The cold voice instantly dampened Old Mrs. Huang's interest.
His smiling face gradually turned gloomy.
He picked up the phone, looked at Ye Lan who was eating in the corner, and said coldly: "This little brother, it seems that he didn't eat today?"
Ye Lan raised his head, picked up the wine glass and swallowed the food in his mouth.
Then he leaned on the chair and said, "Old man, after talking so much, why don't you keep your mouth dry?"
A trace of contempt flashed in Mr. Huang's eyes, "Although I am a hundred years old, I am still not confused and know what table manners are!"
Ye Lan took out a paper towel, wiped his mouth and said, "Then do you know that being old and not dying is a thief!"
"Arrogant!", "Unbridled!", "Unreasonable!"
All the guests pointed, their eyes full of anger.
Some of the more excited people even shouted to the servant at the door: "Catch this rude person!"
Ye Lan picked up a lobster and put it to his mouth, scanning the crowd.
"A bunch of pretentious garbage! They're shiny on the outside, but darker than coal on the inside!"
Everyone did not expect that Ye Lan would dare to say such words, and their expressions suddenly darkened.
"It's a lot of nonsense. Isn't it just that I want to say that it has been laid out for so long and that I want to carve up the Zhao family's industry?"
The entire banquet hall was silent.
Although I have heard about it for a long time, it is not a glorious thing after all.
However, everyone was also curious about Old Man Huang's attitude.
The Zhao family now has no successors, and the huge industry left behind must be inherited by someone.
Instead of everyone fighting to the death, it would be better to spread the word.
Old Mrs. Huang said without changing his expression: "That's right!"
"The Zhao family is, after all, a first-class family in Beichen. If we encounter a sudden disaster, we old friends must help!"
"Mr. Zhao's health is no longer good and he can no longer work hard!"
The words were sanctimonious inside and out, and Ye Lan frowned when he heard them.
After setting the stage for a long time, he finally got to the point.
"So, I have an immature idea. Let's all invest together to help the Zhao family tide over the difficulties!"
"According to my estimate, the current property of the Zhao family is worth about 10 million. We are all well-known people in Beichen. If we each share a little bit, we can help the Zhao family!"
Everyone's eyes were hot when they heard this.
Zhao Jiaguang's fixed assets are more than 5 billion, but he didn't expect that Mr. Huang wanted to buy it for only 10 million!
Moreover, judging by this, the Huang family does not eat the meat to themselves, but everyone eats the meat together.
Old Mrs. Huang caught everyone's gaze and nodded with satisfaction.
As the representative of the Zhao family, Ye Lan was like a spectator, watching them blatantly carve up the Zhao family's property.
After finishing, he did not forget to smile kindly at Ye Lan.
"Little brother, I wonder what your intentions are?"
Ye Lan looked at the deathly aura that began to fill the depths of his eyes, and calmly threw down the lobster shell in his hand, "Old man, if you like to talk, talk more!"
Mr. Huang's expression changed, "Boy, to tell you the truth, this matter is already a done deal. The Zhao family has to agree if they agree, or agree if they disagree!"
"you misunderstood!"
Ye Lan smiled, "What I mean is, while you can still speak, speak more!"
Everyone immediately understood that this was a curse to kill Mr. Huang, and they all stared at him angrily.
Mr. Huang smiled softly.
He was just thinking about how to find an excuse to take action!
Unexpectedly, Ye Lan bumped into him.
With a straight face, as if he was angry, he shouted at the door: "Someone, drag him out!"
More than a dozen strong men quickly swarmed to each door, blocking all exits.
The middle-aged man with a sinister expression slowly walked over.
His steps were so light that he couldn't even raise dust. He looked like a practitioner at the master level.
"Kids, come with us!"
Long Ba said coldly.
Ye Lan turned his head, glanced at him calmly with bloodshot eyes, and grabbed the roast goose with one hand.
"Don't interfere with my eating!"
Pure Yang Qi can amplify people's negative emotions.
The feeling of hunger was also infinitely amplified, and now Ye Lan felt that he could almost eat a cow.
"You're on the verge of death and you still want to eat?" The middle-aged man pulled out a chair and sat across from him, saying with a smile.
Ye Lan ignored it, but grabbed the wine bottle next to him and took a swig.
Just as he was about to pick up the roast chicken, Long 8 reached out and picked up the plate.
"Want to be a dead ghost? Tell me the name of your organization first!"
Ye Lan didn't speak, but a middle-aged woman not far away shouted impatiently: "What's wrong with your servant? Didn't you hear the old man asking you to drag him down?"
"Shut up!"
Long Ba shouted angrily, picked up the chopsticks on the table and threw them straight back.
"Pfft!"
The chopsticks were like bullets, passing directly through the middle-aged woman's mouth and piercing the wall behind her with blood stains.
After a brief silence, the entire banquet hall immediately became chaotic.
Everyone screamed and tried to escape. Tables, chairs, benches, cups, plates, bowls and chopsticks were smashed on the floor.
But then, everyone fell silent.
The killers who had been guarding the door for a long time had already pulled out their weapons at some point.
The black muzzle spit out fiery snakes and shot the women who screamed the loudest one by one.
The remaining people immediately covered their mouths and knelt on the ground.
Old Mrs. Huang didn't expect such a thing to happen at all, and trotted up in shock.
Questioned: "Master Long 8, how could you take action against my guests?"
Long Ba smiled and said: "Because I have found the body of pure Yang!"
Old Mrs. Huang was stunned for a moment and looked at Ye Lan in disbelief.
"You mean...he is a pure Yang body?"
"Yes!" Long Ba smiled faintly, "I didn't notice it at first, but his aura was leaked just now."
"It's exactly the same as it was twelve years ago. The pure Yang energy is unmistakable!"
Ye Lan raised his head, his bloodshot eyes staring straight at the middle-aged man in front of him.
"You were also involved in what happened back then!"
Long Ba nodded calmly, "Yeah! It's a very cunning family. Although there are only more than thirty members, it took the organization more than half a year to deal with it!"
"You...are the last child back then! I'm very curious about how you survived!"
The people who participated in the massacre of the Ye family finally showed up. Ye Lan resisted the urge to destroy and said word by word: "Why?"
The middle-aged man seemed to be interested and said in a brisk tone: "Because a pure Yang body is very dangerous!"
"Dangerous things must be dealt with!"
Sure enough, the Zhenling Dragon Group was afraid that the Pure Yang Body would threaten their rule.
The old man Huang on the side also smiled and agreed: "That makes sense, the danger should be dealt with!"
"Noisy!"
Suddenly, Long Ba made a sudden move and slapped him on the chest.
The old man's eyes widened and he murmured: "Sir, why?"
"Mission accomplished, of course we have to clean up the traces!" Long Ba smiled calmly.
At this moment, gunfire rang out in the manor.
