"Brother Tianhong, please don't hit me anymore. I... I spent hundreds of thousands of dollars on my face to have plastic surgery. If you beat me up, I will lose my life if I lose it.
... Woo woo!!"
Liu Yuhe cried and looked pitiful.
But He Tianhong still had no intention of letting Liu Yuhe go, and continued to slap Liu Yuhe in the face several times.
"ah!!"
"Brother Tianhong, please don't slap! My face...oh, no!"
At this time, Liu Yuhe screamed in pain.
Not long after, Liu Yuhe's face was beaten high and swollen, the corners of her mouth were bleeding, and she lay on the ground dyingly.
Apparently he had fallen into a coma!
After packing up Liu Yuhe, He Tianhong climbed to Ye Fan like a pug and asked flatteringly: "Ye Fan... Oh Brother Bufan! I was really sorry just now! I was so angry just now, I
You shouldn’t be rude to you, and you shouldn’t offend you. I hope Brother Fan doesn’t mind! I’ll apologize to you, okay?”
He Tianhong folded his hands together. Judging from his appearance, how could he have the previous majesty?
"Bang!"
At this time, Ye Fan did not respond directly to his words, but reignited a cigarette.
Then, he spat out a mouthful of smoke and said lightly: "He Tianhong! You are just apologizing to me now, is it too late?"
"No...not late! Not late at all!" He Tianhong said hurriedly shook his head and bowed.
Ye Fan glanced at He Tianhong lightly and said, "He Tianhong! You don't have to please me so hard! You are already an adult, so you should be responsible for your words and deeds! Now I want to destroy one of your arms! Do you have
Opinion?"
"What? I'll destroy one of my arms?"
He Tianhong was shocked and frightened, with a look of horror on his face and said, "No...No, Brother Fan! I was so blind that I offended you just now. I apologized to you! I really knew I was wrong, I
I will never dare to do it again! You have a lot, so forgive me!!"
He Tianhong looked panicked, so scared that he almost wet his pants.
Although He Tianhong is indeed a bit arrogant and domineering, after learning about Ye Fan's true identity, He Tianhong's heart was filled with fear.
"Haha! It seems you have an objection. Since that's the case, let's slap your arms!" Ye Fan said with a smile, his tone filled with cold murderous aura, which scared He Tianhong to tremble all over.
"No, no! Brother Fan, please! Can you read a classmate? Forgive me once... Brother Fan!" He Tianhong begged bitterly.
If I lose both arms, wouldn’t I become a useless person?
When He Guobin, who was standing beside him, he sternly said, "Boy!! Mr. Ye just sacked your arms. You are already in a misfortune!! What else do you want?"
You know, Ye Fan can bankrupt the Zhou group with just one phone call, and can mobilize the men of the Rockefell family in one sentence. Such a terrifying man, let alone destroy He Tianhong's arms, even if he killed He Tianhong, he himself
I dare not have any comments.
So, now Ye Fan has just sacked his son’s arms, which is a great gift.
He Tianhong said with a frustrated look on his face: "Dad, but my arms are ruined. Wouldn't I become a ruined person?"
He Guobin looked as if he was disappointed and blamed him, "Do you want to be a useless person or a dead person?"
"I?"
Suddenly, He Tianhong was so scared that he was as cold as a cicada and lost his voice.
Although the arms are ruined, there is no difference between them and those who are disabled, in comparison, the dead are even more terrifying!
In desperation, He Tianhong had to compromise.
He asked nervously, "Brother Fan, is it...you are you willing to let me go as long as I lose both arms?"