The four murderers also placed their fingers on the red remote control.
He looked contemptuous and pressed Ling Guojiang with sharpness.
Their mission today is to make Ling Guojiang bow his head.
Seeing this, Ling's nephew took a breath of cold air, and his nerves were invisibly tense.
These bastards are really brave and fearless. Are they not afraid of their hands shaking and blowing?
"Mr. Ling, Mr. Zhan Hu, don't get angry, drink a cup of Longjing to suppress the fire."
Ling Guojiang's eyes were cold and about to scold him, but Ye Fan stepped forward and held the thunder.
Then he carried a sizzling kettle and added water.
He changed the cooled tea, soaked the hot Longjing, and respectfully handed it to Ling Guojiang and Zhanhu.
Ling Guojiang's heart moved and suppressed his anger.
"Young man, I have some courage, even a big pineapple."
Zhan Hu glanced at Ye Fan, who was holding a kettle to pour tea and water, and said, "The head of the Ling family is full of talents."
The four murderers also focused on the red remote control while guessing Ye Fan's background and ability.
"Mr. Zhan Hu is so arrogant. I am not a talent, I am just a little doctor."
Ye Fan smiled politely: "Please have tea and talk about things, talk slowly, don't be anxious, you can get angry if you are anxious."
Ling Guojiang calmed down: "Doctor Ye's words are reasonable."
"What a little doctor joins in the fun? Get away from me."
Zhan Hu was originally wary of what kind of powerful figure Ye Fan was, but he was immediately impatient when he heard that it 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 with a clang, the teacup fell to the ground and broke into seven or eight pieces.
The heat is steaming and the tea fragrance is everywhere.
Then, he shouted to Ling Guojiang with awesomeness: "Head of Ling, please give me some good words. Should I give this red envelope or not?"
"Okay, I will admit it, I will give this red envelope!"
Ling Guojiang glanced over Ye Fan and said indifferently: "Butler Ling, transfer one billion to Mr. Zhan Hu."
"clear!"
Butler Ling took out his cell phone and prepared for action.
"slow!"
Zhan Hu smiled, reached out to stop him, and then spoke to Ling Guojiang:
"Head of the Ling family, Brother Hao said that he is a person who values love and righteousness."
"Although he wants the head of Ling to give him a red envelope, he doesn't want the head of Ling to suffer any losses."
"So, don't have cash, don't transfer money for this one billion red envelope, or even don't pay for the head of the Ling family."
Zhan Hu's playful smile fell into Ye Fan's eyes with a hint of conspiracy.
But Ye Fan did not explore too much, but continued to scan the five Zhanhu people.
Ye Fan originally didn't want to get involved in Ling Guojiang's grudges, but he needed to express some of the matter involving Ling Qijia.
Moreover, Ye Fan suddenly took down the War Tiger and had greater value.
So he has been waiting for the chance to succeed in one blow.
"What does it mean? Don't transfer money, don't believe me?"
At this moment, Ling Guojiang's eyes turned cold: "I think I will call the police after I give the money?"
"You can think of it as if you have no merit and no reward, or you can think of it as if we don't trust you, or you can think of it as Brother Hao, who values love and righteousness."
Zhan Hu patted his military boots: "Anyway, we don't want to take this money directly from Ling's hands."
Ling Guojiang's voice sank: "Tell me the point!"
"The Ling family has eight casinos under the head of the Ling family, and each casino has a daily turnover of billions."
Zhan Hu pinched out another cigar and lit it, slowly telling his plan:
"I have eight brothers waiting at the entrance of the Eight major casinos in Ling's family."
"They each have ten thousand dollars."
"I hope the head of the Ling family can let them win one billion with 80,000 yuan."
"The Ling Casino doesn't need to take out this one billion yuan."
"Just as long as Ling's helps my eight brothers and let them win money from the gamblers."
"We won't go too far, twenty-four hours, one billion, not even a point more."
He raised his legs again: "Of course, before I raise one billion, I will sit here as a guest."
"You are not valuing affection and righteousness, you are trying to kill Ling's heart."
