"Damn it! If you have sex, kill me. If I blink my eyes, I will not deserve to be a man!" The fake Zisha said provocatively.
He seemed to want to use provocation to deal with Ye Fan and let Ye Fan kill him.
But how could he hide his aggressiveness from Ye Fan?
Ye Fan sneered and said, "Haha! Are you using the provocation method? Haha! This trick is useless to me! Because I didn't use it a few years ago!"
"you?"
This fake Zi Yao was so angry that he couldn't speak, because he thought Ye Fan would be fooled, but what he never expected was that Ye Fan was so cunning that he could not even deal with him with the provocation method.
But this fake Zisha saw that the attack method was not possible, so he could only think of other ways.
I saw his mind running rapidly, thinking about solutions.
But at this moment, a light came to his mind and a plan came to his mind.
Since Ye Fan did not kill him, he would shout loudly to alarm the hospital. Ye Fan was afraid that things would make a big deal, so he would stop the loss in time and kill him.
So, the fake Zisha didn't do it all the time, and he suddenly opened his mouth wide and tried to scream out loud, and then wanted to attract the attention of others, but Ye Fan had already seen through his plan and took action quickly.
"save......"
The fake Zisha just shouted the first word and suddenly stopped abruptly. His throat was penetrated by a silver needle.
"Mmmmm?"
He stared at Ye Fan with wide eyes and unwillingness to do so, because he was shocked to find that his throat could not make any sound, and could only make waves of nasal sounds.
He didn't know what method Ye Fan had used, so he couldn't even speak.
Seeing his anxious look, Ye Fan's sneer became even stronger.
Ye Fan bounced the ashes and said with a playful look on his face, "Haha! You must be wondering why you can't make any sound in your throat? In fact, your throat is blocked by me! You want to scream
Help? I'm afraid I'm thinking too much!"
"Mmmmm?!" The fake Zisha continued to make nasal sounds, expressing his inner shock and doubt.
He never thought that Ye Fan's methods were so terrifying. He first used a silver needle to seal the acupoints on his body, and then used a silver needle to seal his mute acupoints.
Ye Fan has so many methods, and everything is very scary.
He just said that life is worse than death. Could it be that he...he really has the means to make life worse than death?
"Mmmmm?"
At this time, the fake Zisha wanted Ye Fan to kill him quickly, but he couldn't make any sound in his throat. No matter how he called, he just whimpered and could not make any sound.
Ye Fan held a cigarette in his mouth and said coldly: "Don't worry, I don't plan to kill you yet! I said that I would let you experience what life is worse than death. How could I be willing to kill you so quickly?"
"Mmmmm!"
The fake Zisha's eyes were wide open, and his eyes were filled with an angry look, as if he was blaming Ye Fan for not killing him or begging for mercy.
But for Ye Fan, these are meaningless.
Because he had to track down Zisha's whereabouts from him, how could he make this fake die so easily?
Ye Fan ignored the other party's gaze, then took out his cell phone from his pocket to dial the phone.
"Dududu!"
After the phone rang a few times, someone answered.