Even Zheng Fei himself couldn't believe that he could use such a domineering sword technique, which was definitely the most perfect move he had ever pursued in his life.

Sharp as lightning, sharp as snow, long rainbow through the sun, at this second, he felt that he was almost integrated with the sword light, the pores of his whole body were transparent, and the feathers turned into immortals.

It's cool.

Straight down, the dazzling light illuminated the corners of Ye Fan's smiling mouth, whoosh! The blade cut into his forehead, slashing to the end, breaking Ye Fan's body!

The confidence in Zheng Fei's eyes also disappeared because of this moment, and the scene of his budget blood splattering did not appear, and he quickly realized that this knife was empty!

It's late.

Ye Fan didn't know when he appeared behind him, and with a gentle push of his palm, he slapped Zheng Fei's back!

It seemed to be an understatement, but Zheng Fei, a big man who had been tested by both the military and the underworld, spurted a string of blood from his mouth, slammed straight into the wall, rolled a few times, and couldn't get up anymore with his back hunched.

"Do you know why I counted the numbers?" Ye Fan squatted down and looked at Zheng Fei's face coughing and spurting blood with a smile.

This smile is simply a devil's smile, Zheng Fei has blood lines dripping on his teeth, and he struggles to look up at him.

Ye Fan looked around and said with a smile: "You have a way to heaven, and there is no way to kill yourself in hell." It just so happens that Uncle Ye is short of money to spend, so let's quote your own price first. ”

These sixteen people, in his eyes, are not people at all, they are sixteen gods of wealth who send money to the door.

Express ...... Call the police......" Zheng Fei stretched out his finger and shouted to his accomplices.

"Call the police, I'll go! Do you have the discipline to do it! Do you have the consciousness to be a gangster?" Ye Fan grabbed a steel pipe and scolded Zheng Fei while scolding, "I told you to call the police, report it again! There is no lower limit of stupidity, waste, sissy! Be a gangster to such a point, you deserve to be beaten!"

Every time the steel pipe was pumped, the eyelids of all the people watching jumped violently, and Da Fei Ge rolled on the ground, begging for mercy in his mouth, screaming and screaming, like a battered prisoner without the power to resist.

Lu Qingyu heard this kind of howl that did not look like a human being in the bathroom, and he was anxious, and rushed out in a panic regardless of his safety.

"Brother Ye...... You, are you alright?"

Ye Fan threw away the stick, clapped his hands, and said with a smile: "Haha, it's okay." It's just that I'm a little tired from playing and my wrists are sore. ”

Lu Qingyu looked at the living room cautiously, walked over lightly and asked, "Do you want to call the police?"

Ye Fan pinched his chin and said with a righteous face: "I think forget it, as soon as the police come, their lives will be ruined, give them a chance to change their past mistakes and be a new person." ”

"Well, I'll listen to you. Lu Qingyu nodded with adoration on his face.

The gangsters heard their heartbreaks, and it was better to be arrested by the police than to be in his hands.

Ye Fan swept around, landed on the flower shirt, and walked to him with a smile.

"Are you scared, do I look scary, let's say, how much is your life worth?" Staring at the frightened face of the flower shirt lying on the floor and moving backwards, Ye Fan squatted down very kindly.

The flower shirt moved to the root of the wall, and there was no way to escape, and said in a trembling voice: "Big, big brother, five or five thousand lines will not work......

"Five thousand, okay!" Ye Fan smiled generously, and just when everyone thought he was merciful, the flower shirt suddenly let out an inhuman scream, and at the same time, a crisp sound came from his lower body.

That left leg was broken from under the waist, and the leg was broken!

Ye Fan's evil smile was still on his lips, and he raised his voice and said, "Get a discount, five thousand yuan a leg, it's interesting enough." ”

"No, no, fifty thousand, I'll give fifty thousand......" Hua Shirt cried through gritted teeth.

"Well, for the sake of you bringing customers for me, 50,000 is 50,000. Hearing this, the gangsters of the Four Seas Society really wanted to rush up and slaughter the flower shirt.

Click, Ye Fan's fingers shook with lightning and connected to the left leg of the flower shirt.

