Wei Hong also looked nervous towards them, but he didn't expect that Yu Wenhualong and the others were really here.
The leader of the Dragon Temple is still very lethal.
Ye Fan also squinted his eyes and scanned, familiar with the structure of the cabin, and guessing where he was.
To resolve this crisis today, we will definitely have to fight hand-to-hand.
When Yu Wenlang saw this, he subconsciously shouted: "Dad, save me!"
"waste!"
Seeing his son's miserable state, Yu Wenhualong snorted: "The kidnapped master turned into a meat pawn. It's really a disgrace to the Dragon Temple!"
Yu Wenlang shuddered and lowered his head in shame.
"Hello, Lord Yuwen."
Duanmuyun took the first step forward and greeted with a big smile: "I am Duanmuyun, Duanmuyun, Binguo Branch of Emgrand Bank."
He bowed slightly: "Being friendly makes you rich. I hope the master of the palace can give me a little face, so that everyone can talk but not do anything..." "Shut up!"
Before Duanmu Yun could finish speaking, Yu Wenhualong scolded him unceremoniously: "Who do you think you are?"
"What qualifications does a bitch have to talk to me?"
"Not to mention you, even Duanmu Feng and the old guys from the Duanmu family are not qualified to take the face of me, Yu Wenhualong."
"If you want me to give you face, unless the big crocodile behind your Emgrand Bank comes forward."
Yu Wenhualong looked at Duanmu Yun with disdain: "If he comes to challenge me, maybe I will be afraid of him."
"Master Yuwen is joking, Dihao Bank is a joint-stock company, and its identity can be found in the listing report."
Duanmu Yun forced out a smile: "How can there be any shameful predators?"
Yu Wenhualong's face turned cold: "Get out!"
Duanmu Yun smiled helplessly, took a few steps back and stopped talking, knowing that his thinness was useless.
In fact, he also knew that he could not control Yu Wenhualong, he just needed to put on a show to let Ye Fan know that he was trying his best.
Ye Fan took another look at Duanmu Yun, remembering the original business alliance meeting, and wondered if Tang Pingfan was behind Dihao?
"Ye Fan, you really surprised me."
Yu Wenhualong didn't look at Duanmu Yun again. While playing with the emerald on his thumb, he looked at Ye Fan and smiled sinisterly: "Not only did he kill my four hundred brothers, but he also killed Long Po Pan, the number one master in the Xiang Kingdom.
He also took down my useless son."
"If it weren't for the information coming from reliable channels, I really wouldn't believe this."
"This age, this courage, and this skill are incredible."
Yu Wenhualong leaned on the tiger leather chair and looked at Ye Fan and sighed: "It is indeed a surging back wave."
The dozen Dragon Temple masters around him also stared at Ye Fan, with a hint of inquiry and questioning in their fierce eyes.
They really couldn't believe that Ye Fan had killed four hundred elites of the Dragon Temple, and also killed Long Po Pan, a master of the Great Realm.
"Stop talking nonsense, what do you want now?"
Ye Fan didn't waste his time: "Should we fight to the end, or should we talk about it?"
"Ye Fan, you are good at everything, but you don't know how to position yourself properly."
Yuwen Wenhua's dragon skin smiled but said: "Although you are very skilled, I have a heavy artillery in my hand. Why are you trying to fight with me?"
"Can you dodge bullets and cannonballs?"
"Do you believe it or not, with the slightest touch of my finger, you and the fishing boat will turn into a pile of debris?"
"The reason why I didn't kill him just now and sent a cat to catch the mouse was because I wanted to get my son back."
"Fuck you, you don't have this chance."
While saying these words, he pointed at the instrument in front of him.
The Revenge immediately revealed twelve gun ports, locking Ye Fan and the fishing boat with a powerful momentum.
The exposed warhead gleamed with the breath of death.
Wasp cannonball?
Duanmu Yun and Wei Hong looked at them with despair. They both recognized that this was a powerful shell.
One shot is enough to smash a fishing boat to pieces.
Twelve, even if Ye Fan can fly, he can't fly out of the shock wave range.
Tang Ruoxue breathed heavily and subconsciously grabbed Ye Fan's hand.
"If you don't want to fight to the death, let's talk about it."
Ye Fan shook the woman's hand to reassure her, and then looked at Yu Wenlong and said coldly: "I will return Yu Wenlang to you, and you let Tang Ruoxue leave safely. As for our life and death, we leave it to fate."
"In addition, I will give you another compensation."
"The dead elites of the Dragon Temple will be compensated 100 million each. I can give you 50 billion in advance."
Ye Fan bowed his head and compromised, and was willing to spend a large sum of money in the hope that Tang Ruoxue could escape from danger. As for his own fate, he didn't think about it.
"Ye Fan, you don't even have the capital to fight to the death, so what qualifications do you have to ask for conditions from me?"
Yu Wenhualong took out a cigar and hummed: "If you want to talk, I will set the conditions."
"If you let Yuwen Lang go, I will give you a happy life."
"Otherwise I will capture you alive and stab you one by one to make your life worse than death."
He was very direct: "You and Wei Hongchao have killed so many of my people, and I should seek justice for the dead."
"One hundred billion!"
Ye Fan shouted: "Letting a weak woman leave will not pose any threat to you and the Dragon Temple, but it will bring you huge wealth."
"If you don't agree and insist on killing Tang Ruoxue, then let's fight to the death."
"You have the heavy artillery in hand, I can't kill you, but we can also drag your son to death."
"And when I'm at the end of my rope, I will give up on Tang Ruoxue and the others and try my best to survive."
"You should know that even if you kill him with three cannonballs, there is a high probability that a land expert will survive."
"Once I am allowed to survive, the entire Dragon Temple will not be at peace, and you will not be able to sleep well for the rest of your life."
"Before I kill you, I will eliminate your family members one by one and let you die slowly in fear and despair."
"Yu Wenhualong, think about it for yourself."
Ye Fan directly showed his trump card, and then placed Yuwen Lang in front of him to block the red dot targeted by the opponent's sniper.
Tang Ruoxue reached out and pulled Ye Fan: "Ye Fan, if I don't leave, I won't leave you alone."
"We must live together, and we must die together."
Her eyes were indescribably firm: "To me, it's ten times better for a family of three to die together than to live an ignoble existence with my children."
Ye Fan shook her hand: "No, you must live."
"Yu Wenhualong, is this deal a success or not?"
He raised his head and stared at Yu Wenhualong and said, "Your son and 100 billion will be exchanged for Tang Ruoxue's life."
"He is deeply affectionate and truly worthy of being a miracle doctor and a role model for the people of China."
Faced with Ye Fan's desperate attempt, Yu Wenhualong smiled faintly: "Okay, seeing as you love Miss Tang so much, I will give you a chance."
"A Yuwen Wolf, 100 billion, Wei Hongchao's life, and Tang Ruoxue's legs."
"I can give Tang Ruoxue a way out and let Duanmuyun escort her to Baocheng."
