Yang Manli was shocked to see Ye Fan regain his senses and tear up the contract.
This is the extremely expensive drug Guanyin Zui, and the target who is cast on it can hardly escape.
Unexpectedly, she used three times the amount of medicine and Ye Fan was still fine.
"I am a doctor, and a top doctor, and your little Guanyin drunkenness is of no use to me."
Ye Fan threw the torn contract on the ground: "And I have known for a long time that there is no free lunch in the world."
"You are so attentive when you have nothing to do, so naturally I will take precautions against you early on."
"It's just that I underestimated your despicability. I originally thought you were going to deal with me, but I didn't expect that you would also attack Zi Qi."
"And with outsiders..."
There was a hint of sadness in his voice: "You and Han Xiangbei really disappoint me."
"Ye Fan, you are about to die, how dare you act so presumptuously?"
Yang Manli lost her coquettishness and pulled out a gun with her backhand and pointed it at Ye Fan:
"I've allowed you to be arrogant for so long, it's time to accept it."
Almost at the same time, the door was kicked open, and a dozen men dressed in black surrounded Ye Fan.
There were three other people holding firearms and took two steps back to protect Yang Manli.
"Ye Fan, raise your hands and surrender wisely, and then transfer 20% of your shares to me."
Yang Manli stared at Ye Fan with sharp eyes and shouted: "Otherwise, you will die today."
Ye Fan smiled lightly: "Do you think they can trap me?"
"Ye Fan, I know you are very skilled. Even Master Nirvana can't beat you."
Yang Manli took a step back: "But I know better that no matter how powerful you are, you are still made of flesh and blood."
"Today, twelve Huang Realm masters are surrounding you, and there are three sharpshooters beside me."
"Are you going to hit me with your mouth?"
Her pretty face was very proud, no matter how awesome a person was, she couldn't stop a bullet.
"Like an ant."
Ye Fan finally didn't bother to say anything anymore. He moved and instantly rushed towards Yang Manli and others with his afterimage.
Twelve bodyguards dressed in black did not say a word, holding daggers and surrounded and killed Ye Fan mercilessly.
"Bang bang bang——"
Ye Fan showed no mercy and rushed forward with a series of heavy punches.
His speed is fast and ruthless.
Twelve Huang Realm masters didn't even touch Ye Fan's sleeves, and were punched to the ground by him each.
"How can it be!"
Yang Manli couldn't believe it. These bodyguards were all elites trained by the Yang family for decades. Each of them was capable of suppressing an area on his own.
And such a master couldn't withstand Ye Fan's blow. What kind of martial arts is this?
"shot!"
Seeing this, Yang Manli adjusted her strategy in due course and decisively ordered the shooting regardless of the small ward.
A bald man fired bullets without hesitation.
"boom--"
Almost as soon as the gunfire rang out, a cloud of smoke and dust suddenly exploded where Ye Fan was standing.
There is an extra hole in the wall cabinet.
It's just that there is no Ye Fan screaming that Yang Manli and the others want.
The bald man who fired the gun frowned slightly and fired another series of bullets.
The second and third gunmen also fired.
"Puff puff——"
Dozens of bullets poured down like rain, shooting at Ye Fan coldly and ruthlessly.
Ye Fan didn't panic at all, he used Windward Willow Step and walked calmly through the bullets.
The bullet either grazed his shoulder or disappeared through his clothes. It was extremely dangerous, but it did not harm Ye Fan at all.
Too perverted, too powerful.
Yang Manli felt her palms sweating, and there was a voice shouting in her heart:
"There shouldn't be such monsters in this world."
The three gunmen quickly ran out of bullets.
Their eyes were solemn, but they did not panic. They took out their magazines and loaded them.
This time, Ye Fan didn't give the other party a chance and moved in front of the bald man.
Punch out.
The bald man had no time to escape, and felt a pain in his abdomen, as if a cooked prawn had collapsed.
Ye Fan didn't stop there.
He appeared in front of the second gunman, stretched out his left hand, hooked it, and pinched it.
The second trained gunman fell to the ground with a bulging eye.
The firearm also slipped from the palm of his hand.
Ye Fan didn't look at his situation, he lunged forward and punched out again.
As soon as the third gunman raised his gun, his head swayed and collided with the wall.
He fell to the ground without saying a word.
"How is it possible? How can it be so powerful?"
