After hearing Ye Fan's words, Lu Jianghai's face turned pale in an instant, especially when he thought of the acupuncture technique that Ye Fan tortured the mysterious man just now, he was so scared that his three souls lost two souls.
And this tension and fear still occupied his entire mind, leaving his mind blank, and his whole body was like a deflated ball with no strength to support him.
You know, he doesn't want to experience hundreds or even thousands of times of pain.
So he was so scared that he quickly knelt in front of Ye Fan, and then begged with panic: "Ye Fan...oh no! Brother Fan! Bless you, Brother Fan! I...
I misunderstood you before, so I'll say sorry to you! Please, can you let me go?"
"call--"
At this time, Ye Fan took a deep breath and slowly spit out the smoke.
I saw his expression gloomy, as if no one could see through his inner thoughts.
"Mr. Lu! I have said before that I am not the murderer! But you don't believe it!"
Ye Fan said in a cold tone.
Lu Jianghai was sobbing and begged in panic, "Brother Fan, that... that was because I was angry for a moment, so I mistakenly thought you were the murderer! But now I know I was wrong, please
You, please spare me for the sake of my heart's pain! OK?"
At this time, a trace of coldness flashed in Ye Fan's eyes, and he asked indifferently: "Mr. Lu, do you know why I want to kill you?"
Lu Jianghai asked nervously, "Why...?"
Ye Fan said in a cold and ruthless tone: "Because your attempt is not good to Lin Ruobing! Brothers and women are always my reverse scales! Whoever dares to touch them, I will definitely kill him!"
Finished!
Ye Fan exuded a strong murderous aura, and the terrifying murderous aura seemed to be able to freeze the air around him.
The terrifying momentum is as suffocating as thousands of troops facing each other.
Finished...it's over!
This is over!
At this moment, Lu Jianghai finally felt that Ye Fan had murderous intent. Ye Fan wanted to kill him and kill him without leaving any troubles.
Perhaps because he knew that he would die, Lu Jianghai's eyes were empty and desperate like a walking corpse.
At this time, Lu Jianghai said with a desperate look on his face: "Ye Fan, since you...you are determined to kill me, can I make a request before I die?"
Ye Fan asked lightly: "Say it! What request?"
Lu Jianghai smiled desperately and said, "Can you give me some fun? Don't torture me like you tortured that man just now! I want to die a little bit more straightforward!"
Ye Fan shook his head and said lightly, "Die it is straightforward and requires chips! What chips can you give me?"
"Barring chips? I...I'll give you ten million! You'll let me die a little more! Don't be so painful!"
Lu Jianghai quickly spoke.
At this time, Ye Fan's mouth sneered in contempt and said disdainfully: "Ten million? Mr. Lu! Do you think I am a beggar? Ten million? Do you think I am a beggar? Do you think I am a beggar? Do you use this to test the cadre?"
Give ten million to reward beggars? If it is so easy to make money, I will be willing to be a beggar!
At this time, Lu Jianghai felt the urge to curse, but he didn't dare to scold him.
Because he was afraid that Ye Fan would increase his pain to a thousand times, that would make him worse than death.
So Lu Jianghai changed his words and said, "I'll give you 100 million?"
Ye Fan blew up the ashes and shook his head lightly and said, "What's the difference between 100 million and 10 million?"
What's the difference? This is the ten times difference, okay?
At this moment, Lu Jianghai felt depressed and wanted to curse. This chapter has been completed!