If your legs are disabled, you can at least be in a wheelchair; if your life is gone, you will have to sleep in the coffin.
After weighing the pros and cons, Liu Yilong still chose to compromise.
"Nine-fingered magic spear! Take action!" Ye Fan ordered coldly.
"Okay! Brother Fan!"
Jiufinger Spike nodded, then walked to Liu Yilong and said coldly: "Liu Yilong, remember! Don't mess with Brother Fan in the future, otherwise next time it will not be as simple as slapping your hands and feet, but you will be taken away.
Dog life!"
After saying that, the Nine-Fingered Spike suddenly pulled out the pistol and fired twice at Liu Yilong's kneecaps.
"Bang bang!"
“Ahhh—”
The gunshots covered the sound of bone bursting, but they could not cover Liu Yilong's screams at the top of his lungs.
Liu Yilong screamed at the top of his lungs. Maybe it was too painful. In the end, he couldn't help but fainted on the spot and fell into a coma.
"Brother Fan! It's done!" The Nine Finger Spike grinned, and then wanted to walk to Ye Fan to seek credit.
But at this time, Ye Fan warned with a cold expression: "Nine-fingered magic gun! Don't think that it's okay if I don't settle the score with you. Next time someone will ask you to deal with me. You don't have to talk too much to the other party, just shoot me just
Bang him! Do you understand?"
"Little...small know!"
The Nine-Fingered Spike nodded quickly. The feeling of seeking credit just now disappeared.
"Just know!" Ye Fan said coldly.
After solving the matter here, Qin Feng respectfully invited him and said, "Doctor Ye, let's go for a meal. I have already asked someone to prepare the food!"
"good!"
Ye Fan nodded, then got into Qin Feng's sports car, and the two drove away from the scene.
Not long after, they arrived at the hotel.
Just as they were about to enter the hotel, suddenly, someone hurriedly called out, "Mr. Qin, wait for me!"
Forehead?
Qin Feng was stunned for a moment, then turned around and found that the person who was talking just now was Murong Fusheng!
"Mr. Murong, are you having something to do with me?" Qin Feng frowned and asked coldly.
"Mr. Qin, I wonder what you are thinking about the project I told you last time?" Murong Fusheng asked weakly with a flattering look on his face.
Qin Feng responded with a calm attitude: "I'm still thinking!"
"Is that so? It's better to meet each other by chance than we treat you. I'll be there tonight. We'll treat you to a meal. Let's chat while eating. OK?" Murong Fusheng seemed to want to please the other party, after all, it's the case.
If you can negotiate a project with the Qin family, you can make a lot of money by yourself.
"Didn't you see a big man beside me? I want to have dinner with him! Let's talk about you some other day!" Qin Feng said coldly with a serious expression.
Big boss?
Murong Fusheng was stunned for a moment, and then his eyes couldn't help but turn to Ye Fan.
He saw that Ye Fan was not good-looking and didn't look like a rich man, but Qin Feng called him the boss.
Who is this young man? Qin Feng is so polite to him? This chapter has been completed!