Chapter five hundred and seventy fifth violent trio
Ye Fan's words made Panasonic Yangquan's face sink to the bottom of his face, and he suddenly took out a medical sheet.
"Mr. Ye, you really gave me face. You broke three of my son's ribs and suffered a severe concussion. If he hadn't been treated in time, the consequences would have been disastrous!"
"You won't die this way, you are really lucky." Ye Fan glanced at him and said in a cold tone.
"Bastard!" Matsushita Yangquan couldn't bear it any longer. He got angry and pulled out a knife from somewhere and thrust it into the coffee table.
The powerful force caused the wine bottles and glasses on the table to shake and fall to the ground.
Fortunately, there was carpet underneath and it wasn't torn.
Ye Fan shrugged indifferently. If Panasonic Yangquan dared to take action here, then he could kill the opponent directly in the name of legitimate defense and save a lot of trouble!
"This is because your son offended me first. If I didn't deal with him directly, I would already be giving face to Dongying Nightclub. At least he can continue the family lineage for you, right?
If you insist on asking for an explanation... Haha, get out! We Chinese people will never bow to the islanders!"
Ye Fan's voice was cold, but his stance was very firm.
The scar on Matsushita Yangquan's angry face became more and more ferocious, "Mr. Ye, do you know what you are talking about?"
"of course I know."
"Do you think you, a cake shop owner, dare to challenge our Japanese nightclub?" Matsushita Yangquan laughed angrily.
"There's no need to talk anymore, let's each rely on our own abilities." Ye Fan put out the cigarette in his hand, blew out a long puff of smoke, and spoke word by word.
Matsushita Yangquan was surprised and angry at the same time.
He didn't know where a small cake shop owner got the courage to challenge his authority!
Ye Fan snorted slightly, opened the door and got out of the car: "Let's go, no need to send it off!"
After saying that, he closed the car door and left in a big way.
"Brother Ye, are you okay?" Long Chun followed behind him and asked anxiously.
"It's a joke!"
Ye Fan chuckled and drove away with Long Chun.
On the way, Ye Fan took out his mobile phone and called Lei Jun and Yuan Yin. He only said, "It's not peaceful tonight. Let's come out to avenge Murong."
That night, a large number of people poured into Shanda Plaza, a dark place, holding various weapons in their hands.
They were so aggressive that they headed straight to Novan Restaurant.
However, just as they surrounded Nuofan, the door suddenly fell, and the blunt steel slammed to the ground, splashing a large layer of gray.
Without saying a word, a group of gangsters stepped forward and punched the soles of the feet at the door of Novan Restaurant. They whizzed at the top with the iron rods and machetes in their hands, shouting all kinds of greetings to the eighteen generations of their ancestors.
At this moment, a burst of red and blue car lights lit up at four or five nearby alley entrances, followed by sirens.
The hundreds of gangsters were immediately frightened and fled around as a reflex reflex.
Unfortunately, both roads were surrounded by police. Hundreds of armed police officers were ready to go. If anyone was dishonest, they would come forward with electric batons to greet them. They didn't even have a chance to defend themselves.
The gangsters had no choice but to surrender.
This situation is so rare that they did not expect that the other party would actually call the police.
Several smart gangsters took out their mobile phones and wanted to report to the boss. Unexpectedly, the police were surprisingly fast and confiscated all their belongings.
In fact, it’s not that the police have sharp eyesight. Only a blind man can’t see the flickering mobile phone screen on this dark street!
Hundreds of people were arrested in Japanese nightclubs, but no one released the news.
In an alley in the Xinkou business district, three black figures leaned against the wall and smoked.
Deep in the alley, there are still twenty or thirty black figures standing upright, like wooden stakes.
Yuan Yin put out the cigarette butt and fell asleep. He murmured impatiently: "Ye Fan, I've smoked a pack of cigarettes. When can I go out..."
Before he finished speaking, a message came from Ye Fan's cell phone. He opened it and suddenly stood up: "Brothers, it's time to appear!"
"Hey!" Yuan Yin and Lei Jun looked at each other, each picked up an iron rod,
Ye Fan waved his hand, and a group of people quickly rushed towards the Dongying Nightclub in Xinkou Business District.
The Japanese nightclub has a big event today and is not open to the public.
Ye Fan kicked open the door of Dongying Nightclub and saw one or two hundred islanders inside, ready to go.
"Kill them!"
Ye Fan picked up a cigarette and rushed in first.
Lei Jun and Yuan Yin were not frightened at all and screamed.
Twenty or thirty young men appeared behind them, holding swing sticks and guarding them.
The islanders came to their senses, shouted in island dialect, and surrounded Ye Fan and the others.
Ye Fan grinned and swung the iron rod in his hand with great force. In the blink of an eye, more than a dozen island gangsters were lying in a pool of blood.
The battle situation suddenly became tragic!
Ten minutes later, Ye Fan and the others rushed into the second floor.
The fighting power of the thirty or so people was so terrifying that the gangsters from the Japanese nightclub were no match at all. No matter how many there were, they would still be suppressed.
On the second floor, dozens of gangsters rushed over after hearing the sound and yelled, blocking Ye Fan and the others.
"Leave this place to me, Ye Fan, let's go."
Yuan Yin violently twisted his hand bones until they crackled. He had gone through several baptisms, and he was very accustomed to such bloody behavior.
