Facing the irritation of Jiang Weiming's words, Ye Fan's expression looked very calm and calm, as if he turned a deaf ear to Jiang Weiming's words.
At this time, a playful sneer appeared at the corner of Ye Fan's mouth, and he said lightly: "Mr. Jiang, I said I won't let you die so easily!"
Jiang Weiming was so angry that he retorted and cursed: "I advise you to kill me quickly. I am not afraid of death. Even if I die, I will never let you go!"
Hearing Jiang Weiming's extremely arrogant words, Ye Fan's sneer grew thicker, "Haha, I know you are not afraid of death, but are you afraid that life would be worse than death?"
"Life is worse than death?"
Jiang Weiming was stunned for a moment, then responded with a look of disdain on his face, "Ye Fan! I'm not even afraid of death, so what else would I be afraid of?"
At this time, Ye Fan shook his head and said calmly: "Mr. Jiang! Death is a momentary thing, but life is worse than death, but it is continuous torture! Not only the body, but also the spirit, if you have a strong willpower and
Okay, but if your willpower is weak and you can't bear the pain, you will be tortured to the point of death, and eventually you will be tortured to death!"
Jiang Weiming responded with disdain: "Ye Fan! I have a steel-like willpower. I would rather endure the pain of being cut into pieces than scream in pain!"
"Really? Then I would like to see if Mr. Jiang's willpower is so strong!"
Ye Fan smiled faintly, and then took out a red pill from his body.
After seeing the red pill, Jiang Weiming's expression froze instantly. He frowned and asked warily: "Ye Fan, what do you want to do? Is this poison?"
Seeing Jiang Weiming's frightened look, Ye Fan had a cold smile on his lips, and then teased rather playfully: "Mr. Jiang, aren't you even afraid of death? Even if he is poison, you can't do this.
nervous?"
Beads of sweat appeared on Jiang Weiming's forehead, and then he pretended to be calm and said: "I'm not afraid! But I must at least understand what I'm eating?"
At this time, Ye Fan smiled playfully, and then said lightly: "You will know after eating it!"
Finished!
Ye Fan then stuffed the pill into Jiang Weiming's mouth.
"Gulu!"
After the pill entered the mouth, he swallowed it down his throat.
"Ahem...ahem!"
After swallowing, Jiang Weiming coughed quickly, as if he wanted to cough out the poison.
but!
No matter how violently Jiang Weiming coughed, he still didn't cough up any poison. Instead, Jiang Weiming choked with tears and runny nose.
At this time, Jiang Boan on the side saw this and quickly asked: "Ye Fan, what kind of poison did you give my dad to take? Tell me quickly!"
"Snapped!"
I saw that Ye Fan did not directly respond to his words, but leisurely lit a cigarette, and then puffed out a circle of smoke.
After Jiang Bo'an saw this, he was so angry that he shouted at Ye Fan: "Ye! I'm talking to you, are you deaf? You talk!"
A playful sneer appeared at the corner of Ye Fan's mouth, and then he said jokingly: "Young Master Jiang, what is your name? No dog is as impatient as you!"
"you!!"
Jiang Boan was so angry that he was shaking all over and his face turned red.
Ye Fan continued to smoke cigarettes leisurely, as if watching a monkey show.
At this time, Jiang Weiming's medicine seemed to be taking effect. He was trembling in pain, letting out a heart-rending scream, and curled up in a ball.
At this time, Jiang Boan saw this and asked nervously and worriedly: "Dad, what's wrong? What's wrong with you? Don't scare me! Tell me quickly! What's wrong with you!!"