Zhao Tianhu's words scared Lin Qingsheng very much. He never dreamed that Zhao Tianhu would turn against him temporarily and betray him.
He was so scared that his whole body was trembling, and he said in horror: "Thu, what do you mean? Why do you hold my neck with a knife? I
......I spent a million to ask you to kill Ye Fan! Instead of killing me!"
When one million was mentioned, Zhao Tianhu exploded like a ignited explosive barrel.
He was so angry that he cursed: "Call the next door! Don't mention that one million for me! If you have the chance to start over, I will never dare to take your one million!"
"Master Hu! You...what do you mean? I can't understand!" Lin Qingsheng was stunned and asked in confusion.
At this time, Zhao Tianhu retorted and cursed angrily: "Do you know how much the bounty of Brother Fan's head is worth?"
Lin Qingsheng was stunned and asked in surprise: "How many?"
Zhao Tianhu stretched out his palm, spread his five fingers, and cursed angrily: "50 billion!"
"What? 50 billion? Master Hu! You... aren't you kidding? He is just a garbage security guard. How can his head be so valuable?"
Suddenly, Lin Qingsheng was so scared that he exclaimed on the spot.
He thought Zhao Tianhu was joking!
But the next second, Zhao Tianhu punched him directly and cursed fiercely: "Who has time to joke with you! Eat shit!"
"Ouch--"
Lin Qingsheng, who was punched, screamed and curled up on the ground, trembling in pain.
At this time, Ye Fan took out a pack of China from his pocket and lit a cigarette.
"call--"
He took a deep breath and slowly spit out the smoke.
Under the smoke, his face looked particularly cold and ruthless.
At this time, he looked down at Lin Qingsheng curled up on the ground, and his whole body was indescribable.
"Lin Qingsheng! The lesson of Maotai matching Lao Ganma! Do you think it's not profound enough? Why do you keep causing trouble for me again and again?"
Ye Fan asked coldly with a flash of chill in his eyes.
"Ye Fan! You... don't be too proud of yourself! In terms of seniority, I am your third uncle! You force me to drink Lao Ganma! If you know this, you will definitely be criticized by thousands of people.
!I've been gossiped about all my life!"
Lin Qingsheng gritted his teeth, and seemed to feel that Ye Fan didn't dare to do anything to him.
"Uncle San? From the moment you abandoned Ruobing, we have no relationship with your Lin family!" Ye Fan snorted coldly and retorted disdainfully.
Lin Qingsheng gritted his teeth and asked with a vigilant look: "Ye Fan! What do you want?"
"What do you want? Of course I'm giving you some color! So that you know I'm not easy to mess with!"
Ye Fan said playfully with a strange sneer on his lips.
As a result, his words scared Lin Qingsheng.
Lin Qingsheng was so scared that his face looked like a dirt, and he asked nervously and vigilantly: "Boy! What do you...what do you want to do? I am your third uncle!"
"What I want to do! You'll know soon!"
Ye Fan sneered disdainfully at the corner of his mouth, and then gave Zhao Tianhu an order.
"Zhao Tianhu! Cut off his tendons!"
"Abide by the order!"
Zhao Tianhu nodded quickly, and even felt that Ye Fan was just trying to break Lin Qingsheng's hands and bones, which made Lin Qingsheng the turtle calf.
As a result, Ye Fan's words were so scared that Lin Qingsheng was in a cold sweat on the spot.
"Ye Fan! Are you crazy? You cut off my hands, feet, muscles, and then...will I become a useless person in the future?"
Lin Qingsheng was so scared that he stopped him and asked with horror on his face.
"If I don't teach you a profound lesson, how do you know that you have made a mistake? It's even more impossible to teach a lesson!"
"Zhao Tianhu!"
"Go on!"
......
Ye Fan gave a cold command.
Zhao Tianhu nodded, then picked up the dagger and waved four swords as well.