Chapter 185

"Give it to me!" Brother long showed his ferocious face and pointed to Ye Fan's roar.

With the falling of the voice, the dark crowd turned into a frightening beast and rushed towards Ye Fan with a machete.

"Painter, come with me." Ye Fan grabbed the painter's arm and ran to the grocery store with Lin Lin.

Brother long didn't expect that ye fan had such courage to run directly to the dead end. He was scared out of his wits and rushed to the dark crowd.

Haozi took out his bright spring knife and rushed towards Ye Fan with his four younger brothers.

"Pa..."

Several crisp slaps sounded. Haozi and his men flew out and hit the wall hard.

After cleaning up Haozi, Ye Fan hurried to the hall. Only then did he find that there was a hole in it. The back wall was dug out alive, revealing a chess and card room. There were more than a dozen gamblers sitting in it, playing happily one by one.

"Get out of here."

Ye Fan severely stepped on one of the tables and scolded the gamblers.

"Grass, who are you?"

A middle-aged man had a very hot temper. When he got up, he just felt a figure passing from the top of his head and shooting directly into the wall behind him.

He looked in horror and found that it was a card, which shot the wall out of the crack and stuck in it.

When the people around saw this scene, they were scared and rushed out without stopping.

At this time, the chess and card room was very chaotic. With people outside coming in and people inside going out, the gathering place at the door suddenly became ants on the hot pot.

Ye Fan seized this opportunity and put all the tables around him in front of him, forming a hard fortress, blocking the painters Ye Fan and Lin Lin behind.

"Painter, panic?"

Ye Fan lightly took a cigarette out of his pocket, lit it, put it in his mouth and looked at the painter with a smile.

"No, don't panic. The big deal is to die here."

To Ye Fan's surprise, the painter was very calm and looked at the scene calmly.

Only Lin Lin, an old man, was scared like a dog. His body kept shaking. He was smart and scared in his eyes. He muttered to himself, "what evil did I do in my last life and why did I become like this?"

"Han Bi!"

Ye Fan turned his eyes in disdain and said to Lin Lin.

After all, the old man has no sympathy. He not only gnaws at the old man, but also gambles. Even knowing that he has lost 500000, he dares to gamble with this 1 million.

Isn't this death?

With the effort of a cigarette, the chaos at the door has been completely solved. Brother long came with a dignified face, followed by more than 100 people, looking domineering.

"Waste, wasn't it arrogant before? Show me another one who has the ability."

Brother long glanced at the three, smiled contemptuously and said comfortably.

After all, I was tortured like that by the two people in front of me. I must return this evil spirit.

However, he can slowly torture these two people and make them miserable.

"Brother long, do you know you are a failure, and the most failure is that bad people die of talking too much."

Ye Fan's eyes flashed a trace of contempt, smiled and shook his head, without any panic on his face.

"Die hard." Brother long snorted coldly and sat lightly on the next chair. Instead of directing his men to work directly, he looked at them jokingly.

He wanted to see when they would kneel and surrender to themselves in the endless suffering and torture.

"OK, that's enough. It seems that it's time to do it." Ye Fan stretches lazily and picks up an arm length steel pipe from the ground. He doesn't know who dropped it. It's just the right size.

"Pop..."

In the people's incredible eyes, Ye Fan took a gentle step, crossed the table, jumped outside, and looked calmly at more than 100 people in front of him.

"Grass, give it to me. It really gives you a fucking face." Brother Long's angry face was livid and said viciously.

The bastard not only didn't kneel down and beg for mercy as he imagined, but also looked at himself contemptuously. The corner of his mouth raised a disdainful smile.

This made his self-esteem greatly insulted, and the whole person was extremely angry.

Ye Fan's eyes showed a firm look. His body turned into a lone wolf. He picked up the steel pipe and plunged into the dark crowd.

Where you go, there is no grass.

This sentence can be used to describe Ye Fan at this time. He is like a God coming down to earth. While avoiding the attack of the people around him, he waves a steel pipe on the faces of the people around him. His means are extremely cruel and his strength is very great.

The man who almost got hit by Ye Fan's stick had no possibility of getting up.

For a time, the scene changed a little strange. Ye Fan was like a loach covered with mucus, walking around in the crowd and harvesting his head.

The original dark crowd was even less than half, leaving only the other half standing at the scene.

"Grandson, don't look at you. You're the only one left." Ye Fan rushed at the last vigorous step and hit the man on the head with a stick, and he fainted.

In an instant, the atmosphere was quiet. Not only brother long, but also the painter looked silly, stared wide, and an egg could be directly stuffed into his mouth.

Ye Fan's strength is a little too rebellious, isn't it?

This is a living more than 100 people, not to mention they are still holding machetes. Under the condition of zero chance of winning, Ye Fan actually won?

And undamaged, the whole person leisurely and freely stood in place.

Brother long was too frightened to speak, and his body stiffened directly on the chair.

"Well, what did I say before? Bad people always die of talking too much." Ye Fan smiled, picked up a machete and walked slowly towards brother long.

At the moment, Ye Fan is a living God of death who can crush him at any time in brother Long's eyes.

He wanted to beg for mercy, but there seemed to be something stuck in his throat. No matter how hard he tried, he just couldn't speak.

"Click..."

The sword fell in his hand, and brother Long's head fell down.

"Come on, get down to business..."

Ye Fan smiled, wiped the blood on his face and said to the painter.

……

As soon as Ye Fan left with his front feet, Sirius with his back feet rushed in with a group of people. Seeing the scene in front of him, a strong shock appeared on Sirius's face.

The whole person was stunned like an electric shock.