Ye Bufan smiled coldly: "In that case, let's talk the truth with our fists."
"Father, kill this guy to avenge me, and you must cut him into pieces..."
Seeing that the other party still had no intention of letting her go, Li Ying immediately shouted loudly.
But before he could finish shouting, he was slapped to the ground by Ye Bufan.
"Did I let you talk?"
"Boy, how dare you!"
Li Minghai could no longer suppress the anger in his heart and slapped him with a fierce palm.
As soon as he took action, a figure flashed in front of him. Ye Tian was already standing in front of him, raising his hand and punching out.
The fists and palms met, and there was a bang, and the violent airflow instantly smashed the surrounding tables and chairs into pieces.
Then a figure flew backwards like a kite with its string broken, and it turned out to be Li Minghai who had been knocked out.
He was just a mid-level martial saint, so how could he be Ye Tian's opponent.
"you……"
Li Minghai flew dozens of meters before he stabilized his body. He felt a sharp pain in his arm. He looked down and saw that his entire arm was red and swollen, and it was almost intact.
At this moment, there was a turmoil in his heart. He never dreamed that the other party's strength would be so powerful.
He asked solemnly: "Who are you?"
Ye Bufan completely ignored this question, and what greeted him was Ye Tian's powerful punch.
Li Minghai didn't dare to be careless this time. He drew out the long sword from behind and slashed at Ye Tian's fist with a sword light.
The swordsmanship of the Diancang Sect is known as the best. In his opinion, since his boxing skills cannot suppress the opponent, he should use the sword.
Ye Tian was still fearless in the face of the slashed sword light and punched him hard.
There was just a crisp sound as the fists and swords intersected, and the long sword was blown into pieces by Ye Tian's punch, scattering all over the sky.
"this……"
Li Minghai's face was full of horror. He never expected that the opponent's body would be so strong.
You must know that even if the sword in his hand is not a peerless magic weapon, it is definitely a top-grade sword, but it was shattered by a punch like this.
"Wait a minute, we should have a nice talk."
Li Minghai saw that he was definitely no match for the opponent, and immediately shouted loudly.
Ye Bufan smiled calmly, "Aren't I talking to you? I'm just trying to reason with my fists."
As soon as he finished speaking, Ye Tian punched out again. At this time, Li Minghai had no way to retreat and could only force himself to punch again.
The two fists collided together, and there was a click. This time, his arm was split into two pieces by Ye Tian's punch.
"ah!"
Li Minghai screamed and saw Ye Tian rushing towards him again like a wild beast. He quickly shouted: "I give up, little brother, I give up."
"Come back!" Ye Bufan didn't want to kill him, so he called Ye Tian back and said jokingly, "What, does it make sense?"
Li Minghai held his broken arm and said bitterly: "Tell me, what do you want?"
Ye Bufan said: "It's very simple. Just like your son, kneel down and apologize."
"This is impossible, I am from the Diancang sect..."
Before Li Minghai could finish these words, he was slapped to the ground by Ye Tian. Finally, he grabbed the collar, lifted it up, and threw it hard in front of Ye Bufan.
"this……"
Li Minghai was filled with anger and grievance. As the son of the leader of the Diancang Sect, when had he ever suffered such humiliation in so many years?
But there is no way now. With his little cultivation, there is no room for resistance in front of others.
Ye Bufan knelt down and looked at him with a joking smile: "Is it okay now?"
"Can……"
Just as Li Minghai was mid-sentence, he suddenly jumped into the air and rushed directly towards Ye Bufan.
According to his thoughts, even though he is not Ye Tian's opponent, he can definitely take down the young man in front of him.
As long as you have a hostage in your hands, everything will be easy to handle.
But he didn't see that at the moment he took action, there was a flash of ridicule in the eyes of several people around him.
Li Minghai was originally worried that Ye Tian would come to rescue him, but the other party stood quietly beside him, not even intending to take action.
Before he could realize what was going on, there was a snapping sound in his ears, and a big mouth slapped him to the ground.
"Well……"
He was completely stunned. The opponent's slap directly shattered his body-protecting Qi. He was also a Martial Saint-level strongman, or in other words, a higher level of cultivation.
"How can this be?"
If his face wasn't so hot, he couldn't believe it was true.
How old is the young man in front of me? He has reached the realm of martial saint in his twenties. How evil does this have to be?
Ye Bufan looked at him and smiled: "How was it? Do you want to do it again?"
"I..." Li Minghai gritted his teeth, "Boy, even if you have some skills, I am a member of the Diancang sect, and my father is a strong person in the Imperial Realm..."
"Snapped!"
Before he could finish speaking, another big mouth slapped him in the face.
After the beating, Ye Bufan casually took a bamboo stick from the side and said, "It seems that both of you, father and son, have the same temperament. They always like to talk about the Cangpai. It seems that I still want to have a good chat with you about the art of barbecue."
OK."
After saying that, his eyes fell on Li Minghai's lower abdomen. Do you think I should wear the left one or the right one first?
"Well……"
Li Minghai immediately understood what the art of barbecue was all about. Although he was old now, it was still useful to keep that thing.
Moreover, if he was really raped and this kind of thing spread, their Dian Cang sect would not have any dignity at all.
"Little brother, I was wrong. I kneel down and apologize!"
The guy covered his lower abdomen with both hands and quickly changed his words, fearing that the bamboo stick would fall if he moved slower.
"This is a good attitude." Ye Bufan smiled slightly, "Let's get started, hurry up."
This time Li Minghai did not dare to hesitate at all, and knelt down in front of the boss and his daughter with a plop.
"I'm sorry. It was my fault. It was my fault in educating my children. It was my Dian Cang faction who bullied others. I apologize to you..."
After saying that, he turned to look at Ye Bufan: "Little brother, can we go?"
"Of course not, don't you see? My business has been disrupted by you, so I have to lose some money no matter what!"
Ye Bufan said, "Let me make the decision for you. I won't ask for more, and I will pay you 1 million!"
"Uh...1 million..."
Li Minghai and his son almost choked on their own saliva. How much is this small shop worth? He opened his mouth to ask for 1 million, and he didn't even say he wanted more!
Although the Diancang sect also has secular property and some savings, it is still too frustrating to spend the money.
He said: "Well, 1 million is too much, right? The total losses here are only 10,000 to 20,000 yuan."
"The economic loss is 10,000 yuan, and your son robbed someone else and the mental loss is 990,000 yuan. What, is this a high number?"
Ye Bufan said and picked up the bamboo stick again, "How about we have a good talk?"
"No need to talk, this number is not much at all, we will pay you right away."
Li Minghai trembled with fright when he saw the bamboo stick. He quickly took out his mobile phone to transfer money and quickly transferred 1 million into the barbecue restaurant's account.
After paying the money, he said again: "Little brother, can we leave this time?"
