As Ye Fan glanced around, a dozen security personnel ran over and surrounded Ye Fan with murderous intent.
Ye Fan ignored them, kicked them away, and then stepped forward with his hands behind his back.
"Zheng Junqing!"
Take it easy, without any fear.
This confidence made many old foxes look askance at him.
However, when the beautiful women were shocked, they showed more ridicule and disdain, wondering if Ye Fan was out of his mind?
What kind of banquet is this?
What kind of hotel is this?
Where can Ye Fan be allowed to act wildly?
Mr. Zheng could stab Ye Fan to death with just a flick of his finger.
The pretty women curled their lips with disdain.
"Ye Fan, what are you going to do?"
At this time, Dean Huang came over with a wine glass and shouted:
"This is Zheng's place, and this is Master Zheng's banquet. This is not a place for you to act wild!"
"Ye Fan, don't act recklessly, or Mr. Zheng will shoot you."
Dean Huang hated Ye Fan from the bottom of his heart. If Ye Fan had not made trouble again and again, he would be a great hero of Nanling now.
"flutter!"
Before Dean Huang could finish speaking, Ye Fan picked up a glass of wine and poured it on his face unceremoniously:
"roll."
The next second, he kicked Dean Huang out!
"ah--"
Dean Huang screamed. He didn't expect that Ye Fan would dare to be so bold, so he rolled four or five meters on the floor without paying attention.
"Asshole, you dare to touch me?"
Dean Huang's clothes were messy and extremely embarrassed. He got up and picked up a chair. He rushed towards Ye Fan with grief and anger.
"Dean Huang, don't be impulsive."
Zheng Shengzhuang had already recovered from the shock and waved her hand to stop Dean Huang from fighting with Ye Fan:
"Beating and killing is the behavior of barbarians."
"We are gentle people, so it's better to be more civilized."
Dean Huang dropped the chair in his hand, licked the drink on his lips, and finally backed away unwillingly.
"Ye Fan!"
Zheng Shengzhuang twisted her waist and stepped forward, looked at Ye Fan coldly and said:
"You came here today to act wild and disturb all the guests of the Zheng family. I won't blame you randomly."
"But you should give me a reason to cause trouble, right? Let me know where my Zheng family offended you?"
She deliberately suppressed her anger and made herself elegant and friendly, in order to highlight Mark's hatefulness.
Ye Fan's eyes were cold: "Stop talking nonsense, let Zheng Junqing get out."
"Asshole! How dare you talk to Master Xiang like this?"
A man with leopard eyes rushed up from behind and pointed a dagger at Ye Fan.
He had long disliked Ye Fanniu's coaxing attitude:
"Young Master Xiang is too lazy to care about you, but I, the yellow wolf, cannot coddle you. Believe it or not, I will kill you today..."
Yellow wolf?
Is it the Sirius Society again?
Ye Fan smiled.
"flutter!"
Ye Fan didn't see how he moved. He just moved his steps and reached the yellow wolf, grabbed the dagger and stabbed it out.
Under the shocked and horrified gazes of Zheng Shengzhuang and the others, the blade pierced the yellow wolf's thick chest.
"Seven wolves, let's get on the road together."
After a slight pause and waiting for everyone present to calm down, Ye Fan suddenly twisted the blade.
A stream of blood spattered from Yellow Wolf's body in an instant.
Cruel and bloody.
"ah--"
The yellow wolf let out a short scream.
The knife was pulled out, and the body suddenly fell to the ground. The yellow wolf's face was ashen, and it looked more dangerous than good.
Ye Fan shook the blood on the knife and said: "Zheng Junqing, why don't you get out?"
The yellow wolf was stabbed on the spot, leaving nearly a hundred people in dead silence.
The charming woman and her companion also subconsciously covered their mouths and almost cried out.
They never expected that Mark would be so cruel and ruthless, but their disdain was even more revealed:
Hanging silk is hanging silk, 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 four young masters of Longdu? Why are you so shy?"
Zheng Shengzhuang shouted: "Ye Fan, what on earth are you going to do?"
Ye Fan still ignored Zheng Shengzhuang and locked his eyes on Zheng Junqing behind him: "No wonder Song Hongyan looks down on you, you are not a man who is responsible at all."
