It seemed as if in his eyes, the He family was like an ant, not worth mentioning at all!
"Zhao Jianfeng! Your soldier pointed his gun at my head just now! What crime do you think he should be?"
I saw him pointing at He Zhiyang coldly, his voice piercing into He Zhiyang's heart like an ice ridge.
"Swish--"
Zhao Jianfeng's face turned pale in an instant.
Pointing a gun at the Dragon King? Is He Zhiyang a brain ill? Does he know what the consequences are?
In a fit of anger, Zhao Jianfeng pulled out his pistol and fired twice at He Zhiyang's legs.
"ah!"
"ah!"
He Zhiyang screamed twice on the spot. His left and right thighs were penetrated by bullets, and the bullet holes instantly ejaculated, dyeing his pants red.
At this time, he was so painful that he rolled back and forth on the ground. Despite this, the pain in his body did not slow down at all, but instead became more and more painful.
"Bold He Zhiyang, did you eat Xiong Xinbao gall? You dare to point a gun at Mr. Ye? Do you know who Mr. Ye is?"
Zhao Jianfeng was so angry that he cursed.
"Team...Captain, who is he?" He Zhiyang asked in shock.
He knew who Ye Fan was, but he knew he was in trouble.
"King of Dragon Gate!"
"What? He...he is the rumored dragon...Dragon King?"
Suddenly, He Zhiyang was so scared that he almost burst into tears in his throat.
As a warrior, he certainly knew what the Dragon King looked like.
Dragon King!
Almost the supreme idol in the hearts of Chinese soldiers, and it is the goal that everyone has been chasing for throughout their lives.
The King of Dragon Gate!
A world-class talent!
The people of China can live and work in peace and contentment all rely on Longmen to protect their families and defend their country, and the person who commands Longmen to kill enemies and defend their country is the Dragon King.
However, what He Zhiyang never dreamed of was that he actually pointed a gun at the Dragon King.
It's over!
Now it's completely over! Did I get my mind just now? How dare I be so disrespectful to the Dragon King?
At this moment, He Zhiyang was so scared that he collapsed on the ground, showing fear on his face, as if he was terrifying as if he had seen a ghost.
No!
Seeing the Dragon King is even more scarier than seeing a ghost!
At this time, He Xiangtian, who was standing aside, didn't know the situation of the Dragon King. When he saw his second son was so scared, he couldn't help but ask curiously: "Zhiyang, what's wrong with you? What Dragon King? Why is your father?
Can't even understand a word?"
"Dad! It doesn't matter if you don't understand it! What's important is that the He family killed you! All the country that the older generation of the He family has worked hard has been ruined by you!"
He Zhiyang beat his chest and stamped his feet, screaming and scolding.
"What?"
He Xiangtian was so scared that he was stunned on the spot. He knew that he was involved in a big deal, but he would not ruin the entire He family, right?
But now that his son said this, he believed it!
He knew that he had completely destroyed the He family and destroyed the He family's country that they had worked hard for several lifetimes.
At this moment, he realized that he had been in trouble.
So he knelt down like a dog and climbed to Ye Fan, then folded his hands together and begged bitterly.
"Mr. Ye! I'm sorry! Just now... I'm dizzy and blind, and I offended you without any intention. Please, can you let the He family go?"
At this time, He Zhiyang dragged his injured legs and lay on the ground, crawled over, and kept kowtowing to Ye Fan to admit his mistake.
"Mr. Ye! I just didn't recognize Mount Tai just now, so I shouldn't point a gun at your head. I... I was wrong! Please Mr. Ye, forgive me for being rude!"
"Ba"
Ye Fan ignored their begging for mercy, but calmly took out a cigarette from his pocket and slowly lit it.
He took a long breath and slowly vomited out the smoke.
"call--"
Under the smoke, his cold face looked particularly cold, and his whole body seemed unstable, and no one could see the joy, anger, sorrow and happiness in his heart.
The more this happened, the more frightened He Xiangtian and others were.
I saw that they didn't care about so much and kept kowtowing to admit their mistakes.
"Mr. Ye, please spare me! Please spare me, Mr. Ye!"
"Mr. Ye, please spare me! Please spare me, Mr. Ye!"
"Mr. Ye, please spare me! Please spare me, Mr. Ye!"
......
At this time, Ye Fan blew up the ashes and said coldly, "You are just begging for mercy now! Isn't it too late?" This chapter has been completed!