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Chapter 107 Funeral Expenses, I Pay

Can't move?

All fools know that there is nothing they can do. Yuan Jing and the others looked at each other in surprise, not knowing what to say. Is Chen Guangrong going to bow his head like Zhou Suo?

What kind of approach does Ye Fan take that even Chen Guangrong has to compromise?

Yuan Jing is completely exhausted mentally and physically, why can't she move?

Chen Guangrong's expression was stiff and uglier than crying. Those who were careful noticed that the fists of this domineering man were behind his back, with veins protruding and nails digging into his flesh.

Angry.

"Just know that I can't move. Let Chen Liyang see me walking around in the future, otherwise I'll beat him every time I see him."

Ye Fan smiled gloomily and stepped on Chen Liyang's leg again.

Chen Liyang screamed again.

Chen Guangrong's face darkened: "Ye Fan, you are going too far to deceive others."

He felt that he could hardly control himself, and several times he had the urge to seize his men's guns.

Ye Fan snorted coldly: "I just bullied you, why?"

"Dozens of people just joined forces to bully me. Did I say that bullying was too much?"

"Remember, when you see me next time, walk around me, otherwise I will beat you every time I see you."

After saying that, Ye Fan stepped on Chen Liyang again, and then wandered towards the stairs.

Damn it!

Too arrogant!

The three Chen men couldn't hold themselves back, pointed their guns at Ye Fan and shouted: "I will pay for your life."

Before he could pull the trigger, Ye Fan had already swiped his left hand, and several chopsticks flew out from the table and shot into their wrists.

"ah--"

The three of them let out a scream at the same time, and all took two steps back, and their guns fell to the ground one after another.

They looked at Ye Fan in disbelief, never expecting that Ye Fan could pierce their hands with chopsticks.

The three of them subconsciously went to pick up the guns, but Ye Fan had already arrived in front of them, grabbed three chopsticks, and dropped them with a swipe.

This time, the left hands of the three were directly nailed to the floor.

Blood flowed.

"ah--"

Another burst of shrill screams made Yuan Jing and the others tremble.

Ye Fan's ruthlessness exceeded their imagination.

The three injured people could not stand up or take out their chopsticks. They could only fall to the ground, their faces full of panic and fear.

Unruly, completely dissipated.

Ye Fan is a devil in their eyes.

More than a dozen Chen men gnashed their teeth, but no one dared to act rashly anymore. They could only stare at Ye Fan.

"Why don't you get out of the way?"

Ye Fan said calmly: "Are you looking for death?"

Yuan Jing and the others were also slightly in a daze. They never expected that Ye Fan would be so rampant. What was even worse was that Chen Guangrong and the others were helpless.

"Get out of the way, get out of the way."

Chen Guangrong held back his anger: "The mountains will not turn, but the water will turn. We will definitely meet again."

This sentence was completely gnashed, like a poisonous snake spitting out its tongue.

He vowed to take revenge.

"Asshole, you talk so much and yell so much, but you just don't dare to kill me."

At this time, Chen Liyang, who had relieved the pain, was half-kneeling on the ground, staring at Ye Fan's back and grinning:

"You know the consequences of killing me will be serious, right?"

"Ye Fan, this is the difference between you and me. No matter how angry you are, you only dare to beat me and break my hands and feet, but you don't dare to kill me."

"As for me, as long as you give me a chance, I dare to kill you and your whole family without worrying about the consequences."

"No matter how good you are in fighting, no matter how powerful you are, you are still a loser."

"Your and my class determine my lower limit, which is your upper limit."

"Just wait, I will kill you sooner or later. Even if I can't kill you, I can still kill Tang Ruoxue and your mother..."

He laughed wildly and was indescribably proud. The hanging thread was the hanging thread and would never turn the world upside down.

Yuan Jing and the others were also on top again, jokingly looking at Ye Fan who was about to leave, making a fuss, and finally got out of the house.

Although it's a bit awkward to treat a funeral as a happy event, it might make my heart feel a little more relaxed.

Ye Fan looked back at Chen Liyang: "Touch my family?"

"You can fight and have a backer. It will be difficult for me to touch you, but your family can't, right?"

"There will always be times when you are not with them, right? There will always be times when you are not fully protected, right?"

"There's always a time when they're alone, and there's always a time when they take a nap, right?"

Chen Liyang smiled wildly, as if to cover up the fear in his heart, or to vent his resentment towards Mark:

"Don't give me a chance, or see how I kill them."

He was seriously injured today and lost face. His father and the Chen family were also in trouble. Chen Liyang couldn't accept it in his heart. He wanted to get some luck no matter what.

But what he said was true. No matter how powerful Ye Fan was, he couldn't follow the people around him all day long. It would be easy for Chen Liyang to find opportunities to attack him.

With Chen Liyang's money and power, it will definitely not be too difficult to kill Shen Biqin and Tang Ruoxue.

Chen Guangrong also narrowed his eyes slightly, as if he would settle the score sooner or later.

Ye Fan's eyes flashed with murderous intent, and he smiled brightly at Chen Guangrong: "Your son is very arrogant. He threatens me and will cheat his father. I don't care?"

"I can't control it."

Chen Guangrong seemed to have figured out Ye Fan's weakness in not daring to make a fatal move, so his old face showed a bit of contempt and disdain.

He didn't dare to touch Ye Fan, but Ye Fan didn't dare to touch the bottom line.

Ye Fan asked: "Can't you control it?"

"I can't control it."

Chen Guangrong asked provocatively: "How about you take care of it?"

"good--"

Ye Fan nodded slightly, took out a stack of cash, and threw it into the air.

"Wow--"

Paper flowers fill the sky.

"Tell the Chen family that I will pay for the funeral expenses of Chen and his son..."

After the words fell, Ye Fan walked down the stairs. Huang Dongqiang, who had been ignored, suddenly rushed forward, holding guns in both hands and shooting...

Chen Liyang and Yuan Jing instantly became a sieve.

"Bang--"

With the last shot, Huang Dongqiang directly killed Chen Guangrong...

Chaos in the tea house...

At five o'clock in the afternoon, Ye Fan came out of Zhonghai Police Station.

Get away whole body.

Chen Guangrong and Chen Liyang died, and he was investigated by the police according to regulations, but the murderer was finally determined to be Huang Dongqiang, who had nothing to do with Ye Fan.

Chen Liyang and Huang Dongqiang had a hatred for seizing their wives, and even beat and humiliated the latter in public. Huang Dongqiang had a strong motive for killing in revenge.

Ye Fan and Huang Dongqiang have always been incompatible. Not long ago, Huang Dongqiang beat Ye Fan severely, so it was impossible for Ye Fan to instigate Huang Dongqiang to kill someone.

Ye Fan's fault was that he hurt people in public. The fact that Yang Qianqian and others' testimonies also proved that Ye Fan did not shoot, so he was released on bail worth one million yuan.

Although Huang Dongqiang was arrested and imprisoned, his terminal liver cancer meant that the Chen family and his son and Yuan Jing would not get justice.

Standing at the door, Ye Fan looked at the sunset, which was infinitely beautiful.

Although there was a lot of blood on his hands, Ye Fan felt that everything was worth it when he thought that Tang Ruoxue was gone without Chen Liyang's time bomb.

He wanted to go to the hospital to see Tang Ruoxue and explain about Caesar's Palace, but he saw a red Ferrari roaring past.

The car drifted and landed next to Ye Fan. The car window rolled down, revealing a charming face.

"Please get in the car..."

Song Hongyan smiled tenderly: "My king..."


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