Nine hundred and seventieth chapters still short of a pair of hands
His head was full of wine and blood was pouring out.
Ye Feiyang's long hair instantly became messy.
The whole audience was shocked, and everyone looked at Ye Fan dumbfounded.
"Ah——" Yang Poju also opened his mouth, unable to believe that Ye Fan had done something to Ye Feiyang.
Although he is only a military advisor, he is also half of the Ye family and a popular figure in Ye Forbidden City. He is even more prestigious than Yang Poju.
If Ye Fan drank this bottle of wine, it would be no different from seeking death?
The companions and bodyguards brought by Ye Feiyang were all stunned. No one would have thought that such a scene would happen.
Isn't this person groveling?
Didn't they move out Yang Manli and Mo Qianxiong to save their lives?
How dare you hurt someone?
Even Tang Ruoxue stood there with a dull expression, not knowing what to do.
"asshole!"
Yang Pojue and the bodyguards reacted, raised their guns and pointed them at Ye Fan's head.
Tang Ruoxue instinctively stood in front of Mark.
Ye Fan didn't even look at Yang Pojue and the others, he just gave away a small piece of the wine bottle in his right hand.
The sharp thorn point pressed against Ye Feiyang's throat.
"You bastard, let go of Brother Feiyang immediately, or I'll kill you!"
"Let go of Commander Ye."
"If you don't let them go, we will shoot."
Yang Pojue and the man in red yelled, wanting to shoot Ye Fan into a sieve.
What Ye Fan did not only shock them, it shocked them. No one had ever dared to hijack Ye Feiyang like this.
Ye Fan ignored everyone's expressions, and his tone was indifferent and calm: "Now, do you still want to call someone?"
Tang Ruoxue turned her back to Ye Fan, but she could feel his murderous intention, and her heart trembled, wanting Ye Fan not to hurt anyone.
She was worried that Ye Fan would kill Ye Feiyang just like he killed Duan Muqing.
But she finally shut up and didn't give any advice, lest Ye Feiyang find out the bottom line.
Although his head hurt and he was kidnapped by Ye Fan, Ye Feiyang did not panic at all.
He touched the blood on his face and still sat on the chair without changing his expression.
His eyes were as sharp and deep as ever.
He said calmly to Mark: "Do you dare to kill me?"
Ye Feiyang also waved his hand gently, signaling Yang Poji and the others to stay calm.
Ye Fan smiled faintly: "Guess, do I dare to kill you?"
"Don't you dare to kill me?"
Ye Feiyang said word by word: "You still can't solve the problem, and you still can't leave here."
Until now, he has not regarded Ye Fan as an opponent worthy of taking seriously.
In other words, he subconsciously did not want to regard Ye Fan as his opponent. His opponent should be front-line young men like Zheng Junqing and Wang Qiaochu.
Ye Fan smiled: "There is a thin line between life and death."
The sharp glass has touched Ye Feiyang's throat, and the looming blood stains can make people feel the breath of death on it.
It's just that Ye Feiyang is completely different from ordinary dudes. There is no fear on his face: "I bet you don't dare to kill me."
Whether it was Ye Fan or Tang Ruoxue, if they dared to take his life, they would have to give up ten times their life in return.
He could see that Ye Fan was not a lunatic, so he decided that Ye Fan did not dare to mess around.
Ye Fan smiled playfully: "Don't gamble. Many times, once you lose, it's too late to regret it."
Ye Fan's hand holding the half piece of glass was as steady as a mountain, but he also felt a little bit of approval in his heart. Young Master Ye Tang was indeed extraordinary, and a mere strategist was so troublesome.
Compared to Duanmu Qing and other young men he had stepped on in the past, Ye Feiyang was not a little bit more powerful.
"We are not short of money, and we don't care about our lives. You have ruined Mr. Ye's face, so I will naturally help him get it back."
Ye Feiyang still remained tough: "So it doesn't matter if you lose the bet."
Ye Fan smiled broadly: "It seems you are really not afraid of death."
He pressed his finger slightly, and the thorn tip stopped at a large artery. As long as it was inserted lightly, it would be 99% fatal.
This made Yang Poju and the others frightened, and also made them dare not act rashly.
"This is who I am."
Ye Feiyang still didn't care, he looked at Ye Fan calmly and said with a smile: "That's how I am. I repay kindness with kindness and revenge with hatred."
"Whoever treats me well, I will repay with all my heart and soul; whoever treats me badly, I will break the pot and do it to him."
"As long as I still have breath, I will definitely do what I say."
