Lin Xuanyu was very playful and patted Long Chun on the shoulder in an old-fashioned way: "Haha, if things don't go well in the future, photography is also a way out."
As he spoke, he opened a bottle of wine, turned to Mark and said, "Would you like to take a photo of the explosion?"
Upon hearing this, Fujima Nagao, who had been tortured to a state of disgrace for a long time, was furious and rushed towards Lin Xuanyu: "Shi Ke cannot be killed, I will fight with you!"
He only took one step before he was kicked over by Ye Fan, who then grabbed his hair and lifted him up.
An empty bottle of ordinary wine was poured and stuffed directly into Fujima Nagao's mouth. Two front teeth were immediately knocked out, and then it went straight into the depths of his throat.
Fujima Nagao smelled the disgusting smell of blood and alcohol, and his breathing suddenly became heavy.
The feeling of suffocation made him fear that his life would come to an end.
Suddenly, Fujima Nagao was so frightened that his blood circulation almost stopped.
"Fujima Nagao, listen carefully, there is always a debtor, and Dong Yuejun is my woman. I'm just telling you, call her immediately and let her go, otherwise you will have no choice but to say goodbye to this world."
Ye Fan's laughter sounded in his ears like a devil.
Fujima Nagao finally understood why he came. Seeing that the other party had murderous intentions, he wanted to beg for mercy and tell the reason why he kidnapped the woman. However, the bottle was blocked in his mouth and his tongue was pressed, and he could not say a word.
He came out with regret and fear in his eyes.
Ye Fan chuckled and said: "Those who dare to resist me have been wiped out in this world, but those who are willing to lick my ass and become a dog are still alive and well. Which one are you willing to do?"
Facing the huge death threat and Ye Fan's extremely oppressive eyes, which seemed to pierce the depths of his soul, Fujima Nagao was about to collapse.
What he wanted to do was to be a temporary dog to escape this disaster, and it would not be too late to seek revenge later.
He wanted to shake his head, but his hair was tightly wrapped in Ye Fan's hand and he couldn't move. His scalp seemed to be peeled off. He could only blink desperately, hoping that the two of them had the same mind and that Ye Fan could understand what he meant by surrender.
.
"Don't you want to talk? You would rather die proudly than live despicably, right? Well, grandpa will send you on your way."
A voice deep in Fujima Nagao's heart screamed crazily: "No!"
The love of his parents, his wife's charm, and his son's mischief all flashed through his mind.
The fight with a classmate over a piece of eraser when I was in elementary school, the excitement of writing a love letter to a girl for the first time when I was in high school, the first experience of my last name, the false scream of that young lady, passing through my mind like a movie,
Incomparably clear, it finally flickered and turned blank.
It's a pity that Ye Fan failed to establish a spiritual dialogue with him, and immediately stabbed the wine bottle into his trachea.
"Pfft!"
Fujima Nagao rolled his eyelids and fainted.
Lin Xuanyu sighed, "This guy is so timid, I haven't had enough fun yet!"
"You guys haven't had enough yet? Humph, you have 99% of the credit for being able to scare him like this."
Ye Fan pulled the bottle out of Fujima Nagao's mouth, then took a bottle of wine and poured it on Fujima Nagao's head.
Fujima Nagao shuddered and suddenly woke up.
"Is this... hell?" Fujima Nagao saw the scenery of this hell, which was like his own Dongxing Pavilion, and he was immediately relieved, "The Lord of Hell is really generous and gave me such good living conditions!
"
"I'm sorry, you can't meet the Lord of Hell yet. If you admire him so much, I can arrange for you to meet him now!"
Before Fujima Nagao could calm down, a huge wine bottle was placed in front of him again.
"Gudong!" Fujima Nagao's heart went cold, his face suddenly turned blue, and he shouted with runny nose and tears.
"Mr. Ye, I know I was wrong. It was not me who kidnapped those two people, it was my son's idea!"
"Oh, that's it!" Ye Fan nodded, "Where is that girl now?"
"In...the abandoned factory building on Huangpu Road, there is no one around there! My son is in the hospital now, and he said he will go there after bandaging his wound!" Fujima Nagao had no intention of hiding anything.
Ye Fan said to Lin Xuanyu who continued to rob at the wine cabinet: "Okay, you have eaten and taken, do you still have the demeanor of a member of a big family?"
"Ah?" Lin Xuanyu was stunned and stuffed two bottles of wine into his pocket, "I think so, shall we leave?"
"Nonsense, do you want to stay for the New Year?" Ye Fan smiled coldly.
Fujima Nagao told him everything, and Ye Fan asked him to put on his clothes.
Long Chun came over from the side and tremblingly took out a document from his arms.
Ye Fan frowned, "Long Chun, what else do you want to do?"
"Mr. Ye, I have something that I would like to cooperate with President Tengzhen..." Long Chun did not dare to say anything.
"How do you say it?" Ye Fan slipped Fujima Nagayu to the front, "Long Chun, is this your own private work, or is it an arrangement of the Li family?"
"Private work." Long Chun chuckled.
Ye Fan waved his hand, "Okay, then you two can talk. I'm here. If you have any requests, just ask."
