At this time, Master Huang's face became very ugly, but he had no choice, because he was like fish on the chopping board now, and could only be slaughtered by Ye Fan.
So, he had to restrain his anger, then surrendered to Ye Fan, and said, "Young Master Ye! I was confused before... I was just a moment of confusion, so I offended you unintentionally. So, please give up your hands and let me go
Let’s have a way out!”
Ye Fan glanced at Master Huang contemptuously, his tone was full of contempt and said, "Master Huang, if you are as tough as before, maybe I see you have a bit of pride as a martial artist, I will spare your life.
Who knew you were so greedy for life and fearful of death!”
"I?"
At this time, Master Huang was so angry that he wanted to scold people. He was very tough at the beginning, but what was the result?
Ye Fan cruelly used the muscle-dividing and bone-destructing hand, treating his arm as a toy, then removing it, and then removing it.
After being tortured by this method, my arm seemed to be no longer my own, and it was extremely painful!
Since Ye Fan is so terrible, then he has given up. Should he be able to do this?
But what's the result?
Ye Fan also said that he was not tough enough and was insulting the dignity of a martial arts practitioner!
How could he not be depressed?
However, Master Huang was frustrated, but he still had to find a way to survive, because he learned that a gentleman would take revenge for ten years, and as long as he stayed in the mountains, he would not be afraid of burning firewood.
Therefore, Master Huang was patient and begged: "Young Master Ye, it's all the mistakes of the Zhao family! I also believed the Zhao family's slander before, so I was obsessed with the ghosts and impulsively provoked you. Please, Lord.
There are a lot of them, let me go this time!"
A strange sneer appeared on the corner of Ye Fan's mouth, and he said lightly: "Master Huang, don't say I won't give you a chance, now there is a chance in front of you, it depends on whether you can seize it!"
"Young Master Ye! You said! I will do what you told me and I will never dare to say anything!" Hearing this, Master Huang's heart suddenly rose.
Because he knew that this was his chance to save his life.
Ye Fan slowly spit out a smoke ring, and then said with a playful look on his face: "Master Huang, you said just now that you were instigated by the Zhao family to offend me, right?"
"Yes...yes! All the mistakes are the Zhao family's fault!"
Master Huang responded without hesitation.
Hearing this, a cold smile appeared on Ye Fan's mouth and said, "So, I'm asking you to destroy Mr. Zhao's hands and feet now, are you willing?"
"Yes! Of course I do!" Master Huang nodded immediately after hearing this.
Even if Ye Fan didn't give this order, Master Huang would have to settle the score with the Zhao family. If the Zhao family had not dug such a big pit for him, how could he offend Ye Fan? He wouldn't have suffered heavy losses!
As a result, Master Huang said that Mr. Zhao was frightened by the side.
Mr. Zhao quickly said, "Master Huang! Why did you...re against the Zhao family? Don't forget! The Zhao family helped you a lot back then, so you can't be ungrateful!"
At this time, Master Huang snorted coldly, whispered on the spot, and cursed: "Shut up to me! Just forget that your Zhao family is blind, but you will drag me into the water! Young Master Ye is so powerful, his martial arts are far above me, you
You know he is so scary, but you still ask me to take action? Are you obviously trying to kill me?"
"The problem is... I don't know him... he is so terrible!" Mr. Zhao explained hurriedly.
Master Huang was too lazy to talk nonsense to him and said bluntly: "Old Man Zhao! You heard what Mr. Ye said just now. If I don't waste your hands and feet today, I will be unable to save my life! So, don't blame me for being ruthless, if it's true
If you hurt you, you won’t blame me!”
After that!
Master Huang endured the pain and grabbed Mr. Zhao's arm with one hand.
Although Master Huang was seriously injured and his arm was tortured, he was at least the number one master in the capital, and it was still a very relaxing thing to deal with an old man like Mr. Zhao.
"Click!"
He gritted his teeth and twisted hard, and directly twisted one of Mr. Zhao's arm.
"Ah...ahhh! My arms..."
At this moment, Mr. Zhao suddenly screamed.
He shouted and begged for mercy, "Oh! Master Huang! Be gentle! I am wrong! I am wrong! Isn't it okay if I am wrong? Please don't torture me!" This chapter has been completed!