"Yes, yes, he stabbed people in public, he has the courage and means."
After hearing these words from Ye Fan and seeing him locking herself, Zheng Junqing reacted from the shock.
After scanning the yellow wolf who was only breathing on the ground, he took out a white cigar and put it in his mouth.
He asked people to carry Yellow Wolf to a side hall to see if he could be saved, and then asked people to call his fourth uncle.
Zheng Junqing didn't take Ye Fan seriously at all. On the contrary, he showed a hint of joking:
"Invading the imperial court alone, stabbing, bleeding, ruthless, ruthless, Ye Fan, I am surprised that you have such means and courage."
"But it's nothing. Every one of my dozens of subordinates has behaved like this."
"They stab 30 to 50 people a year, it's not a big deal."
Zheng Junqing blew out a smoke ring: "Thugs, dead soldiers, isn't this the kind of dirty work they do?"
He joked that Ye Fan was a reckless man, and mistakenly believed that Ye Fan did not dare to challenge him, Zheng Junqing, after all, his various identities were obvious.
"It's not a big deal for you to stab him. If you have the guts, come and stab me, Zheng Junqing. But you have to do it right..."
"Once I breathe a sigh of relief, you, the people around you, and your family will all be in trouble."
These words can not only show his courage and courage, but also win over the hearts of his subordinates.
While talking, Zheng Junqing pulled up a table and sat down, waving for a bottle of wine and a goblet.
Then, he looked at Ye Fan who was approaching slowly with interest, sneered with disdain, drank slowly, arrogant and arrogant.
"Young Master Zheng is so handsome and majestic."
"Yes, he is worthy of being a member of the Longdu family.
"This Ye Fan is really overestimating his abilities. Don't you know the gap between yourself and Mr. Zheng?"
"That is, what qualifications does he have to challenge Mr. Zheng?"
"Hmph, it's a bluff. Even if you give him ten courages, you won't dare to touch Master Zheng's hair."
Seeing how strong Zheng Junqing was, the charming women were obsessed with him, secretly exclaiming that Zheng Junqing was so handsome and domineering.
Encouraged by Zheng Junqing's arrogance, the Zheng family's elite also looked at Ye Fan with disdain, holding their gun bags in their hands and looking at Ye Fan coldly.
They decided that Ye Fan did not dare to attack Zheng Junqing.
Ye Fan ignored everyone's gazes and didn't care about everyone's comments. He walked up to Zheng Junqing and said with a smile: "Finally got out?"
Seeing that there was no dull old man following Zheng Junqing, Ye Fan became more confident in controlling the overall situation.
"Ye Fan, don't be so yappy and challenge me, Zheng Junqing, you're still a little immature."
Zheng Junqing threw the wine glass on the table, quite like a man in power:
"My fourth uncle and the police arrived soon. You used a knife in public and may have killed someone. This is illegal murder and intentional homicide."
"The minimum sentence is life imprisonment, and he may be shot."
Zheng Junqing pulled open a collar and said with a smile: "Let's think about how to deal with the police first."
"If I were you, I would run away immediately instead of staying here and pretending to be mysterious."
Zheng Junqing also pointed at the door: "If you don't run, you will have no chance."
At this moment, sirens sounded in the distance. It was obvious that officials knew what was happening here, so they rushed over with all their strength.
"Blue wolf ambush, Miyamoto Saburo attack, yacht explosion, frogmen in the sea..."
Ye Fan didn't care about his mocking gaze: "Except for Ling Qianshui, this series of serial killings has nothing to do with you, right?"
Zheng Junqing disagreed, took a puff of cigar, and then hit Ye Fan hard in the face with the smoke ring:
"So what? What can you do?"
"Are you going to stab me?"
"Stop pretending, even if I give you a hundred courages, you wouldn't dare to touch a hair on my head."
"I'll tell you again, this is just the beginning."
He looked rebellious: "When you go to jail tonight, I will let Ling Qianshui kill the people around you..."
"boom!"
Before he finished speaking, Ye Fan picked up a wine bottle next to him and smashed it hard at Zheng Junqing.
The technique is clean and neat, without moisture and dull and explosive sound.
The wine bottle shattered above Zheng Junqing's head, and scarlet wine splashed everywhere.