"yes."
Long Chun said to Fujima Nagao: "Brother Fujima, now that we have finished talking about Mr. Ye's matters, let's talk about our matters!
The transfer fee for your piece of land in the North District is too high. I can only pay 100 million at most. Do you think you have signed this document?"
Ye Fan put his hands behind his back: "Why do you want 100 million to kill pigs, right?"
"Mr. Ye, actually I am also an intermediary." Long Chun smiled and whispered in Ye Fan's ear, "My friend is willing to pay 120 million for the transfer fee. I fell in love with a car some time ago and want to get together.
Price."
"How much short do you have?" Ye Fan raised his eyebrows.
Long Chun returned: "There is still more than eight million left."
"Long Chun, is this all you've got?" Ye Fan took the pen from Long Chun's hand, and then crossed out four zeros from the price.
"You helped me a lot today, and that's all I mean!"
When Long Chun saw that one hundred million yuan had been changed into ten thousand yuan by Ye Fan, he immediately couldn't laugh or cry.
When Fujima Nagao saw the price, he was dumbfounded, "Mr. Ye...you...don't you want my life? If the boss finds out, I will be in big trouble!"
"Fujima Nagao, if I spare your life, it is equivalent to giving you a life. This little money will be considered as your repayment to me. Okay, you can sign and then clearly write down the transfer of 10,000 yuan, otherwise
I can’t guarantee whether you can make it out alive!”
"I write, I write!"
In Fujima Nagao's heart, he almost hated his son to the core.
Those two people have such awesome friends. You didn't even find out. How do you deal with this Lord of Hell just for a private dining room? Let's see how you are going to explain it to your family!
Fujima Nagao felt extremely regretful. Not only did he lose face, he also lost 100 million. This time he lost a lot!
After signing the contract, Fujima Nagao dared not speak out in anger.
Not to mention Ye Fan alone, his bodyguard is a master five times the limit, and he can't even walk in front of him.
"White paper is black, Brother Tengzhen, thank you very much!" Long Chun was overjoyed, and then looked at Ye Fan with tears of gratitude, "Mr. Ye, thank you very much..."
"It's okay!" Ye Fan smiled faintly, turned to Fujima Nagao and said: "Fujima Nagao, please call the people who helped my friend and ask them to let my friend go."
Fujima Nagao felt Ye Fan's sharp and cold eyes, and without saying a word, he quickly dialed the phone.
However, half a minute later, Fujima Nagao's face turned pale and he looked at Ye Fan tremblingly.
"Mr. Ye..., my son's personal bodyguards are watching over there. My younger brother said that they... they couldn't let that person... open the door..."
"If that's the case, then I'll go there myself!
Fujima Nagao, remember, you are not allowed to tell anyone what happened today, otherwise I will make these photos public and completely disqualify you as a human being in the Sea Wing Group!"
Ye Fan raised his eyebrows, then hurriedly stood up and ran out the door.
Suddenly, he turned around and punched Fujima Nagao on the head, knocking him unconscious.
The younger brothers of Fujima Nagao outside the corridor saw a stranger like Ye Fan running out of the office and wanted to step forward to intercept them, but when they saw that there was Long Chun and a man carrying a large package following behind
, and suddenly didn’t dare to speak out.
Seeing how impatient they are, it's obvious that something big has happened. It's better for me to stay out of the affairs of those high-ranking people.
Therefore, these boys not only did not intercept, but also helped Ye Fan and others open the elevator.
The three of them walked into the elevator and headed straight down to the first floor. Wherever they passed, the boys did not dare to stop them and allowed them to get out safely.
Ye Fan, Long Chun and others came downstairs, and Lin Xuanyu quickly drove over.
However, Ye Fan did not go up. Instead, he snatched a motorcycle from a passerby and threw the more than 10,000 yuan that he had previously robbed the sixth-level management to the other person, "I bought your car!"
The man was furious at first, but when he opened the package, he saw a large stack of hundred-dollar bills. He was so grateful that he quickly ran away without saying a word, for fear that Ye Fan would regret it.
Ye Fan pedaled his motorcycle and whispered to Lin Xuanyu, "Go back first and tell your grandfather about the Foreign Enterprises Association. If there is any trouble, ask him to contact the Binhai martial arts people to put pressure on the Foreign Enterprises Association!"
"Brother Ye, what about you?" Lin Xuanyu was worried that Ye Fan would go to Huangpu Road alone to save people.
"I'll come as soon as I go!" Ye Fan said haha and started the motorcycle.
After a "rumbling" sound, Ye Fan disappeared at the end of the street.
In the abandoned factory, Dong Yuejun was tied up and sitting on a dilapidated wooden chair.
Her expression was very frightened, her clothes were in a mess, and her snow-white skin was exposed, exuding a red sheen of humiliation.
The dilapidated wooden chair creaked as she struggled, as if it might collapse at any time.
Lin Xuanyi was tied up like a rice dumpling and passed out in the corner of the factory.
In front of Dong Yuejun, a short young man Jie Jie sneered. Behind him, stood a gentle young man.
The young man crossed his arms and looked at Dong Yuejun indifferently, with a playful smile on his face.