Dismantling and reassembling it, the technique is flexible and fast, and it is more than the oldest orthopedic surgeon.

"I'll have to work for you later, the handling fee for this leg treatment is 10,000 yuan!" Ye Fan got up and dragged the towel to wipe his hands, and looked at the others with a smile: "What is your offer? ”

"Six, sixty thousand...... Big brother, I only have so much money......"

"Seventy thousand, I will give seventy thousand......"

"Eighty thousand!"

...... "Two hundred thousand!"

Listening to the huge numbers that soared all the way, Lu Qingyu's eyes only left a look of shock and admiration. He was alone, shocked the audience, and asked these villains who did all kinds of evil to wag their tails and beg for mercy, in Lu Qingyu's eyes, Ye Fan's smile was really the most beautiful, which made her obsessed and deeply intoxicated.

"Good! Very good!" When they were unable to raise the price any more, the lowest price had risen to 350,000 yuan! The price of Zheng Fei, the boss, was firmly in the first place, reaching 1 million.

Ye Fan clapped his palms and laughed happily, came to Zheng Fei again, looked down at him and said, "How much does Lu Yongsheng owe you?"

"Six...... Six million ......" Zheng Fei looked up and saw his smiling face that was not worth his life, and hurriedly changed his words: "No, no, no, no money!"

"What you said!" Ye Fan pointed at him and laughed heartily: "Yes, there is growth, leave half of the people, and the rest will come over with money! What did my living room and the outside corridor look like just now, and after two hours, give me what it will look like!"

Turning around, he asked the gangsters again, "Who had the lowest price just now?"

One hand pointed at the flower shirt in unison, at this time, the word righteousness had already become a fart.

"It's you again, I'm so sorry, I'm sorry, I'm sorry, let's lick the floor of this living room for me first!"

Hua Shirt rolled his eyes, foamed at the mouth, and fainted directly.

Ye Fan's ambiguous smile turned to Zheng Fei, as if he was waiting for something and instructing something.

"Don't wake him up yet, go to work, get money to ransom people!" Da Fei Ge roared in anger with blood flowing from his mouth.

A group of young brothers are busy with the division of labor, tidying up the living room, cleaning the garbage, calling someone to install the security door, the outside walls are also freshly painted, and the furniture is completely in accordance with the previous appearance, pulling new sofas, coffee tables, and chairs from the home market......

The TV, air conditioning, carpets have also been renewed.

Opening the door, Ye Fan sat cross-legged on the sofa and counted the piles of bundled banknotes in the plastic bag: "100,000, 200,000...... 3,400,000 ......"

A huge sum of 7.6 million yuan! Zhen Nyima is rich, and he is worthy of being a usurious underworld!

Sixteen people looked at him with crooked eyes, looking at the cash that was already surnamed Ye.

A wad of unopened hundred-dollar bills taken out of the bank counter was piled up into a pyramid.

"Okay, Da Fei, this matter will be written off, and the two will not owe each other. Ye Fan weighed a few stacks of 10,000 yuan bills in his hand, and said lightly: "You can go." ”

The gangsters waited for this sentence so that their necks were almost stretched into giraffes, and they breathed a sigh of relief at the same time.

"Slow ......" When these guys nodded and turned around and walked back, Ye Fan stretched out his voice, making everyone's hearts cold for a moment.

What else is he going to do?

The corners of his eyes slanted at each other, Zheng Fei had no choice but to turn around and ask, "Boss...... What else do you command?"

"Repay the debt, Lu Yongsheng's debt, I will pay it back for me!" Ye Fan pushed most of the stack of cash aside with both hands, which was a lot more than six million.

"Huh?" the crowd looked back at him in unison, unable to believe it was true.

The huge amount of money in his hand was spit out again, why was he so stupid?

"My brother, I'll carry it for him. Ye Fan threw up the plastic bag and put the red and colorful bills back that had been lit.

The gangsters were collectively dumbfounded, and when Zheng Fei looked at Ye Fan again, his eyes were already full of awe and surrender.

Lu Qingyu looked at Ye Fan in a daze, stupid.