Seeing Ye Fan killing everyone, even with firearms, and killing three gunmen, Yang Manli had a trace of regret in her eyes.
She is also a character. She thinks that she has a distinguished background and a deep city, but when facing a person like Ye Fan, she still feels fear from the bottom of her heart.
Masters and firearms are all useless against Ye Fan, they are too powerful.
Seeing Ye Fan slowly walking over, she could only raise the gun in her hand.
"Ye Fan, don't come over -"
But before the trigger was pulled, she felt her neck tighten and there was another person in front of her.
Ye Fan looked at her indifferently, looking at her like looking at an ant:
"When I entered the ward, I said, don't bully Ziqi anymore, and I won't treat you as enemies."
"But now it seems that you not only deal with Zi Qi, but also want my life. I was too naive after all."
"No, I am too kind."
"There are many people in China who can be my enemies, but they are definitely not like you, Yang Manli."
Ye Fan was still calm and calm, but the strength of his fingers increased invisibly, giving Yang Manli a feeling of suffocation.
"Ye Fan, do you want to be enemies with both the Han family and the Yang family?"
Yang Manli's eyelids twitched, but she kept her strength and shouted: "As long as you let me go, all grudges will be settled at once."
"Otherwise if something happens to me, you will also be in trouble..."
Yang Manli treated Ye Fan both softly and hard: "You can't imagine what the Yang family is capable of."
She hoped to impress Ye Fan, but unfortunately she looked up and saw only indifference in Ye Fan's eyes.
It was the gaze of a god that looked at all things like ants. This was the indifference of a person who could only kill someone with an iron heart.
Ye Fan held Yang Manli's neck as graceful as a swan: "Do you have any last words?"
Just a slight twist can make this woman's fragrance disappear.
"Ye Fan...everything is easy to discuss..."
At this moment, Yang Manli finally realized that all the trump cards she had used seemed to have no effect in front of Mark.
"If you kill me, you are certainly not afraid of revenge, but isn't Han Ziqi afraid too?"
Yang Manli was desperate and shouted hoarsely, "Are you going to take her to the end of the world?"
"That makes sense."
Ye Fan's fingers dissipated two points of strength, and he looked at Yang Manli who was coughing loudly and spoke.
"I don't care about revenge, but I have to consider Zi Qi."
"It's just too kind to let you go like this."
Ye Fan curled up into a sneer, then took out a silver needle and stabbed it into Yang Manli's head.
Yang Manli felt as if a hand rushed into her head, scattered the limbs and bones, and then penetrated into the bone marrow and even the heart.
But she had no power to resist at all.
After a moment, he pinched the silver needle on his head and shouted:
"rise!"
Yang Manli, who happened to be facing the mirror in the ward, could clearly see that all the veins on her cheeks were protruding, spreading across her entire facial features like weeds.
After a while, the veins all over her body appeared, densely packed, like tattoos, eerie and terrifying.
Yang Manli seems to have aged dozens of years all of a sudden.
Yang Manli could no longer suppress the fear in her heart and screamed tremblingly: "What is this..."
"This is a little restriction for you."
"These veins will appear like this every New Year's Eve, condense and shorten."
"If I don't resolve it, it will become more and more distorted, not only making you decades older, but also making you die of pain."
Following Ye Fan's words, Yang Manli's eyes were bloodshot and her hair was disheveled, like an evil ghost.
The veins suddenly became more obvious, as if they were breaking away from the skin and condensing into a ball, making her a person without veins.
"ah!"
Yang Manli let out a shrill scream.
She only felt that her whole body was being cramped and skinned, and her internal organs, internal organs, bone marrow, and blood vessels were all torn apart.
It hurts, it hurts, it hurts so much.
Moreover, she looked too old and ugly in the mirror, and she wished that Mark would shoot her.
Ye Fan inserted several silver needles.
Yang Manli instantly returned to her original charming self.
The pain disappeared instantly.
Ye Fan looked at her and said indifferently: "From now on, you are my dog."
"Yes, Master."
When Yang Manli heard this, she knelt down suddenly.
She never wanted to experience the torture that was worse than death just now in her life.
And even though she had suffered so much humiliation, there was a hint of hope deep in her heart, as if she had always longed to be conquered by a strong man...
"Prepare the car and go to the cemetery."
Ye Fan turned around and left the ward without even looking at the woman:
