When they heard the silence, the little gangsters suddenly seemed to have grabbed the life-saving straw. The three little gangsters who were limping on the ground quickly rolled over and crawled over, shouting: "Boss, is this kid here to find trouble?"

"Boss, save me, I'm almost killed by someone." The Red-haired hero also had the might of the moment, crying and tears. Seeing his boss coming, he screamed strangely, but he didn't dare to move around. He didn't think what Ye Fan said was to scare him.

"Boss, we have a lot of people. Let's go together and kill him. This kid clearly doesn't take you seriously. Today is here to make trouble. Let him kill him first, so he knows the rules here????" The little gangsters beside him thought that his boss would definitely avenge him when he came. He immediately fanned the flames and wanted to inspire his boss to take action. He taught a lesson. The guy who suddenly broke in with his hands was strong.

Unexpectedly, before the little bastard finished speaking, he was slapped hard on his face and his cheeks suddenly swollen. The little bastard was immediately stunned by his boss. The pain made him dizzy and tears fell down. He covered his cheeks for no reason and looked at his boss with innocent and terrified face. The two little bastards behind him were shocked and trembled. He quickly took a few steps back and looked at his boss in horror.

The bald head, who walked out of the room behind, had a thick gold chain, a string of Buddhist beads hanging on his wrist, a pair of plaid shirt, a pair of shorts underneath, a few long scars on his arms, and a pair of fierce eyes. He glared at his subordinates fiercely and shouted viciously: "What are you looking at? A bunch of waste, what's the big noise in the early morning, and I'm not allowed to sleep. I can't handle the matter at all, I know that I'm just lying around, and I don't have to clean up yet, get out, damn it!"

Ye Fan turned his head and saw the strong bald head showing a fierce look and walked towards him. He lit a cigarette for himself, took a sniff, then raised his eyelids, looked at Ye Fan with a smile, and said in a deep voice: "Brother, where are you doing? I don't seem to offend you, right? Let's talk about it carefully, don't do it? If you do it, this matter will not be easy to discuss. Give me a face, please let me go, let me put my people first! On my acre of three-point land, no matter what the matter is, I can help you settle it. It seems that you have just returned home recently, where are you living?"

Ye Fan pushed the Red-haired Hero away and smiled faintly: "That's right, I just came back, and your brother said I don't understand the rules. If you ask me where I live, do you want to take revenge? I'm here to find you today."

"Looking for me? I don't seem to offend you, do you? If we have anything to say, you openly say that there is nothing in this small county town that I, Zhang Dahu, can't handle." Zhang Dahu groped in the expensive watch in his hand.

"Maybe you don't remember it, I should let you have a better memory." Zhao Fanchen snatched the cigarette butt in his hand and glanced at Zhang Dahu, which made the guy feel thumping. He was so furious that he was so panicked.

"This person's eyes?" Zhang Dahu felt that his heart was stabbed by the sharp eyes and couldn't help but shrink it hard. He put away his former arrogant attitude and deliberately lowered his attitude a little, but his heart was extremely weak. He quickly turned around and quietly touched the cold sweat on his forehead. The momentum in his voice became much weaker: "Okay, if you have something to do, come to my office to discuss!"

This is sometimes like this in this society. People are bullied by others and horses are ridden by others. Sometimes the more you tolerate others, the more you become more and more arrogant, and yours will still increase the arrogance of those little bastards. What these little bastards in society are most afraid of are people with weird and powerful skills and sharp eyes.

Seeing Ye Fan following Zhang Dahu in, the little gangsters outside suddenly came to life: "Damn it, this time he is so good that he has to fall into our boss's hands. If you don't die, you will be injured. Brothers are waiting to see if you are good, but we are still awesome????"

After entering the house, there was a bed, an office desk, and a computer and an electric heating fan. The room was much warmer. Ye Fan naturally sat on the recliner in front of him, with his legs on the desk, and was placed in front of Zhang Dahu. Zhang Dahu wanted to get angry, but after thinking about it, he finally held back, looked ugly, leaned up, reached out to take out a good cigarette, and wanted to send it to Ye Fan, but Ye Fan ignored him at all, made a boring Zhang Dahu, and then shrank his fat body back, sat on the chair, facing Ye Fan's feet, feeling so angry that he didn't dare to say it, so he could only lower his posture, and his tone eased a lot: "Brother, we have something to say, I don't know what you are going to come to me today?"

