"Brother Tianhong, please, don't beat me any more. I...I spent hundreds of thousands on plastic surgery for my face. If you beat me to pieces, I'll be in trouble."
Oh...woooo!!"
Liu Yuhe cried, looking pitiful.
But He Tianhong still had no intention of letting Liu Yuhe go, and continued to slap Liu Yuhe's face several times.
"ah!!"
"Brother Tianhong, please stop hitting me! My face...oh, no!"
At this time, Liu Yuhe screamed in pain.
Not long after, Liu Yuhe's face was swollen from the beating, and the corners of his mouth were bleeding. He lay dying on the ground.
Apparently he has passed out!
After taking care of Liu Yuhe, He Tianhong crawled to Ye Fan like a pug and asked flatteringly: "Ye Fan...oh Brother Bufan! I'm so sorry just now! I was really confused just now, I
I shouldn't be rude to you, let alone offend you. I hope Brother Fan doesn't mind! I'll apologize to you, okay?"
He Tianhong clasped his hands together. Looking at his appearance, how could he be any less majestic than before?
"Snapped!"
At this time, Ye Fan did not respond directly to his words, but relit a cigarette.
Then, he blew out a puff of smoke and said calmly: "He Tianhong! Are you apologizing to me now? Isn't it too late?"
"No...it's not too late! It's not too late at all!" He Tianhong hurriedly shook his head and bowed.
Ye Fan glanced at He Tianhong indifferently and said: "He Tianhong! You don't have to try so hard to please me! You are already an adult, so you should be responsible for your words and deeds! Now I am going to cripple one of your arms! Do you have any?
Opinion?"
"What? Lose my arm?"
He Tianhong was suddenly taken aback, scared out of his wits, and said with a horrified expression, "No... no, Brother Fan! I was blind and offended you just now, and I apologize to you! I really know that I was wrong.
I will never dare to do it again! You sir have a lot of money, please forgive me!!"
He Tianhong looked so panicked that he almost peed his pants.
Although He Tianhong was indeed a bit arrogant and arrogant, after learning Ye Fan's true identity, He Tianhong was filled with fear deep in his heart.
"Haha! It seems that you have an opinion. In that case, let's get rid of both of your arms!" Ye Fan said with a smile, his tone full of murderous intent, which made He Tianhong tremble all over.
"No, no, no! Brother Fan, please! Can you please say goodbye to my classmates and forgive me for once...Brother Fan!" He Tianhong begged.
If I lose my two arms, wouldn't I become a useless person?
When He Guobin saw this, he said sternly: "You bastard! Mr. Ye only lost two of your arms. You are already lucky among misfortunes! What else do you want?"
You know, Ye Fan can bankrupt the Zhou Group with just one phone call, and mobilize the men of the Rockfield family with just one sentence. For such a terrifying man, let alone destroying both of He Tianhong's arms, even if he kills He Tianhong, he himself
I dare not have any opinions.
Therefore, now Ye Fan has only lost two of his son's arms, which is already a great gift.
He Tianhong said with an aggrieved look on his face: "Dad, but my two arms are useless, don't I become a disabled person?"
He Guobin looked like he hated iron and said, "Then do you want to be a useless person or a dead person?"
"I?"
Suddenly, He Tianhong was so frightened that he became speechless.
Although the arm is useless, it is no different from a disabled person, but in comparison, the dead person is more terrifying!
In desperation, He Tianhong had to compromise.
He asked nervously: "Brother Fan, is...are you willing to let me go as long as I lose both arms?"
Ye Fan nodded and said: "Yes!! That's right!" This chapter has been completed!