"Ah -" Amidst the screams of the charming women, Ye Fan's dagger flashed again, and with a thunderous strike, Zheng Junqing's palm, which was propped up on the table, was nailed to the table.
The blade pierced the palm of the hand and penetrated the table. The two were directly connected, and a stream of blood spattered, making everyone's expressions stagnant.
Zheng Junqing screamed again: "Ah——" The charming woman instinctively trembled in fear.
Zheng Shengzhuang opened her mouth wide and forgot to shout.
Zheng Junqing looked at the drink dripping from his head, and then at the bloody hole that suddenly appeared on his palm. He even forgot about the pain.
He couldn't accept the reality at all. He didn't expect that Ye Fan would dare to use the knife and directly destroy one of his hands.
"Whoosh!"
Ye Fan didn't give everyone time to react, and flashed his left hand again.
He grabbed a fruit knife on the table, dropped it again, and pinned Zheng Junqing's other hand to the table without mercy.
The fruit knife once again pierced a line of blood, staining the table shockingly.
The beautiful women almost fell to the ground.
Zheng Junqing gritted his teeth, but finally couldn't help screaming: "Ah -" "Ye Fan!"
Zheng Shengzhuang couldn't stop roaring angrily, then grabbed a gun and was about to shoot when she saw Ye Fan wave his right hand.
Half of the cigar burned her hand, causing her wrist to flick, and the gun fell to the ground with a thud.
"You have plotted against me so many times with just one bottle and two hands. Isn't that too much?"
Before Zheng's bodyguards came up roaring, Ye Fan pulled out the dagger and put it on Zheng Junqing's neck as a threat.
Zheng Shengzhuang and the others were furious and shouted at Ye Fan to let him go.
Zheng Junqing was also very aggrieved and angry.
He was not so vulnerable, but he didn't expect Mark to be so careless and give him a thunderous blow in front of everyone.
He vowed to make Ye Fan pay for his debt with blood.
A person of his status is not something Mark can bully.
The beautiful women were so angry that Ye Fan had no right to hurt Zheng Junqing.
Zheng Junqing gritted his teeth and shouted: "Ye Fan, have you thought about the consequences?"
Ye Fan smiled noncommittally: "If I come here, what consequences do you think I will care about?"
"It's you, but you have to tell me one more thing, otherwise the consequences will be serious."
He looked at Zheng Junqing and asked, "Where is Ling Qianshui?"
"Who is acting wild here?
Who touched my nephew? "
At this moment, the wooden door was kicked open again.
More than a dozen wolf-like men swarmed in, each with a gun and a murderous intent.
Then, a round-faced man, a fashionable girl, and a bald man in uniform walked up from behind.
Zheng Shengzhuang looked over and her face instantly became ecstatic: "Fourth Uncle, Seventh Sister, Deputy Signer Yuan!"
A man with a round face, the fourth uncle of the Zheng family, Zheng Qiankun.
Fashionable girl, the seventh daughter of the Zheng family, Zheng Siyue.
There is also a bald man, Yuan Yifan, deputy director of Nanling Police Station.
Seeing them appear, Dean Huang and the charming woman also became excited. The backbone is here, and Mark is guaranteed to be finished today.
Zheng Shengzhuang stepped forward and briefly stated a few words. Zheng Qiankun and the others' faces quickly turned gloomy.
Zheng Junqing regained his breath: "Fourth uncle..." However, although he maintained his demeanor, he could still hear the grievance, which made Zheng Qiankun's eyes turn red instantly.
His brows were twitching frequently, and although he didn't speak, everyone could see that he wanted to kill someone at this moment.
"Okay, you are brave and courageous enough to touch my Zheng family."
Arriving in front of Ye Fan and Zheng Junqing, Zheng Qiankun stared at Ye Fan and smiled angrily: "I have lived for decades, and this is the first time I have seen such a arrogant person like you."
Deputy Director Yuan also stared at Ye Fan fiercely, sneering at the other person's ignorance.
Ye Fan smiled noncommittally: "Mr. Zheng, don't ask, why did I do this?"
"No need to ask, no need to ask, and no need to ask."
Zheng Qiankun's voice deepened: "I tell you, you have to pay with your life for the humiliation my nephew suffered today."
Ye Fan said calmly: "If you are unreasonable, are you still lawless?"
"I am the Dharma, and I am Heaven."
Zheng Qiankun didn't care at all that his nephew was kidnapped, and remained strong as always: "Old Yuan, arrest him. If he dares to resist, he will be killed on the spot."
"If you dare to bury my nephew with me, I will pay with the lives of his whole family."
He, Zheng Qiankun, never liked being threatened, let alone an ignorant boy like Ye Fan.
"Take it!"
Deputy Director Yuan didn't say anything nonsense. With an order, more than a dozen uniformed men immediately surrounded him.
Zheng Siyue also pulled out a gun and pointed it at Ye Fanjiao and shouted: "Let my brother go."
Ye Fan looked at Zheng Junqing and said calmly: "He hasn't told me where Ling Qianshui is yet?"
"Silly, are you still pretending at this time?"
Zheng Junqing sneered: "You can't save your life, but you are still thinking about Ling Qianshui?"
Mark's tone was calm: "She must die. If you don't tell her, you may die too."
Zheng Siyue was very dissatisfied with Ye Fan's calmness, and shouted angrily: "Shameless little boy, you still want to jump around when you are about to die?"
She wished she could kill Ye Fan with one shot.
"Whoosh -" Ye Fan sank his dagger, and a huge killing intent emerged.
Zheng Junqing trembled, feeling murderous intent.
Ye Fan said indifferently: "Master Zheng, do you have to go all the way to the dark side?"
Zheng Junqing shuddered and spoke with difficulty: "I said, I said, she is at Linjiang Villa and will go to Yangguo at one o'clock in the morning."
He suddenly figured it out. Although it was embarrassing to reveal Ling Qianshui's whereabouts, it was nothing compared to his own life.
Besides, Ye Fan couldn't even get out of the Royal Court Hotel, let alone think about revenge against Ling Qianshui.
Hearing the whereabouts of Ling Qianshui, Ye Fan took out his mobile phone and sent out: "Very good..." "Bang -" At this moment, Zheng Siyue suddenly pulled the trigger and shot Ye Fan in the shoulder.
A stream of blood burst out, making Mark shudder, and the dagger subconsciously dropped.
Then, a group of uniformed men swarmed up and directly held Mark down.
Ye Fan didn't take action. It wasn't that he didn't want to resist, but he really didn't have much strength at the moment.
Moreover, the dull old man has been standing behind Zheng Qiankun and staring at him.
Zheng Qiankun laughed ferociously: "Little bastard, you're finished."
"Pa—" Zheng Siyue stepped forward and slapped Mark, and then hit Mark on the head with a gun: "If you dare to hurt my brother or kidnap my brother, I want you to know, what is life worse than death?"
Ye Fan's head was bleeding... The beautiful women had long reacted to the gunshots and were gloating over Ye Fan's misfortune.
Not overestimating one's abilities, that's all.
"Woo--" Almost at the same moment, six black cars drove up to the heavily guarded Royal Court Hotel.
Zheng's security guard subconsciously wanted to block it, but when he saw the license plate, he retracted it like a poisonous snake.
Not long after, the car stopped in front of the hotel, the door opened, and a dozen burly men got out.
They walked into the hotel surrounded by one person with indifferent expressions.
The momentum is like a rainbow.
Dozens of Zheng family bodyguards instinctively wanted to stop them, but when they saw the clothes on their bodies, they backed away in panic.
Ye Tang!