"And I believe that neither you nor the heads of the thirteen branches of the Tang Sect have the guts to kill people in public."
He added: "It's still the person who killed Ye Tang..." "Pa!"
Before he finished speaking, Ye Fan suddenly became furious and slapped him: "Ye Tang?
Why do you represent Ye Tang?"
"Snapped!"
"You are Ye Jincheng's military advisor, and Ye Jincheng is the son of the leader of Ye Clan, so you can represent Ye Tang?"
"Snapped!"
"The Ye family is the Ye family, and Ye Tang is Ye Tang. You are just a dog of the Ye family. Are you even remotely related to Ye Tang?"
"Snapped!"
"You just want to use Ye Tang as your banner because of a little bit of kinship and a little bit of history. Who gave you the power to show off like this?"
"Snapped!"
"If Ye Tang allows a character like you to exist, it will not be qualified to be the cornerstone of the country."
"Snapped!"
"By behaving like this, you will not only bring bad luck to Ye Tang, but also bring disfavor to the Ye family."
"I now have reason to doubt your identity."
"Ruoxue, call."
"Let Yang Hongxing come over, let Yang Jianxiong come over, let reporters come over, and say there is someone here pretending to be Ye Tang."
"I don't believe it anymore. These scoundrels who do evil things and set up private casinos are people from Ye Tang."
While Ye Fan was scolding him righteously, he slapped him one after another, mercilessly knocking off Ye Feiyang's elegance and arrogance.
Then he pointed at the man in red and the others: "Are you from Ye Tang?"
"If you are from Yetang, let me ask, are your Yetang's guns aimed at enemies or innocent people?"
Ye Fan shouted: "Stand up and answer me!"
Tang Ruoxue was stunned for a moment, then took out her cell phone and called.
Ye Feiyang was furious at first and was filled with murderous intent when Ye Fan slapped him, and was ready to kill Ye Fan at all costs.
But when he heard Mark's words, his heart couldn't help but sink.
Ye Tang's brand name is an invincible weapon for them, but it is also a constraint.
Once the news of tonight's incident spreads, even if Longdu officials dare not touch them, Ye Tang will punish them mercilessly out of reputation needs.
The faces of the men in red clothes changed drastically when they heard this, and the firearms they held were invisibly lowered.
Ye Fan's words made them even more afraid than moving away from their big backer. If they were not careful, they would destroy Ye Tang's reputation for decades.
Of course, there is another reason. Something Ye Fan said touched the bottom of their hearts... Yang Poju hurriedly shouted: "Don't slander people. It's you who come out to beat people. We are forced to fight back. Don't label Ye Tang."
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"We will only deal with you according to the rules of the world."
Yang Poju said confidently: "Don't talk about the media. Even if Yang Hongxing comes, they can't say anything about us."
"While we were fighting, I had one of my men go to the surveillance room and copy the surveillance."
Ye Fan sneered: "So now I have the truth about the gambling in hand."
"If you are not afraid, then let Yang Hongxing come over, let the police come over, let the reporters come over, and let's see the truth of the matter together."
Ye Fan took out his cell phone from his pocket and called up a surveillance camera, and then shouted to Tang Ruoxue: "Let Mr. Yang and the others come over."
"If you want me to call someone, I will give you a happy call."
Ye Fan said simply and neatly: "Notify all the media and call as many as they can."
After he knew what happened, he sent a message to Dugu Shang and immediately obtained the video of the gambling game in the surveillance room.
Yang Poju's expression changed dramatically, and he hurriedly made a call, but no one answered in the monitoring room. Apparently something had happened.
"Wait a minute!"
Just when Tang Ruoxue was about to press the last number, Ye Feiyang endured the severe pain on his face and roared.
Tang Ruoxue looked at him coldly.
Ye Feiyang, who had always dealt with the situation calmly, finally showed a trace of unwillingness: "Get out of the way and let them go..." He saw Yang Po's panic and knew that the consequences of fighting would be serious.
Ye Fan shouted: "Apologise!"
Ye Feiyang twitched the corner of his mouth, and then said to Tang Ruoxue: "I'm sorry."
"One more pair of hands is needed!"
Ye Fan's figure flashed, and he was in front of Yang Pojing in an instant, grabbing his hands with a click.
Break! The rules of the world are to cut off thousands of hands and slander both hands.
"Ah——" Yang Poju screamed, and then he held it back tightly.
"Walk!"
Ye Fan kicked Yang Poji away, and then pulled Tang Ruoxue away... He knew that he had caused a big trouble, but he still had no hesitation.
