"I do not know what you're talking about."
Lin Haifeng's eyes dodge and he quickly shakes his head in denial.
In order to keep it secret, only he, Lin Miaomiao and Lin Guodong in the Lin family knew about the heart transplant.
What puzzled him was how Ye Fan knew about heart transplantation? This makes no sense.
Although Lin Haifeng concealed himself well, he was still caught by Ye Fan.
"I won't cry until I see the coffin. You will beg to tell me later."
After saying this, he reached out and grabbed Lin Haifeng's shoulder.
At this moment, a sudden change occurred, and ten men in black suddenly walked out of the darkness and aimed their guns at Ye Fan's eyebrows.
"Don't move!"
Ye Fan's right hand was frozen in the air, and he glanced coldly at the ten men in black.
Seeing Ye Fan being frightened, Lin Haifeng sneered, suddenly full of confidence.
"Ye Fan, if you dare to move, they will blow your head off."
These ten men in black were all sharpshooters trained by him. From such a short distance, blowing Ye Fan's head off was as easy as picking something out of a bag.
Seeing this, Lin Ziyao and others' faces were filled with joy.
They didn't expect that Lin Haifeng still had such a hand.
"Ye Fan, no matter how strong you are, so what? Is it possible that you can still dodge bullets?"
Lin Ziyao looked proud, "You dare to break into the Lin family alone. I don't know who gave you the courage."
After saying this, he came to Mark and reached out to pat the latter's cheek.
With ten sharpshooters here, even if Ye Fan had a hundred courages, he would not dare to act rashly.
When Lin Ziyao's hand was about to fall, Mark gave him a backhand slap.
Snapped! Lin Ziyao was directly slapped away by the huge force.
"you……"
He held his aching cheek and was about to say something when a few broken teeth came out from his mouth.
Hiss~, everyone took a breath of air, no one expected that Mark would dare to take action.
Seeing Lin Ziyao's swollen cheeks, Lin Haifeng looked at Ye Fan gloomily.
"Ye Fan, do you really think I don't dare to kill you?"
Ye Fan snorted coldly, "Want to kill me? Just let them shoot."
In his eyes, the ten men in black seemed to be holding fire sticks instead of pistols.
"What are you waiting for? Shoot him quickly!"
Before Lin Haifeng could give the order, Lin Ziyao got up and roared angrily.
The ten sharpshooters looked indifferent, and no one pulled the trigger.
There was no other reason. They only followed the instructions of Lin Haifeng.
Is this kid deliberately seeking death?
Seeing Ye Fan's calm expression, Lin Haifeng always felt that something was wrong.
"Grandpa, what are you waiting for?"
Seeing that Lin Haifeng had not yet made a decision, Lin Ziyao's voice sounded again.
Hearing this, Lin Haifeng was heartbroken and said in a deep voice: "Shoot!"
As soon as the words fell, the ten sharpshooters pulled the trigger directly without any hesitation.
But the next scene shocked everyone present.
I saw Ye Fan disappearing from the place like a ghost.
The ten sharpshooters actually all missed, and no one shot Ye Fan.
The ten men in black looked at each other as if they had seen a ghost.
Before they could recover, they felt pain in their wrists, and the right hand holding the pistol was cut off.
After a moment, the ten sharpshooters covered their broken arms and screamed.
"You really think you can kill me with a fire stick?"
Ye Fan appeared again, his determined face covered with frost.
Seeing that all ten men in black had their right hands cut off, the expressions of Lin Haifeng, Lin Ziyao and others changed drastically, and their eyes looking at Ye Fan were filled with horror and fear.
Is this guy a human or a ghost? They didn't even see how he moved his hands.
"You...are you a human or a ghost?"
Lin Haifeng swallowed, his voice trembling.
Ye Fan didn't answer the question, "I don't want to ask the same question a second time!"
Lin Haifeng still shook his head, "Your heart was thrown away a long time ago, how do I know where it is?"
Unless absolutely necessary, he would never be able to reveal the eldest son of the Xiao family.
If the other party knew about it, not only him, but the entire Lin family would probably face disaster.
"If you don't eat the toast, you will be punished with a drink."
Ye Fan's eyes were filled with coldness, and he directly lifted Lin Haifeng up with one hand.
"You only have ten seconds. In ten seconds, I will send you to see the King of Hell!"
After saying this, he slowly exerted force on his right hand.
Lin Haifeng felt that he was almost out of breath and could only struggle desperately.
But Ye Fan's right hand was like an iron plier. No matter how hard he struggled, he couldn't break free.
"Let go of my grandpa."
Seeing Lin Haifeng's face turn red, Lin Ziyao didn't know where he got the courage to pick up the pistol on the ground and aim at Ye Fan.
"Ye Fan, if you don't let go of grandpa, I'm going to shoot him."
Although he had also learned to shoot, the right hand holding the gun still couldn't stop shaking.
Ye Fan stretched out his hand to block Lin Haifeng in front of him and said, "Just shoot and see if you can hit me."
Cold sweat broke out on Lin Ziyao's forehead, but he didn't dare to shoot.
At this time, Lin Haifeng's face had turned purple and he was about to die.
"I...I said it's not okay yet?"
In the face of death, he finally chose to surrender.
He dared to conclude that if he didn't speak, this madman would probably kill him.
After hearing this, Ye Fan loosened his right hand and threw Lin Haifeng to the ground.
As soon as he landed, Lin Haifeng coughed violently and kept breathing fresh air.
Seeing his grandfather being put down, Lin Ziyao was hesitating whether to shoot, but a big hand snatched the pistol from his hand.
He looked up and saw that it was none other than Grandpa, whose face was red.
"Grandpa~"
Lin Haifeng threw the gun on the ground casually, "Ziyao, don't do anything stupid, you can't kill him."
Ten sharpshooters fired at the same time but failed to hit Ye Fan. Lin Ziyao could only hit him alone.
Lin Ziyao wanted to say something, but Lin Haifeng stared back.
"Stop delaying. I'm not very patient."
Ye Fan looked at Lin Ziyao condescendingly, seeming a little impatient.
Lin Haifeng sighed and said solemnly: "Your heart was indeed transplanted into someone else."
What? Is there really a heart transplant?
Hearing this, Lin Ziyao and other Lin family members' expressions changed slightly.
"Who is it?" Ye Fan's voice was terrifyingly calm.
Lin Haifeng glanced at Ye Fan, "It's Xiao Tianpeng, the eldest son of the Xiao family in the capital."
The Xiao family in Beijing? Could it be the Xiao family, the first family in the capital?
Lin Ziyao's eyes narrowed, obviously he didn't expect that there was such an inside story about what happened five years ago.
"Xiao Tianpeng?"
Ye Fan kept his name in mind, "Why does he want my heart?"
As the eldest son of the Xiao family in the capital, it shouldn't be difficult to find a matching heart. Why go to all the trouble to get his heart?
Lin Haifeng shook his head, "We are just following orders, and we don't know about the rest."
That was the Xiao family in the capital, and the Lin family could be wiped out with a wave of their hands.
Even if he had doubts, he didn't have the guts to ask.
