Ye Fan never expected to see Tang Ruoxue here.
The shadow that he tried so hard to forget now appeared in front of him, causing his holding hands to stagnate slightly.
Then he pinched Henry Zhang's neck tightly and looked at Tang Ruoxue and the others with indifference.
This club is obviously owned by Tang Ruoxue, otherwise Tang Ruoxue would not have appeared here, nor would she have rushed here to stop it.
"Ye Fan, stop, stop!"
Tang Ruoxue was also shocked by Ye Fan's appearance.
She came here tonight to check the accounts. She heard something happened before she even looked through the account books, so she rushed over with a bunch of people.
Unexpectedly, as soon as they entered the eighth floor, they saw injured people everywhere, and there were also many swords and guns involved.
When he rushed into the banquet hall, he saw Henry Zhang being pinched by the neck and pushed to the window.
There are eight floors, each floor is 3.5 meters high, nearly 30 meters in the air. If Henry falls down, he will definitely die.
So she didn't hesitate to stop him.
After discovering that the perpetrator was Mark, Tang Ruoxue was even more surprised, and her pretty face became a little nervous.
"Ye Fan, if you have something to say, please put him down quickly."
She couldn't help but take a step forward: "Otherwise, someone will die if he falls."
"Do you have something to talk about?"
Ye Fan showed a hint of joking, looked back at Henry Zhang and sneered: "Ask this scumbag, will he talk about it properly?"
"Mr. Tang, help me, help me quickly."
Henry Zhang ignored Ye Fan and just kept asking for help from Tang Ruoxue:
"I'm having a birthday party here, and this lunatic suddenly breaks in and hurts people. He also says he wants to kill me. Please stop this lunatic."
"This is your place. I am here to support the Tang Sect. If something happens to me, you will not only lose business, but you will also be held accountable by my father."
"Call the police and catch this bastard."
He looked panicked, as if he was frightened by Mark, which also made people feel inexplicably pitiful.
A group of companions also echoed and reprimanded Mark for being lawless.
In his words, Ye Fan seemed to have become a heinous gangster who could not distinguish between right and wrong.
"Ye Fan, put Henry down, put it down quickly."
Tang Ruoxue's eyelids jumped, she looked at Mark and squeezed out:
"If you have any grievances, sit down and talk about it, or let the police handle it."
She earnestly advised: "Those who kill people will go to jail."
"Evan, either kill me tonight, or I'll send you to jail."
Henry Zhang suddenly shouted forcefully again:
"You hurt so many people and beat me like this. You will be indispensable for three to five years."
He said impassionedly: "I don't believe that you, Ye Fan, can cover up the sky in China with one hand."
"Shut up."
Ye Fan flicked his wrist and knocked the struggling Henry Zhang against the wall.
Henry Zhang screamed, his head bleeding.
"That's enough, Mark, don't hurt anyone anymore, put Henry down quickly."
Being stimulated by the spurt of blood, Tang Ruoxue's eyes flashed with nervousness:
"Don't always do things carelessly."
"You not only hurt others and yourself by doing this, but you will also hurt those who care about you."
The nervousness was not because he was worried that Henry Zhang would fall and die, but because he was worried that Mark would get into trouble.
"No worries?"
Ye Fan suddenly turned his head: "If I had no scruples, he would have died a thousand times over."
"Why don't you ask, what evil thing did this scumbag do?"
Ye Fan stared at Tang Ruoxue and said, "Or do you think that I just like to be rude and do random things?"
Henry Zhang shouted with difficulty: "I didn't do anything. It was you who made trouble. I did something bad. You need to show me the evidence."
"No matter what he did, you can't do this to him."
Tang Ruoxue's chest kept rising and falling: "No matter how evil he is, the law and God will punish him."
In full view of everyone, if Ye Fan kills Henry Zhang, it will definitely be difficult to escape unscathed.
After all, Ye Fan's foundation in Longdu is shallow and not as powerful as Zhonghai's.
“Justice delayed is no justice.”
Ye Fan said unceremoniously: "Instead of waiting for God to accept him, I might as well strangle him to death now."
"If you fight to the death, you will only solve problems with violence. Today is a legal society, and there is no only way to fight and kill."
Seeing that Ye Fan did not listen to the advice and that Henry Zhang had difficulty breathing again, Tang Ruoxue became anxious: "Ye Fan, can't you be more mature?"
Mark's heart tightened: "Be more mature?"
"Am I wrong? You are used to violent solutions."
Thinking of her mother, Tang Ruoxue became depressed again, and the scene of Ye Fan stabbing Lin Qiuling came to mind.
"Ye Fan, let Henry go quickly. The club has called the police and the police will be here soon."
"Whether something happens to Henry Zhang or not, you will be in a lot of trouble."
She didn't want Ye Fan to kill anyone, especially in full public view, and he would be imprisoned if he was not careful.
Ye Fan looked at the woman indifferently: "Are you worried that Henry Zhang's death will affect the club's business and bring you trouble?"
"Yes, I'm just worried about your impact on my business."
Seeing that Ye Fan couldn't get enough water, Tang Ruoxue shouted:
"I don't want to care about any grudges you have with Henry Zhang. Whether you live or die has nothing to do with me."
"But don't kill anyone in my club."
"If you still miss the old feelings, get out and settle the grievances."
With a straight face, she stimulated Mark: "Don't dirty my place..."
"clear."
Ye Fan nodded lightly: "Compared to your interests, other things and no one else are important."
"Stop talking nonsense."
Tang Ruoxue shouted with a cold face: "You are not welcome in the Tang Dynasty, please leave here."
"boom--"
Just when Ye Fan showed a hint of self-mockery, Henry Zhang slightly arched his feet and kicked the window sill suddenly.
The whole person instantly flew out from Ye Fan's palm like an arrow from a string.
He fell from a height of nearly thirty meters.
"ah--"
With a scream, Henry Zhang fell to the ground, bleeding from all his orifices, and died on the spot.
The whole audience exclaimed and looked at Ye Fan by the window in shock.
When Henry Zhang kicked his legs, his movement was blocked by Ye Fan's body, so no one saw that Henry Zhang was seeking death.
Everyone thought it was Mark who threw Henry away.
"Ye Fan!"
Tang Ruoxue roared, rushed forward, and lay down on the window sill to take a look.
I saw many security guards and guests approaching below, surrounding Henry Zhang under the pale light.
Henry Zhang was motionless, with a large pool of blood surrounding his body.
Tang Ruoxue felt dizzy.
Henry Zhang's companions were also stunned. They didn't expect Henry to die, let alone Ye Fan to kill someone like this 'in public'.
Too cruel, too domineering.
While they were angry, they also showed a hint of fear.
Ye Fan was also surprised.
He knew that it was not his mistake, but Henry Zhang's suicide.
A rich young man like Henry Zhang is looking for death because his brain is in trouble?
Then, Ye Fan's face turned cold and he smelled a hint of conspiracy.
"asshole!"
"You killed someone!"
Tang Ruoxue became excited and slapped Mark on the face.
"How did you kill him? How did you kill him..."
Her pear blossoms bring rain.
At the same time, the door was kicked open again, and a large number of police officers poured in...
