Tonight, the moon is dark and the wind is high at the pier, giving it a strange atmosphere of a murderous night.
At this time, in an inconspicuous corner, a group of burly men were standing. They were holding whips and beating a stiff man crazily.
I saw that there was no rope on this man, but his body could not move. The whip was whipping wildly, and he could only make a sound of "Uh-huh" in his mouth. His eyes were bloodshot, and he looked particularly ferocious.
And this man is none other than the fake Zisha who was caught by Ye Fan before.
"Uh huh?"
The fake Zisha's eyes widened and he kept making nasal noises, as if he was protesting something.
"Snapped!"
Another heavy whip hit his back, causing him to scream in pain.
"Well!"
The fake Zisha gritted his teeth and made a heavy nasal noise, but it was of no use. The group of strong men still waved their arms and beat the fake Zisha again and again.
Just like a blunt knife cutting flesh, the fake Zisha's skin was quickly damaged, and the bright red blood stained his entire back. However, these strong men did not stop whipping, but continued to beat each other.
However, at this moment, a Ferrari sports car appeared on the scene.
After a while, a young man stepped out of the car. He was an ordinary-looking young man, wearing simple clothes and thin body. Only his eyes shone with coldness and coldness.
There was a cigarette in his mouth. Under the smoke, his expression became extremely cold and ferocious, as if he was a devil coming out of hell. It was heart-stopping!
This person is none other than Ye Fan!
"Boss!"
When the Longmen agents saw Ye Fan coming, they stopped beating him and then greeted Ye Fan respectfully.
"Um!"
Ye Fan nodded, then looked at the fake Zisha with his skin and flesh bruised, blew out a smoke ring from his mouth, and said calmly: "Brother, how does it feel to be whipped?"
Hearing Ye Fan's words, the fake Zisha's pupils shrank sharply, and his eyes were filled with anger.
"Uh huh"
The fake Zi Sha was so angry that he looked as ugly as pig liver, and his nose made a nasal sound. Looking at his excited look, he seemed to want to scold Ye Fan to death.
"Haha! I forgot that I sealed your mute acupuncture point, so you can't speak! But it's okay, I will untie the acupoint for you now."
Finished!
Ye Fan once again used a silver needle to prick the acupuncture point on the throat of the fake Zisha.
Soon, the fake Zisha's dumb hole was unlocked.
"Huh? Your mother...eh? I...can I talk?"
The fake Zisha was stunned for a moment, then showed an excited look.
Immediately afterwards, the fake Zisha angrily yelled at Ye Fan: "Ye Fan! Do you think that if you ask someone to beat me, I will betray the organization? You are wrong! I am loyal to Lord Zisha and regard my life as my own.
Shit! In my eyes, justice is the most important thing! You want to ask me to betray the organization? Just dream!"
"hehe!"
At this time, Ye Fan flicked the cigarette ashes and said calmly: "The morality of the Jianghu? Haha! The real morality of the Jianghu is not just talk! Before I really do anything cruel, if you tell Zisha honestly
Whereabouts, I might let you die a more comfortable death!"