"What do you...what do you want to do?" Zheng Shaohe looked at Ye Fan with horror and asked nervously.
"What do you want to do? Just deal with you!"
Ye Fan smiled evilly, and then grabbed Zheng Shaohe's wrist with one hand. He saw that his hand was like a vise, pinching Zheng Shaohe's wrist almost deformed.
At the beginning, Zheng Shaohe could still bear it and not scream.
"Young Master Zheng, I didn't expect you to be quite able to tolerate it? Haha!" Ye Fan sneered disdainfully at the corner of his mouth.
Zheng Shaohe snorted coldly and retorted: "A real man doesn't cry easily! I'm bleeding but not cry!"
"Yeah?"
Just as Ye Fan exerted force again, Zheng Shaohe could no longer contain the pain in his heart.
"hiss--"
I saw him take a sudden breath of cold air, gritting his teeth in pain, and even tears are about to fall out.
"Ye Fan! You...be gentle! It hurts so much...Oh ooh!"
Zheng Shaohe was in so much pain that he was eager to survive and begged.
"Young Master Zheng, didn't you just say that a real man doesn't cry easily, and does not cry? Why did you admit defeat so quickly?"
Ye Fan smiled playfully and joked with a profound meaning.
"Then...that's just my stubbornness! Ye Fan, you...you should let go of your hand quickly, my hand is about to be cut off by you!" Zheng Shaohe smiled awkwardly and responded
Said.
Ye Fan sneered indifferently and said, "You can let go! But you have to fulfill your promise! I am willing to accept the loss!"
"You... don't go too far! I...I am the eldest son of the Zheng family. If you want me to admit that I am sick in public, how can you keep my face?"
Zheng Shaohe felt unhappy. He felt that his status was prominent, so how could he make a fool of himself in public?
"So what about the eldest young master of the Zheng family? Even if I am the king of heaven, I have to fulfill my promise! I am willing to accept the loss!"
Finished!
Ye Fan increased his strength again and then pinched.
"hiss--"
"hiss--"
Suddenly, Zheng Shaohe took a deep breath in pain, and his whole body was so painful that he almost fainted on the spot.
"Ah...ah! Ye Fan, I'm about to be cut off by you... You can release my hand quickly..."
Zheng Shaohe screamed in pain, and screamed in pain.
"Mr. Zheng!"
After seeing this, Xiang Yuanming and the others hurriedly asked with great concern.
At this time, Xiang Yuanming warned with an angry look: "Ye Fan, don't be too arrogant! If you are so embarrassed by Young Master Zheng, he will definitely not be able to spare you!"
"That's right! Young Master Zheng is the eldest young master of the Zheng family. How could he bow his head to a bad person like you?" Xiang Xinyu retorted with dissatisfaction.
"Yeah?"
Ye Fan smiled disdainfully. After saying that, he increased his strength again, pinching Zheng Shaohe's wrist was almost deformed.
"Ah...ah! Oh! Oh! Oh! Oh..."
Zheng Shaohe was so painful that he let out a wailing sound like a pig slaughter, and he fell to Ye Fan in pain.
"Ye Fan...oh no! Brother Fan! Be gentle... If you continue to work hard like this, you will cut off my wrist..."
Zheng Shaohe cried and begged bitterly.
At this time, Ye Fan smiled playfully and asked lightly: "Young Master Zheng, Mr. Xiang said you won't let me go, right?"
"No...no! Brother Fan, don't worry, I will definitely not cause trouble for you!"
Zheng Shaohe was so scared that he shook his head quickly and pursed his conscience and spoke.
In fact, he hated Ye Fan to the core, but now he has to admit defeat.
If you want to take revenge, you have to endure it!
Seeing that Zheng Shaohe admitted his defeat, Ye Fan turned around, grinned at Xiang Yuanming, and joked: "Mr. Xiang, it seems that you have disappointed you! Zheng Shao will not cause trouble for me."
"you?"
Xiang Yuanming was so angry that he suddenly became speechless. He never thought that Ye Fan would be so arrogant.
At this time, Ye Fan ignored his dissatisfaction and then continued to ask Zheng Shaohe, "Ms. Zheng, Miss Xiang said you won't bow your head to me, right?"
Speaking of this, Ye Fan once again increased his strength a little, but Zheng Shaohe shouted in pain, "Brother Fan, don't listen to her nonsense, I'm willing to bow my head! I... I have a brain
The disease! It needs to be cured!"
"Mr. Zheng! Didn't you eat today? Why did you speak so quietly? Be louder!" Ye Fan said meaningfully.
"you?"
As a result, Zheng Shaohe hesitated a little, and Ye Fan once again increased his strength.
"Ouch--"
Zheng Shaohe screamed in pain on the spot, and then quickly shouted: "I have a brain disease!"
"Not loud enough!" This chapter has been completed!