As Ye Fan scanned the surroundings, more than a dozen security personnel ran over and surrounded Ye Fan with murderous intent.
Ye Fan ignored them, kicked them away, and then walked forward with both hands on his back.
"Zheng Junqing!"
Be calm and without any fear.
This confidence made many old foxes look at him.
However, while the beautiful women were shocked, they showed more ridicule and disdain, and speculated whether Ye Fan's mind was in trouble.
What kind of banquet is this?
What hotel is this?
Where can Ye Fan be allowed to go wild?
Young Master Zheng could poke Ye Fan here to death with his fingers casually.
The beautiful women curled their lips and were very disdainful.
"Ye Fan, what are you going to do?"
At this time, Dean Huang held a wine glass and yelled:
"This is Zheng's place, and it is even more of a Zheng Shao banquet at this moment, not a place for you to go wild!"
"Ye Fan, don't act recklessly, otherwise Mr. Zheng will shoot you one by one."
President Huang hated Ye Fan from the bottom of his heart. If Ye Fan had not caused trouble again and again, he would have been a great hero in Nanling now.
"flutter!"
Before Dean Huang could finish his words, Ye Fan picked up a glass of wine and poured it on his face without any hesitation:
"roll."
The next second, he kicked Dean Huang out with one kick!
"ah--"
President Huang screamed, but he didn't expect Ye Fan to dare to be so arrogant, so he didn't pay attention and rolled out four or five meters on the floor.
"Bastard, you dare to touch me?"
Dean Huang was in a messy and embarrassed manner. After getting up, he picked up a chair and rushed towards Ye Fan in grief and anger.
"Director Huang, don't be impulsive."
Zheng Shengzhuang has eased from the shock and waved her hand to stop Dean Huang from fighting with Ye Fan:
"Fighting and killing is the act of barbarians."
"We are wise men, or we are more civilized."
Dean Huang dropped the chair in his hand, licked the wine beside his mouth, and finally retreated unwillingly.
"Ye Fan!"
Zheng Shengzhuang twisted her waist and stepped forward, staring at Ye Fan with cold eyes:
"You came here today to make trouble and disturb the guests from all over the Zheng family. I will not blame you randomly."
"But you should always give me a reason to make trouble, right? Let me know where my Zheng family offended you?"
She deliberately suppressed her anger and made herself elegant and friendly, with the purpose of highlighting Ye Fan's hatefulness.
Ye Fan's eyes were cold: "Don't talk nonsense, let Zheng Junqing get out."
"Bastard! You deserve to talk to Xiang Shao like this?"
A leopard-eyed man rushed up from behind and pointed a dagger at Ye Fan.
He had long been disgusted with Ye Fanniu's coaxing look:
"Young young man is too generous to pay attention to you, but I can't spoil you. Believe it or not, I'll kill you today."
Yellow Wolf?
Is it the Tianlang Club again?
Ye Fan smiled.
"flutter!"
He didn't see Ye Fan's actions. Just as he moved, he came to Huang Lang's side, grabbed the dagger and stabbed it out.
Under Zheng Shengzhuang and the others' gaze in shock, the blade stabbed into the thick chest of Huang Lang.
"Seven Wolves, let's get on the road in one go."
After pausing for a moment, Ye Fan suddenly turned the blade.
A stream of blood instantly sputtered from the yellow wolf.
Ruthless, bloody.
"ah--"
The yellow wolf let out a short scream.
The knife was pulled out, and the body fell to the ground with a bang. The yellow wolf face was ashes, and there was a lot of danger.
Ye Fan shook his blood on his knife: "Don't Zheng Junqing get out yet?"
The yellow wolf was stabbed on the spot, leaving nearly a hundred people silent.
The beautiful woman and her female companion also subconsciously covered her mouth and almost exhaled.
They never expected that Ye Fan was so cruel and ruthless, but his contempt was even more revealed:
A penis is a penis, and you can only express yourself with brute force.
Dean Huang roared again: "Lawless! Lawless!"
Ye Fan ignored it and shouted with a dagger, "Zheng Junqing, aren't you one of the fourth young masters of Longdu? How do you become a turtle with a head-reducing turtle?"
Zheng Shengzhuang shouted sweetly: "Ye Fan, what are you going to do?"
Ye Fan still ignored Zheng Shengzhuang and stared at Zheng Junqing behind him: "No wonder Song Hongyan doesn't like you, a man who doesn't have any responsibility."
"Not bad, not bad, stabbing people in public has courage and means."
After hearing Ye Fan's words and seeing him locking him, Zheng Junqing reacted from the shock.
After sweeping over the yellow wolf, who was only breathless on the ground, he took out a white cigar and held it.