"Dream! If you have sex, you will make me beat me to death! If I frown, I will be your grandson!" Fake Zisha shouted gritted his teeth, with a very firm attitude.
"Haha! Is that right?"
At this moment, Ye Fan's mouth curled up slightly, showing a sarcastic sneer. Then, he took out a silver needle from his body, and looked as if he wanted to acupuncture the fake Zisha.
As the saying goes: Once you are bitten by a snake, you will be afraid of a rope for ten years!
Before, Ye Fan first used a silver needle to seal his acupoints, and later used a silver needle to seal his dumb acupoints. Therefore, when Fake Zisha saw the silver needle, he felt a sense of chill.
So, Fake Zisha asked nervously: "Ye Fan, what do you want to do to me? If you have the affair, you stab me to death with a knife. If you keep holding a silver needle, what kind of hero are you?"
At this time, Ye Fan smiled coldly and said lightly: "Hehe, didn't you just say that you were very stubborn? What's wrong? Do you know you're scared now?"
"I'm not afraid, but I have to figure out what you want to do?" Zisha, a fake, retorted on the spot and cursed.
"Haha, you'll find out soon!"
Finished!
Ye Fan quickly took action and stabbed several acupoints on Fake Zisha's body with a silver needle.
Well?
The fake Zisha was stunned. He was stabbed by a silver needle just now and felt like he was bitten by an ant. Apart from that, he had no other feelings.
At this time, the fake Zisha realized that he had been teased by Ye Fan, so he scolded angrily: "Ye Fan, are you burning newspapers at the grave and fooling around? What tricks are you playing with this acupuncture?
Are you scaring me?"
Ye Fan shook his head and said lightly: "Scar you? Haha! You are wrong. I have increased the pain on you ten times!"
"What pain has increased ten times? Don't fool people here! I'm not a three-year-old child, I won't be fooled by you!" The fake Zisha said viciously, with a fierce light in his eyes, as if he wanted to eat it.
Ye Fan is the same.
"Don't believe it, right? It's okay! You'll believe it soon!"
Ye Fan grinned, then ordered the Longmen agent beside him, and said lightly: "Come here! Keep sucking him!"
"Yes! Boss!"
A bald agent immediately responded, then raised his whip again, ready to beat the fake Zisha.
"It's useless! Ye Fan! No matter how much your subordinates whip me, I will never succumb to the whip. If I screamed and hurt, my mother would take your surname!"
The fake Zisha shouted loudly, showing a look of rather than surrendering. His face was even extremely red, and his forehead was thunderous, which looked extremely terrifying.
"Haha! I hope you will be arrogant and arrogant later!" Ye Fan said meaningfully.
After saying that, he and the bald agent winked.
Soon, the agent picked up the whip and slapped it hard at the fake Zisha.
"Bang!"
As soon as he whipped down, a crisp sound was made, and the whip beat the fake Zisha, and the fake Zisha made a miserable wail.
"ah!"
The fake Zisha's face was twisted instantly, and the severe pain made him unable to bear it and he couldn't help but scream.
"hiss--"
Fake Zisha took a deep breath in pain, and his forehead was covered with beads of sweat the size of beans.
"No...Impossible! Why is the whip just now okay? Why is it so painful now?"