"I'm here to ask you for medical expenses, 100,000 yuan, you get the money, I'll leave." Ye Fan pulled the corner of his mouth, and the smile on his face was as gentle as it was. The smoke in front of him made him look a little unfathomable.

"Hmph, buddy, you're so angry. If you say you're going to get the money, I'll just take it. If you ask for medical expenses, you're too light. I've beaten up a lot. If I've gotten to ask for medical expenses, then I'll just close the door and go back and eat it. I'll give you 100,000 yuan? Why don't you go to rob the bank? Damn, let's tell you the truth. I just endured it to give you some face. Since you want to tear me apart, don't blame me for being rude." The flesh on Zhang Dahu's face shook fiercely for a few times. He glared at his eyes and slapped the table. He stood up suddenly, excited, his mouth full of saliva flying, pointed at Ye Fan's nose, and bullied him closer, with disdain on his face, looking so fierce and fierce.

"Since you can't remember, I need to help you deepen your memory. One hundred thousand yuan, no one can be missing. Ten thousand yuan, I will cut off one hand." Ye Fan sneered, blew a cigarette, and then his sharp eyes looked directly at Zhang Dahu. After the two of them looked at each other for a few seconds, Zhang Dahu's heart burst, and his body was involuntarily shrunk back by Ye Fan's gaze, and his aura suddenly weakened in an instant.

The fat meat on Zhang Dahu's face shook a few times, and 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 negotiated. Otherwise, you go back first. I'll raise the money and send it to you in person."

"100,000 yuan, you take the money and I leave. I don't want to say it again. You smashed people in the fruit stall and injured people. You should collect the protection fee!" Ye Fan smiled coldly, not planning to talk nonsense to him.

"Damn, boy, it seems that you are just here to find fault today. You threatened me. Do you think I, Zhang Dahu, have been scared for so long? I just charged protection fees. Why? You don't accept it. I was injured by someone. I don't want money, but I'm going to die. If you have the ability, you'll kill me here today. I should have killed that old guy yesterday??????" Zhang Dahu slapped the table with both hands, holding a cigarette in his mouth, and looked fierce. Before he finished speaking, he was slashed on the table by Zhao Fanchen.

Zhang Dahu's head was slapped on the table and had a negative contact with the table. When he raised his head, blood flowed from his nostrils, and several teeth in his mouth collapsed. The half-smoked cigarette was stuffed into his mouth, making him scream. This guy was hit and he was so hot that he smashed the table. When he wanted to get up, Ye Fan didn't give him a chance at all. He pressed his head with one hand and hit the table hard. Bang bang, just like that, two moves, Ye Fan was merciless, and would not have caused any death.

Zhang Dahu's strong body wanted to struggle, but Ye Fan pressed it tightly, and it was difficult to break free. His head was hit hard on the table. In an instant, a large piece of the table was sunk. Zhang Dahu was completely dizzy. His forehead was covered with flesh and blood, and blood flowed along the bridge of his nose. Several teeth in his mouth were broken. He couldn't stand it. However, this guy was still tough and kept shouting vaguely: "If you have the ability, you can kill me????"

When Ye Fan thought of his mother's age and being injured by these miscellaneous pieces, he suddenly became angry. When he saw the knife that Zhang Dahu used to cut apples beside him, he took it and stabbed Zhang Dahu hard into the right hand that was slapped on the table, and directly fixed his right hand on the table. Zhang Dahu, who was lying on the lying, was wailing like a pig. Ye Fan's other hand did not stop at all, and was still pressing the guy's head and hitting the table hard.

At this time, Zhang Dahu's snot and tears were stirred up, and he was so painful that he was screaming and begging for mercy in a crying voice: "Grandpa, my dear grandpa, please, let me go, stop hitting me anymore. I really can't stand it anymore. You say it's as much as you say, I will never repay it. Can't I pay it back now????"
Chapter completed!