Faced with Jiang Weiming's words, Ye Fan's expression seemed very plain and free, as if he was ignoring Jiang Weiming's words.
At this time, a playful sneer appeared on the corner of Ye Fan's mouth and said lightly: "Mr. Jiang, I said that I would not let you die so easily!"
Jiang Weiming was so angry that he retorted and cursed: "I advise you to kill me quickly. I am not afraid of death. Even if I die, I will not let you go even if I become a ghost!"
Hearing Jiang Weiming's extremely arrogant words, Ye Fan's sneer became even stronger, "Haha, I know you are not afraid of death, but are you afraid of life as good as death?"
"Life is worse than death?"
Jiang Weiming was stunned at first, then responded with a disdainful look on his face, "Ye Fan! I am not afraid of death, so why are you afraid of life worse than death?"
At this time, Ye Fan shook his head and said lightly: "Mr. Jiang! Death is a matter of a moment, but life is worse than death, but it is a constant torture! Not only physical or spiritual, but also strong willpower.
OK, but if your willpower is weak and you can't bear the pain, you will be tortured to death and eventually torture to death!"
Jiang Weiming responded disdainfully: "Ye Fan! I have the willpower of steel. I would rather bear the pain of being cut into pieces than screaming pain!"
"Is that so? Then I want to see if Mr. Jiang's willpower is so strong!"
Ye Fan smiled faintly, then took out a red pill from his body.
After seeing this red pill, Jiang Weiming's expression instantly solidified. He frowned and asked with a vigilant look: "Ye Fan, what do you want to do? Is this poison?"
Seeing Jiang Weiming's fearful look, Ye Fan had a cold smile on his lips, and then he joked with a playful joke: "Mr. Jiang, aren't you afraid of death? Even if he is a poison, you can't do this.
nervous?"
Sweat beads appeared on Jiang Weiming's forehead, and then he pretended to be calm and said, "I'm not afraid! But at least I have to figure out what I'm eating?"
At this time, Ye Fan smiled playfully and said lightly: "You will know if you eat it!"
Finished!
Ye Fan stuffed the pill into Jiang Weiming's mouth.
"Gurl!"
After the pill entered the mouth, it swallowed down the throat.
"Ahem...ahhhh!"
After swallowing, Jiang Weiming quickly started coughing, as if he wanted to cough out the poison.
but!
No matter how severe Jiang Weiming coughed, he still did not cough up any poison. Instead, he choked Jiang Weiming so hard that he burst into tears.
At this time, Jiang Bo'an, who was standing beside him, hurriedly asked, "Ye Fan, what poison did you give my dad? Tell me quickly!"
"Bang!"
Ye Fan did not respond directly to his words, but leisurely lit a cigarette and then blew a circle of smoke.
After seeing this, Jiang Bo'an was so angry that his teeth roared at Ye Fan: "My surname is Ye! I'm talking to you, are you deaf? Talking!"
Ye Fan's mouth was filled with a playful sneer, and then he joked jokingly: "Young Master Jiang, what are your names? Dogs are not as impatient as you!"
"you!!"
Jiang Boan was so angry that he trembled all over and his face turned red.
Ye Fan continued to smoky leisurely, as if he was watching a monkey show.
At this time, the medicine effect on Jiang Weiming seemed to begin to occur. He was so painful that his whole body was trembling with heart-wrenching screams in his mouth, and he curled up in a ball and rolled around.
At this time, after seeing this, Jiang Bo'an asked nervously and worriedly: "Dad, what's wrong? What's wrong with you? Don't scare me! Tell me quickly! Where are you feeling uncomfortable!!"