This time, the God of Death once again let out a shrill howl. His entire face was deformed, obviously in great pain!
"Dragon King, be gentle... be gentle, I... my arm is still hurting!"
At this time, Ye Fan said calmly: "God of Death, my patience is limited. If you can't pay, you can die now!"
As he spoke, Ye Fan's body exuded a harsh aura, oppressing the God of Death!
This made the God of Death stiffen up, and he didn't dare to say anything at all, for fear that he would say something wrong and be killed!
As the saying goes, people are treated as swords and others as flesh and blood. This is how the God of Death feels!
"Okay, I agree! I'll ask someone to transfer the money to you right away!"
The God of Death suppressed the resentment and sorrow in his heart, and then gritted his teeth and said.
"hey-hey!"
"You are still cheerful enough, I just want to be friends with people like you!"
Ye Fan grinned, showing his snow-white teeth, but with his gloomy face, there was a hint of permeability!
Then, the God of Death endured the pain, and with trembling fingers, he called his assistant and asked his assistant to transfer 10 billion US dollars to Ye Fan's card number.
After doing these things, the God of Death began to endure the tingling sensation in his arm again, and said respectfully to Mark: "Dragon King, I have done as you asked. I hope you can keep your promise!"
The God of Death knew that in his current state, there was no way he could compete with Mark.
Therefore, he could only obey obediently and did not dare to disobey Ye Fan in the slightest!
"Ding dong!"
Soon, Ye Fan received a text message indicating that the transfer was successful.
Seeing that he had successfully collected the bill, Ye Fan squinted his eyes and raised a sneer at the corner of his mouth, "Don't worry, you can leave now. I keep my word."
After hearing this, the God of Death finally breathed a sigh of relief, then stood up, covered his bleeding arm, and staggered to leave!
However, at this moment, Ye Fan suddenly said: "Wait a minute!"
Ga——!
Upon hearing this, the God of Death who was about to leave instantly stopped, then slowly turned his head and looked at Ye Fan doubtfully.
He was in a state of confusion now, wondering what Ye Fan was going to do!
Seeing the look of the God of Death, Ye Fan chuckled, and then said faintly: "God of Death, don't you see how I tortured Luo Yongsheng? Don't forget! It was him who tricked you. If it weren't for him, you
How did you end up in this situation?"
Upon hearing this, the God of Death's eyebrows tightened instantly!
He now hates this bastard Luo Yongsheng!
Not only did it cause him to break his arm, but it also caused him to lose ten billion U.S. dollars. At this moment, his hatred for Luo Yongsheng even exceeded that of Ye Fan.
So, the God of Death nodded quickly and said: "Dragon King, you are right! I was tortured by Luo Yongsheng. This time, I want to see with my own eyes how he was tortured!"
"Well, children can be taught. So, let's start now." Ye Fan nodded slightly and said with a joking look on his face.
Finished!
Ye Fan turned around and stared at Luo Yongsheng with a playful expression.
"Whoa!"
Suddenly, Luo Yongsheng's face instantly turned pale, and his whole body felt as if he had been struck by lightning!
He knew that he was about to be unlucky.
Seeing Luo Yongsheng's frightened expression at this moment, the God of Death had a ferocious look on his face, gritted his teeth, and said viciously: "Luo! You are here too. If you hadn't been blind and provoked the Dragon King, I wouldn't have been killed by you."