"Ah--" As the beautiful women screamed, Ye Fan's dagger flashed again, and a thunderous blow made Zheng Junqing's palm that was holding on the table.
The blade pierced through the palm of the palm and pierced through the table. The two were directly connected into one, and a stream of blood sputtered, making everyone's expression stagnant.
Zheng Junqing screamed again: "Ah--" The beautiful woman was instinctively trembling with fear.
Zheng Shengzhuang opened her mouth wide and forgot to shout.
Zheng Junqing looked at the wine dripping from her head, then at the flesh and blood holes that suddenly appeared on her palms, and he forgot even the pain.
He could not accept the reality at all. Unexpectedly, Ye Fanzhen dared to use the knife and directly slaughtered his hand.
"Swoosh!"
Ye Fan did not give everyone time to react, and his left hand flashed again.
He grabbed a fruit knife on the table, fell down again, and nailed Zheng Junqing's other hand to draw the knife mercilessly.
The fruit knife once again penetrated a bloodline, which was so shocking that it was floating on the table.
The beautiful women almost fell to the ground.
Zheng Junqing gritted his teeth, but finally couldn't help but scream: "Ah--" "Ye Fan!"
Zheng Shengzhuang couldn't help but roaring angryly, then grabbed a gun and was about to shoot, but Ye Fan waved his right hand.
Half a piece of cigar burned her hands, causing her wrist to shake and the gun fell to the ground with a snap.
"It's not too much to plot against me so many times, a bottle of wine and two hands?"
Before Zheng's bodyguard could roar up, Ye Fan pulled out the dagger and placed it on Zheng Junqing's neck to intimidate him.
Zheng Shengzhuang and the others were very angry and shouted Ye Fan to let him go.
Zheng Junqing was also very frustrated and angry.
He was not so vulnerable, but he didn't expect Ye Fan to give him a thunderous blow in front of everyone.
He vowed to let Ye Fan pay his blood debt.
A person with his identity is not something that Ye Fan can bully.
The beautiful women were so angry that Ye Fan was not qualified to hurt Zheng Junqing.
Zheng Junqing gritted his teeth and shouted, "Ye Fan, do you think about the consequences?"
Ye Fan smiled without comment: "I'm here, what consequences do you think I will care about?"
"You have to tell me one more thing, otherwise the consequences will be very serious."
He looked at Zheng Junqing and asked, "Where is Ling Qianshui?"
"Who is playing wild with me?
Who touched my nephew?”
At this moment, the wooden door was kicked open again.
More than a dozen men, like wolves and tigers, flocked in, and each of them was full of murderous intent with live ammunition.
Then, a man with a round face, a fashionable girl, and a man with a bald uniform walked up from behind.
Zheng Shengzhuang looked over and her face instantly became ecstatic: "Fourth Uncle, Seventh Sister, Deputy Officer Yuan!"
A man with a round face, the fourth uncle of the Zheng family, and Zheng Qiankun.
Fashion girl, Miss Zheng’s seventh girl, Zheng Siyue.
There was also a bald man, Yuan Yifan, deputy director of the Nanling Police Department.
Seeing them appear, Dean Huang and the beautiful woman were also excited. The backbone came, and Ye Fan promised to be finished today.
Zheng Shengzhuang came forward and briefly explained a few words. Zheng Qiankun and his friends quickly looked as gloomy as water.
Zheng Junqing took a break and said: "Fourth Uncle" was just that although he maintained his demeanor, he could still hear grievances, which made Zheng Qiankun's eyes red instantly.
His brows were leaping frequently. Although he didn't say anything, anyone could see that he wanted to kill someone at this moment.
"Okay, I'm brave enough to touch my Zheng family."
When he came to Ye Fan and Zheng Junqing, Zheng Qiankun stared at Ye Fan and laughed in anger: "I have lived for decades and I have seen someone as rampant as you for the first time."
Deputy Director Yuan also stared at Ye Fan fiercely, sneering at the other party's ignorance.
Ye Fan smiled without comment: "Mr. Zheng won't ask, why did I do this?"
"No need to ask, no need to ask, no need to ask."
Zheng Qiankun's voice sank: "I tell you, my nephew's humiliation today is to repay you with his life."
Ye Fan said lightly: "Is it lawless and lawless?"
"I am the Dharma, I am the God."
Zheng Qiankun ignored his nephew's hijacking and remained strong as usual: "Old Yuan, arrest him, dared to resist, and died on the spot."
"If you dare to bring my nephew to bury him, you will pay his whole family to live."
Zheng Qiankun has never liked to be threatened, let alone an ignorant boy like Ye Fan.
"Take it!"
Deputy Director Yuan did not say a word at all. With the order, a man in uniform of more than ten immediately surrounded him.
Zheng Siyue also drew a shot and pointed it at Ye Fanjiao and shouted: "Let me go."
Ye Fan looked at Zheng Junqing and said lightly: "He hasn't told me where Ling Qianshui is yet?"
"Silly, are you pretending to behave at this time?"
Zheng Junqing sneered: "I'm not going to save my life, and I'm still thinking about Ling Qianshui?"
Ye Fan's tone was calm: "She must die. If you don't say it, you may die."
Zheng Siyue was very unhappy with Ye Fan's calmness, and shouted angrily with a pretty face: "Shameless little boy, are you going to jump to death?"
She wished she could kill Ye Fan with one shot.
"Swoosh--" Ye Fan's dagger sank, and a huge murderous intent emerged.
Zheng Junqing shook his body and felt murderous intent.
Ye Fan's tone was indifferent: "Young Master Zheng, do you have to go all the way to the dark?"
Zheng Junqing trembled and said with difficulty: "I said, I said, she is in the Linjiang Villa and will go to Yangguo at 1:00 a.m.."
He suddenly figured it out and although it was embarrassing to tell Ling Qianshui's whereabouts, it was nothing compared to his own life.
Besides, Ye Fan couldn't even get out of the Royal Court Hotel, let alone seek revenge on Ling Qianshui.
Hearing Ling Qianshui's whereabouts, Ye Fan sent out with his cell phone: "Very good" "Bang--" At this moment, Zheng Siyue suddenly pulled the trigger and shot Ye Fan on the shoulder.
A stream of blood burst out, which also made Ye Fan's body tremble and the dagger fell subconsciously.
Then, a group of men in uniform rushed forward and directly pressed Ye Fan down.
Ye Fan didn't take action, it was not that he didn't want to resist, but that he really didn't have much strength at this moment.
Moreover, the dull old man kept standing behind Zheng Qiankun and staring at him.
"Bang--" Zheng Siyue stepped forward and slapped Ye Fan in the face, then slapped Ye Fan in the head with a gun: "Dare to hurt my brother and hijack my brother, I want you to know, what is life is worse than death?"
Ye Fan's head was bleeding, and the beautiful women and the others had already reacted from the gunshots, and gloated as Ye Fan was rampant.
Overestimating one's own abilities, that's all.
"Woo--" At almost the same time, six black cars drove up the heavily guarded Royal Court Hotel.
The Zheng security guard subconsciously wanted to block it, but saw that the license plate was retracted like a poisonous snake.
Not long after, the car stopped at the hotel door. The car door opened and more than a dozen burly men came out.
They walked into the hotel with a cold expression.
It is as powerful as a rainbow.
Dozens of Zheng's bodyguards instinctively wanted to stop them, but when they saw their clothes, they panic and retreated.