Before Ling Guojiang could speak, Ye Fan, who was holding the sizzling kettle, smiled:
"Assist you in the gambler with one billion yuan. Once the matter is exposed, the Ling Group will be torn apart in an instant."
"This one billion is not just what Jia Zihao wants, but also the Yang family's instigation behind the scenes?"
He showed a hint of contempt: "In the mind of Jia Zihao's reckless man, he couldn't think of this evil move."
"Boy, what are you? Can you slander Brother Hao?"
Zhan Hu roared after hearing this: "Believe it or not, I will kill you with one shot?"
He subconsciously took out a shot and pointed it at Ye Fan.
Seeing this, Ye Fan was so scared that he screamed and smashed the kettle out.
"Swoosh swish swish--"
The hot water covered Zhan Hu and the four murderers like raindrops.
Zhan Hu and his friends changed their faces, and they stood up in a hurry to avoid them.
The boiling water and the kettle will probably burn half to death when poured on your body.
They didn't care about the remote control and the thunder in their hands.
"Do it!"
Almost at the same time, Ye Fan took a step forward and waved his hands.
"Swoosh swish swish--"
Dozens of silver needles flew into the bodies of the five Zhanhu.
Zhan Hu and his team trembled, their movements stagnated, and their thinking and hands and feet were all slow.
"asshole--"
Zhan Hu felt something was wrong and tried his best to pull the thunder.
Just reaching the fingers on the way, it is difficult to move forward at all.
Not only did he lose his strength, he also became numb and stiff.
The four companions were also frightened and angry. They seemed to be frozen, and they could not move anything except their eyes.
Not to mention pulling away the grenade on your body, you can't even press the remote control.
"ah--"
Then, three shrill screams came from outside.
It was like Zhan Hu who arranged three companions to block the exit.
As soon as the screams of the garden fell, under the big tree on the main road of Ling's house, the parking BMW was suddenly smashed into the car window.
Then a sword light burst out freely.
The tip of the sword penetrated through the throats of two men like a poisonous snake.
The two of them pounced on the seat, their right hand slid out of their arms, and there was a red remote control in the palm of their palm.
Several monitors and cameras also landed on the ground.
The two people in the car could not die again.
These are the last two spies arranged by Zhan Hu in the dark.
This is also his last deterrence.
"The danger is lifted!"
As Ye Fan made a gesture, Ling's bodyguards immediately rushed up and took off the thunder from Zhan Hu and others.
Soon, dozens of thunders were removed and moved to the hill hundreds of meters away.
The poisonous fangs, eavesdropping machines and cameras in Zhan Hu's mouth were also destroyed and taken away.
However, the red instruments embedded on the heart did not move.
In addition to the Ling's bodyguards who could not be removed for the time being, the systems on the Thunderbolt and Hummers have been cracked and terminated.
The War Tiger now has no killing ability.
Then shackles were put on Zhan Hu's body.
In a 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 probably have been beaten to death by the Ling family.
Seeing this scene, Zhan Hu grinned and stared at Ye Fan angrily. It was this boy who ruined his good deeds.
He wanted to hold Ye Fan and die together, but he couldn't move his whole body and could not do anything.
Seeing Zhan Hu looking like he was about to eat him, Ye Fan smiled and stepped forward to pull out a silver needle.
Zhan Hu's mouth has restored freedom.
He yelled at Ye Fan:
"Boy, who are you? Why are you against us?"
"Touch us, have you ever thought about how Brother Hao takes revenge?"
Although Ye Fan did not have any big killing, the use of his flying needles to cure him has already shown his terribleness.
"My name is Ye Fan, a little doctor, I didn't want to go against you."
Ye Fan stepped forward and looked at Zhan Hu and smiled faintly: "I just want to lend you a head...the aftermath."
Zhan Hu was stunned and didn't know what it meant, but Ling Guojiang laughed loudly and admired endlessly with his eyes.
Then, Ling Guojiang waved his finger and shouted: "Come on, kill the jackal and kill Luo Feiyu!"