"Haha, Ma Yingjun, I just think it's funny!" Ye Fan continued to laugh and mock.
His expression had completely made Ma Yingjun angry, and he was so angry that he wanted to kill Ye Fan now, but he still wanted to know why Ye Fan suddenly laughed.
"Do you think you're funny?" Ma Yingjun asked with a gloomy face.
Ye Fan waved his hands hurriedly: "No, no, no, I really can't stand it anymore, otherwise I will laugh to death!"
"It's not me who's funny, but you. I think you, the number one son of Linhai City, Mr. Ma, are actually afraid of me!"
Ma Yingjun stood up suddenly and stared at Ye Fan:
"What are you talking about? Just you? When your Ye family didn't collapse, I, Ma Yingjun, didn't take you seriously. What's more, your Ye family no longer exists, will I be afraid of you?"
Finally, he gritted his teeth and said, "I, Ma Yingjun, want to play with you to death, and it only takes a few minutes. I am not afraid to tell you that no matter whether you beg me for mercy today or not, no matter how you beg me for mercy, you, Ye Fan, will die!"
"Really? But why don't you dare to tell me about my parents? Aren't you afraid of me? What are you?"
Ye Fan continued to laugh and asked.
Before Ma Yingjun could speak, Ye Fan said again: "Don't explain anything, your Ma Yingjun just has a false reputation!"
"Ha ha!"
Ma Yingjun felt that his chest was about to explode with anger. He pointed at Ye Fan with one hand and yelled: "Ye Fan, you bastard, do you think I will be afraid of you? I'm just afraid of other people!"
"who?"
Ye Fan asked hurriedly.
Ma Yingjun instantly realized what he said wrongly and looked at Ye Fan's serious expression.
He immediately understood that it was Ye Fan who had set a trap for him earlier.
Pointing one hand at Ye Fan, he shouted with extreme anger: "Brother Bao, kill him now and I will give you five million!"
Yan Bao didn't care what they were talking about, as long as he made money.
Without any hesitation, he immediately picked up a wine bottle on the coffee table and hit Ye Fan hard on the head!
"Bang--!"
"Bang!"
The wine bottle was shattered on the ground.
However, the bottle did not hit Ye Fan on the head, but was blocked by him with his arm.
This attack is nothing to Ye Fan, not even scratching.
Yan Bao also held a broken wine bottle with a sharp tip in his hand. He aimed it at Ye Fan's heart and stabbed it directly with a fatal move.
There was a cruel look on Ye Fan's lips, thinking to himself, it seems that he is too kind.
He quickly took action, grabbed Yan Bao's wrist, and twisted it downwards.
"Crack!"
A crisp voice came.
"ah!"
Immediately afterwards.
There was another scream like a slaughtered pig.
I saw Yan Bao's palm hanging at 90 degrees!
His hands are useless!
However, Yan Bao was also jealous, raised the fist of his other hand, and hit Ye Fan in the face with all his strength.
"Crack!"
However.
His movements were too slow. Not only was he easily avoided by Ye Fan, his arm was pulled down hard by Ye Fan, and his arm was instantly disabled!
"Hoo ho!"
"Bang--!"
The pain from his hands was unbearable for Yan Bao, and he fell directly on the sofa, with beads of sweat as big as beans appearing on his forehead.
Ma Yingjun on the other side was stunned. He didn't expect that Yan Bao was no match for Ye Fan. Seeing Yan Bao lying on the sofa with a painful look on his face, he subconsciously took a few steps back.
He shouted to Yan Bao: "Brother Bao, call your men quickly!"
He just finished speaking.
The private room door was opened.
Ma Yingjun looked over and saw that the person who opened the private room was a young man. This young man Ma Yingjun had seen before and was Yan Bao's subordinate.
He was immediately overjoyed and hurriedly shouted: "Hurry up and call someone, Brother Bao has been beaten!"
The young man standing at the door heard this.
He immediately shouted outside: "Brother Bao has been beaten!"