He roared, picked up the steel pipe and rushed into the crowd. At Ye Fan's signal, a special reserve team quickly ran to his side to protect him.
Ye Fan went all the way unimpeded and soon broke away from the fighting circle and continued running upstairs.
"Ye Fan, the people at Panasonic Yangquan are too soft and can't stop us at all!" Lei Jun looked back, stretched and put his hands in his pockets, "Do you know which floor Panasonic Yangquan is on?"
"Top floor!" Ye Fan grinned, "Take away the lair of these island dogs and give Murong a bad breath!"
"Hey, this is good!" Lei Jun took the lead and ran upstairs.
Unexpectedly, dozens of young men suddenly rushed out from around the corner and rushed to the rescue downstairs. When they saw Ye Fan and others, they immediately rushed over with red eyes.
Lei Jun narrowed his eyes, "Holy crap, how many are there? Ye Fan, didn't you say that hundreds of people have been arrested in the Japanese nightclub?"
"Stop talking nonsense, do it first and then talk!"
Ye Fan sprinted suddenly, plunged into the crowd, and punched a Japanese nightclub member away, smashing the advancing team into pieces.
"Cool!" Lei Jun whistled.
"Get out of here!" Ye Fan shouted loudly, grabbed a young man's collar with one hand, twisted him around, easily snatched the steel rod from his hand, and slammed it on the man's leg.
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The crisp sound of bones breaking was accompanied by miserable howls, and another fire and bloodshed unfolded.
Lei Jun followed the same pattern and grabbed a mountain axe, and he chopped down people he saw.
The two of them stood back to back and fought their way out.
Although Ye Fan didn't take these guys seriously, he didn't dare to let Lei Jun's guys run around.
She carefully protected him along the way and pulled him back from the edge of life and death several times.
Ye Fan's body was covered with blood stains, but he had no injuries at all. He stood in front of Lei Jun like a god of death.
The further you rush upstairs, the more effective people there are in the Japanese nightclub.
When they arrived on the fifteenth floor, Ye Fan and the others encountered more than a hundred gangsters armed with machetes, all of them shouting fiercely.
As for Ye Fan and Lei Jun, there were only eight members of the special reserve team left.
After such a brutal battle, even a warrior could not withstand the physical exertion.
Ye Fan has a solid foundation and has nothing to do.
But Lei Jun's condition was much worse, with several bloody cuts on his thighs and arms.
"Lei Jun, can we still fight?" Ye Fan asked softly.
"I...cough cough cough." Lei Jun raised his trembling arm, "Yes!"
"Haha, don't be brave!" Ye Fan suddenly used his right hand and jumped into the crowd again.
Lei Jun watched Ye Fan's figure keep flying, "Fight!"
Then he took a deep breath and started slashing again.
Eight members of the special reserve team were afraid that something might happen to Lei Jun, so they stayed by his side to protect him.
Like a meat grinder, ten people rushed into the gangster group in the Japanese nightclub, and the scene was extremely bloody.
Ten minutes later, Yuan Yin and his men caught up, only to see injured island gangsters everywhere, wailing everywhere.
"Holy shit, so cruel?" Yuan Yin ran over yelling and slapped Lei Jun on the shoulder.
Lei Jun leaned against the wall weakly, grinning, "Old Yuan, you are going to die!"
"Can you still move?" Yuan Yin smiled heartlessly, "You are exhausted this time, right?"
"Fuck you." Lei Jun raised his foot to kick him, but his foot slipped and he fell to the ground, unable to stand up again.
"Lei Jun, take a rest here." Ye Fan turned to look at Yuan Yin, "Follow me!"
Yuan Yin grinned, "Okay!"
Matsushita Yangquan, whose face was ashen and his eyes were red, was waiting for the battle report in the president's office of the Japanese nightclub.
Two strong men stood beside him, each holding a harpoon in their hands.
One of them held a pistol and put it against his head.
"Who...are you?" Matsushita Yangquan asked in a deep voice.
"In our Chinese territory, you provoke our Chinese brothers, and you don't know who we are?" A strong man spat, "Did I think you were so awesome? I didn't expect you are just a soft-footed shrimp."
He rolled his eyes in disgust, turned to the sinister middle-aged man next to him and smiled: "Brother, Brother Ye asked us to come in through the back door. He led his people to the front to fight bloody battles. Doesn't he regard us as his own?"
"We have different identities from Brother Ye. If we join the battle, the nature of this operation will change." The middle-aged Yin Prey shook his head.
"Are you all Ye Fan's people?" Matsushita Yangquan gritted his teeth, unwilling to give up.
"Island Dogs, we are Ye Fan's brothers." The strong man yelled, "Although there are many people here, you can't stop Brother Ye. Don't worry, he will bring people up soon."
"I don't believe it!" Matsushita Yangquan gritted his teeth, "I launched nearly two thousand subordinates today, and it's impossible for Ye Fan alone to attack them!"
"Really?" The sinister middle-aged man smiled coldly, "Then tell me how we brothers got here?"
Matsushita Yangquan didn't expect that the opponent would attack his home base so quickly, but he dared not say anything now because the opponent's gun was pointed at his head!
It had been years since he had a gun pointed at his head.
That sinister middle-aged man gave him the feeling that he was like a deadly poisonous snake that could kill him at any moment.