At this time, the person who answered the phone was none other than Long Wu.
"Long Wu, I just received news that Zisha is lurking in the capital. I want you to investigate his traces immediately." Ye Fan said in a deep voice.
"Yes! I know what to do."
Long Wu nodded and responded seriously.
"As soon as you have news, call me immediately!" Ye Fan ordered.
"Understood!" Long Wu replied.
After hanging up the phone, Ye Fan stood under the street light, lit a cigarette, and took a few puffs quietly.
Under the smoke, his expression became extremely cold and ferocious, as if he was a devil coming out of hell, which was terrifying.
"Zisha? Haha, you'd better not be found by me, otherwise you will die without a burial place!" Ye Fan clenched his fists, his eyes were cold, and he said in a cold tone.
...
At the same time, on the other side!
In a high-end villa area in the capital, an old man wearing a black robe was sitting there with a livid face, his eyes filled with murderous intent.
This old man is none other than the last boss of Seven Color Hell...Zisha!
In front of him, kneeling were a group of trembling men. Each of these men's faces were pale and bloodless, and their whole bodies were trembling.
Because they knew Zisha was going to be furious.
Sure enough, Zi Shaqi's cheeks were distorted, and he roared and cursed loudly, "Trash! You are just a bunch of trash! You are the same trash as Lin Wudao!"
These subordinates were trembling with fear, but they did not dare to say a word.
Seeing that his subordinates were so frightened that they dared not even let go of a fart, Zisha became even more angry.
If these subordinates had acted more responsibly and summed up their failure experiences, he might not have been so angry, but these subordinates were all wilted like eggplants beaten by frost, and everyone was almost like a loser.
The more this happened, the more angry Zisha became.
I saw him kicking over a tea table and saying angrily: "Are you dumb? Why are you acting like quails? Speak to me!"
These subordinates were kicked over the tea table by Zisha, and they were all so scared that they were as silent as cicadas, fearing that Chi Yu would be harmed!
But although they were afraid, they still raised their heads bravely, looked at Zisha with courage and said: "Master... please calm down! Although Lin Wudao is dead,... but
There are still many forces in the capital that can be used. Besides, if Ye Fan stabs his head and causes trouble wherever he goes, something will happen to him sooner or later!"
"Yeah!"
"The capital is a place of crouching tigers, hidden dragons, and he will never be tolerated to continue to act recklessly!"
"That's right! If he is such a scourge, someone must take care of him for us!"
...
The other subordinates responded one after another, as if they were afraid that if they were not careful, Zisha would be angered.
As for Zisha, who was still angry just now, when he heard what his subordinates said, he felt that things were about to turn around. After all, the capital was a place where crouching tigers, hidden dragons, and he didn't believe that a weak woman like Lin Ruobing could still run rampant in the capital, let alone him.
I believe Ye Fan can cover the sky with one hand in Beijing.
At this time, Zisha's face softened a little, and he was not as angry as before. He stared at the group of men in front of him and said: "You said that Ye Fan will provoke new enemies. Which big shot or family in the capital is most likely to
Deal with him?"
As soon as Zisha finished speaking, he fell into a long silence.
After a long time, one of his subordinates said: "If you want to return to the master, I think the most likely candidate is the Wang family!"