The four murderers also put their fingers on the red remote control.
His eyes were contemptuous and fierce, pressing Ling Guojiang.
Their mission today is to make Ling Guojiang bow his head.
Ling's nephew took a deep breath when he saw this, and his nerves tensed up invisibly.
These bastards are really brave and fearless of death. Aren't they afraid of exploding with a flick of their hands?
"Mr. Ling, Mr. Zhan Hu, don't be angry, drink a cup of Longjing to calm down the fire."
Ling Guojiang's eyes turned cold and he was about to scold him when Ye Fan stepped forward and held down the thunder.
Then he carried a sizzling hot water bottle and filled it with water.
He replaced the cooled tea with hot Longjing tea and handed it to Ling Guojiang and Zhan Hu respectfully.
Ling Guojiang's heart moved and he suppressed his anger.
"Young man, you are a bit brave. You even dare to touch a big pineapple."
Zhan Hu glanced at Ye Fan, who was pouring tea and water from the hot water bottle: "Master Ling is really surrounded by talented people."
The four murderers also pressed their fingers against the red remote control while speculating on Ye Fan's background and abilities.
"Mr. Zhan Hu is serious, I am not a talented person, I am just a little doctor."
Ye Fan smiled politely: "Please drink tea and talk about things slowly. Don't be in a hurry. If you are in a hurry, you will easily get angry."
Ling Guojiang calmed down: "What Dr. Ye said makes sense."
"Why is a little doctor joining in the fun? Get away from me."
Zhan Hu was originally wary of what a powerful person Ye Fan was, but immediately became impatient when he heard that he was Ling Guojiang's family doctor.
Not only did he not drink Ye Fan's tea, he was also angry that Ye Fan interrupted the rhythm of his negotiations.
He swept out with one hand, and the tea cup fell to the ground with a clang, breaking into seven or eight pieces.
It's steaming hot and the aroma of tea overflows.
Then, he shouted to Ling Guojiang in an intimidating manner: "Master Ling, please give me a pleasant word. Do you want to give me this red envelope or not?"
"Okay, I'll go across the river and admit defeat. Here's this red envelope!"
Ling Guojiang glanced at Ye Fan and said indifferently: "Steward Ling, transfer one billion to Mr. Zhan Hu."
"clear!"
Butler Ling took out his cell phone and prepared for action.
"slow!"
Zhan Hu smiled, stretched out his hand to stop him, and then said to Ling Guojiang:
"The head of the Ling family, Brother Hao said, he is a man who values love and justice."
"Although he wants a red envelope from the Ling family, he doesn't want the Ling family to suffer any loss."
"So for these one billion red envelopes, no cash, no transfers, or even Patriarch Ling's pocket is required."
Zhan Hu's playful smile cast a hint of conspiracy in Ye Fan's eyes.
But Ye Fan didn't explore too much, but continued to scan the five Zhanhu people.
Ye Fan originally didn't want to get involved in Ling Guojiang's grievances, but when it came to Ling Qijia, he needed to show some expression.
And Ye Fan suddenly discovered that there was greater value in winning Zhan Hu.
So he kept waiting for the chance to succeed.
"What do you mean? Don't transfer money. Does this mean you don't believe me?"
At this moment, Ling Guojiang's eyes turned cold: "You think I will call the police after paying the money?"
"You can think of it as a sign that you have no merit and no reward, or you can think of it as a sign that we don't trust you, or you can think of it as a sign that Brother Hao values love and justice."
Zhan Hu patted his military boots: "Anyway, we don't want to take this money directly from Ling's hands."
Ling Guojiang's voice deepened: "Tell me the important point!"
"The Ling family owns eight casinos, and each casino generates hundreds of millions of dollars in revenue every day."
Zhan Hu took out another cigar and lit it, and spoke his plan in a leisurely manner:
"I have eight brothers waiting at the entrance of Ling's Eight Casinos."
"They each have ten thousand yuan in their hands."
"I hope the Ling family master can let them win one billion with 80,000 yuan."
"There is no need for Ling's Casino to come up with these one billion."
"As long as the Ling family gives my eight brothers a helping hand and lets them win money from gamblers."
"We won't go too far. Twenty-four hours, one billion, not even a penny more."