Just hearing the sound of pedaling, a group of people ran towards the private room.
In just one minute, more than thirty people came to the private room. When these thirty people came in, they saw the boss, Yan Bao, lying on the sofa breathing heavily.
He hurriedly asked from the air: "Brother Bao, how are you?"
Yan Bao looked at Ye Fan gloomily: "Kill him!"
"kill!"
After hearing Yan Bao's words, a group of boys immediately shouted without hesitation and rushed towards Ye Fan like wild beasts.
After Ma Yingjun saw these people, he immediately breathed a sigh of relief, sat leisurely on the sofa, and picked up a glass of red wine to calm down his shock.
When he saw Yan Bao's two hands were destroyed before, he mentally agreed that his own hands would be destroyed, but now it seems that he thinks that his worries are in vain. This is Yan Bao's territory, how could anything happen to him?
On the contrary, something will definitely happen to Ye Fan, because now he not only has a grudge against himself, but also has a deep grudge against Yan Bao.
While tasting the red wine, he said: "Ye Fan, are you playing with me? Why are you playing with me? Just with your little force?"
"What a joke. In what era do we still need force?"
"Bang bang!"
"ah!"
However.
As soon as he took a sip, he saw that five people had fallen down, and they never got up after falling. They were lying on the ground, completely losing their fighting ability.
On the other hand, nothing happened to Ye Fan. These people didn't even touch his clothes.
Yan Bao was also shocked. He had already felt that Ye Fan's skills were extraordinary from his previous fight, but he never expected that he would be so extraordinary.
This fighting power is simply not weaker than that of Ah Fei next to Brother Tian!
He had a vague premonition that dozens of people like him were no match for Mark.
Seeing Ma Yingjun who was still thinking about drinking red wine, he cursed in his heart, MD, you are so heartless. If it weren't for you, the labor and management would not mess with such a person.
But now that we have taken action today, there is no turning back, otherwise labor and management will lose their hand.
He shouted to Ma Yingjun: "Mr. Ma, you should have Brother Tian's phone number, right?"
When Ma Yingjun heard this, he hurriedly replied: "Yes!"
"Hurry up and call Brother Tian and tell him that something happened to Dihuang KTV!" Yan Bao had lost strength in his hands, so he couldn't reach his cell phone.
Seeing the situation at the scene, Ma Yingjun wanted to call Wu Xiongtian for a long time. He immediately took out his mobile phone and made a quick call.
One minute.
No more, no less.
Dozens of Yan Bao's men all fell to the ground, and some were even stacked on top of each other like stacks of Arhats.
These people who fell to the ground all have one thing in common, that is, they scream!
Some were covering their stomachs, some were covering their hands, and some were holding their heads. However, Ye Fan did not take their lives. After all, with so many people, taking their lives would be a big deal.
Ye Fan walked step by step towards Ma Yingjun, who was already stunned.
When he arrived in front of him, Ma Yingjun felt that there was only Mark Ye Fan in his eyes. He woke up, trembling all over, with fear in his eyes.
Is this still Ye Fan? He is simply a devil. When he saw himself in school before, he always respected himself very much and was even a little afraid of himself.
If he has this ability, he doesn't need to be afraid of himself at all. Why is this? Could it be that he was just pretending before?
"Ye Fan, what do you want to do?"
Ye Fan stretched out his hand, pushed the wine bottle on the coffee table to the other side, sat on the coffee table, and looked at Ma Yingjun: "Aren't you clear about what I want to do?"
Soon.
His tone was extremely cold, and there was no trace of humanity at all:
"Tell me, what do you know? Where are my parents? Does the downfall of my Ye family have anything to do with your Ma family?"
Ma Yingjun immediately retorted: "The collapse of your Ye family has nothing to do with us. I don't know anything about your parents at all!"
"I don't know? It seems you don't need to be serious. You think your life is too comfortable!"
Ye Fan said, and quickly tapped Ma Yingjun's body a few times. These taps were not ordinary touches, but acupuncture points!