue all over. After a while, he was poisoned and died.

"It seems that the poisonous configuration this time is quite effective."

Li Mingyu nodded with satisfaction. In his eyes, other people's lives are not worth a penny, just like grass.

About five or six minutes later, another figure of an aunt appeared in his sight, walking towards him.

"It seems that there is another target for experiments."

Li Mingyu murmured to himself and silently took a poisoned silver needle into his hand.

"Young man, it's cold at night, wear more clothes."

Seeing Li Mingyu's thin clothes, the aunt couldn't help but care and passed by.

"Yes." Li Mingyu responded coldly.

Then four or five seconds later, he turned around and swung the silver needle in his left palm out.

The silver needle hit the target's waist, and the wound instantly became purple and black, dú    sù was spreading rapidly.

The aunt turned around, looking painful, her eyes full of confusion.

Not long after, she stopped breathing.

“Not bad, not bad.”

Li Mingyu seemed to be praising the effect of the flying needle, and simply ignored the end of a fresh life.

As the saying goes, he is a master of art and courage. He is currently wanted by the police in Qingyang City. He dares to walk on the streets without any restraint.

He had already made up his plans, and jǐng    cha dared to interrogate himself, and there was only one fate, that was death.

After losing to Ye Fan, Li Mingyu's mood was extremely depressed and his personality became more perverted. Sha      Rén Ruma was what he yearned for. Only blood could make his spirit excited.

Behind him, two jǐng    cha appeared on motorcycles.

The two male policemen first found the scavenger and the aunt who had died not long ago on the roadside, and then chased after them.

Two motorcycles, one in front and one behind, jié Li Mingyu 1 an    jié.

"Don't move!"

A tall policeman took out a shou in front of Li Mingyu and aimed at him.

Because he had already recognized this one-armed man, the fugitive who is currently often wanted.

"Hold your head with both hands and squat on the ground."

The short policeman behind shouted for orders.

"Police officer, don't be so nervous."

Li Mingyu didn't take the other party seriously at all.

"Let you squat down, don't you hear it!"

"yes."

Li Mingyu slowly squatted down and thought to himself, "Now, yell at me, you will be nicer later."

"Tell you, don't move."

The tall police officer reminded him, and then another police officer slowly walked over from his face and added a bundle of ropes in his hand.

Not long after, Li Mingyu was tied up by the other party.

However, his expression was not at all scared, but instead he snorted disapprovingly from his nostrils.
To be continued...