He crossed his legs again and said, "Of course, if I could raise one billion dollars, I would sit here as a guest."
"You don't value love and justice, you want to kill the Ling family."
Before Ling Guojiang could speak, Ye Fan, who was holding the sizzling hot water bottle, smiled:
"Assist you to win over one billion from gamblers. Once the matter is exposed, the Ling Group will be torn to pieces in an instant."
"This one billion is not just wanted by Jia Zihao, but also instigated by the Yang family, right?"
He showed a hint of disdain: "With Jia Zihao's reckless mind, he cannot think of such a sinister move."
"Boy, who do you think you are? Can you slander Brother Hao?"
Hearing this, Zhan Hu showed his fierceness and roared: "Believe it or not, I will shoot you to death?"
He subconsciously took out a gun and pointed it at Ye Fan.
When Ye Fan saw this, he screamed in fright, shook the hot water bottle and smashed it out.
"Swish swish——"
Boiling hot water rained down on Zhan Hu and the four assailants.
Zhan Hu and the others' expressions changed, and they hurriedly got up to escape.
If you splash this boiling water and kettle on your body, you will probably be burned to death.
They didn't care about the remote control or the thunder in their hands.
"Do it!"
Almost at the same moment, Ye Fan took a step forward and waved his hands.
"Swish swish——"
Dozens of silver needles all flew and sank into the bodies of Zhan Hu and the other five.
Zhan Hu and the others trembled, their movements sluggish, their thinking, hands and feet all slowed down.
"asshole--"
Zhan Hu sensed something was wrong and tried his best to explode the thunder.
Even if you stretch your fingers halfway, it will be difficult to move even half an inch forward.
Not only did he lose his strength, he became numb and stiff.
The four companions also had frightened and angry expressions on their faces. They seemed to be frozen, unable to move anything except their eyes.
Not to mention pulling out the grenade on my body, I can't even press the remote control.
"ah--"
Then, three shrill screams came from outside.
It was as if the voices of the three companions that Zhan Hu had arranged to block the exit.
Just as the screams in the garden ended, the window of a BMW parked under a big tree on one side of the main road of Ling's house was suddenly smashed.
Then a sword light bloomed wantonly.
The tip of the sword passed through the throats of the two men like a poisonous snake.
The two of them fell on the seats with a plop, and their right hands slipped out of their arms, with a red remote control in their palms.
Several monitors and cameras also crashed to the ground.
The two people in the car were too dead to die.
These are the last two spies arranged by Zhan Hu in secret.
This is also his last line of deterrence.
"Danger averted!"
As Ye Fan made a gesture, Ling's bodyguards immediately rushed forward and took off the thunder bombs on Zhan Hu and others.
Soon, dozens of mines were removed and moved to the hills a few hundred meters away.
The fang bugs and cameras in Zhan Hu's and others' mouths were also destroyed and taken away.
However, the red instrument mounted on the heart did not move.
In addition to the fact that Ling's bodyguard cannot be removed for a while, the system on the mine and the Humvee has been cracked and terminated.
Zhanhu is now incapable of killing.
Then the shackles were put on Zhan Hu one by one.
In the blink of an eye, the situation changed drastically, and the beast turned into a sheep. If Ye Fan and Ling Guojiang had not given instructions, Zhan Hu would have been beaten to death by the Ling family.
Seeing this scene, Zhan Hu bared his teeth and stared at Ye Fan angrily. It was this kid who ruined his good deeds.
He wished he could hold Ye Fan and die together, but it was difficult for him to do so because he couldn't move his whole body.
Seeing Zhan Hu looking like he was about to eat him, Ye Fan stepped forward with a smile and pulled out a silver needle.
Zhan Hu's mouth was free again.
He yelled at Ye Fan:
"Boy, who are you? Why are you against us?"
"If you touch us, have you thought about how Brother Hao will take revenge?"
Although Ye Fan didn't go on any killing spree, the flying needle that he used to control himself already showed how terrifying he was.
"My name is Ye Fan, a young doctor. I don't want to go against you."
Ye Fan stepped forward and looked at Zhan Hu with a faint smile: "I just want to borrow your head...to deal with the aftermath."
Zhan Hu was stunned for a moment, not knowing what it meant, but Ling Guojiang laughed loudly, his eyes admiring endlessly.
