As the saying goes: If you don’t seek death, you won’t die!
If Lin Hu honestly admitted his mistake, maybe Ye Fan would let him die a little more happily. But what happened? Not only did he not admit his mistake, he even shouted that he was not convinced.
Ye Fan would never be merciful when dealing with such tough-talking people.
If you can’t beat the opponent with one punch, then punch him again! If you still can’t beat him after one more punch, then... keep punching!
So, as Ye Fan spoke, he increased the strength of his fists, and only stopped after punching dozens of times.
At this moment, Lin Hu had already fainted and was unconscious.
"Fuck! Brother Fan is awesome! Brother Fan is so powerful and domineering!"
The gangsters who were watching said excitedly, with expressions of admiration on their faces, especially Hei Zaichao, who felt so happy.
You know, he had been tortured and interrogated before, and the culprit was Lin Hu.
Now that he sees Lin Hu being dealt with by Ye Fan like this, can he feel unhappy?
At this moment, their admiration for Mark reached a crazy level.
Because he knew that if Ye Fan hadn't helped out, he wouldn't have been able to do anything to Lin Hu. After all, the other party was the number one master of the Lin family in the capital, and he was just a local gangster, and his strength was not enough in the capital.
Maybe Ye Fan did him a big favor, so Hei Zaichao quickly ordered Chen Long, "Chen Long, why are you standing still? Hurry up and light Brother Fan's cigarette for me? Hurry up!"
"Oh! Okay...okay!"
At this time, Chen Long calmed down, then he handed over the cigarette respectfully, nodded and bowed to please: "Come on, come on! Brother Fan, you have worked hard just now, come on! Have a Huazi!"
Ye Fan took the cigarette and lit it, took a deep breath, then exhaled the thick smoke, narrowed his eyes and said, "Well, you are quite sensible."
"Brother Fan, thank you!"
Chen Long touched his nose in embarrassment and said with a smile.
At this time, Hei Zaichao, who was sitting in a wheelchair, asked with confusion: "By the way, Brother Fan! How did Lin Hu deal with it? Did he use corpse powder again?"
"Of course! Turn into corpse powder, kill people and steal goods, you must have good medicine!"
Ye Fan took a long puff of cigarette, then took a few puffs, then sprayed out a string of strong smoke, and said coldly, "But before that, I want to make Lin Hu's death clear, so as not to make his death unclear."
Not white!"
"Here comes someone! Wake him up!"
As a result, as soon as Ye Fan gave the order, a gangster brought a bucket of cold water and poured it directly on Lin Hu.
Suddenly, Lin Hu's whole body started to tremble and he woke up.
Lin Hu opened his blurred eyes and looked around. When he saw Ye Fan and others staring at him, he was trembling with fear, not at all as majestic as before.
"Brother Fan... have mercy on me, Brother Fan! I'm convinced! I'm completely convinced... Please, don't hit me again... If you keep hitting me...
.....I was beaten to death by you..."
Lin Hu was terrified, trembling all over, crying for his father and mother, he was really scared.
Because Ye Fan really had no scruples when he started, just beating him to death. Fortunately, he had been injected with muscle strengtheners before, so his body's ability to withstand beatings was pretty good. If he were an ordinary person, he would probably have died by now.
Already.
Although Lin Hu could only bully ordinary people like Hei Zaichao, he still couldn't help but be afraid when he met a master like Ye Fan. After all, Ye Fan's fists and kicks were too powerful, and he would be beaten like this again.
, even if you don’t die, you will be skinned.
Ye Fan smiled indifferently and said: "Haha, Lin Hu, Lin Hu, aren't you the number one master of the Lin family? I just beat you up, and you are so cowardly?"
Lin Hu looked embarrassed, and then said in a very aggrieved tone: "Brother Fan, I...I was just joking, I was just pretending to be cool in front of outsiders and trying to put money on my face.
But in front of you, how can I dare to be serious with you? All bullshit masters are all lies!"