A Dish Best Served Cold

Chapter : 610

The little girl was obviously frightened, hiding in Ye Fan’s arms and crying, speaking incoherently, with a trembling voice, and the appearance of pear blossoms with rain, which was very pitiful.
Ye Fan listened, but rubbed Lu Wenjing’s little head, gently comforting: “Quiet, it’s okay.”
“It’s just a few clowns. It’s not enough to want Ye Fan’s life.”
Ye Fan said in a low voice, but his tone was full of majesty and contempt.
“Smelly boy, are you the Master Ye Fanye?”
At this time, the leading man in black was holding an iron rod, with a murderous intent in his eyebrows, just like a wolf before eating, his eyes were like eagles, staring at Ye Fan coldly.
“Exactly.” Ye Fan’s mouth curled up and replied faintly.
The calm look was unusually calm, as if the Pinghu Lake had stopped water, the scene before him didn’t make any waves in his heart.
Even at such a moment, Ye Fan even poured himself a cup of tea calmly, and drank it casually.
“This bastard is an idiot, isn’t it?” Remember to read a book for one second
“Pretend to be calm when you die?”
“Let’s see how he died!”
“A fool without a mind!”
Seeing that Ye Fan was still in the comfort of drinking tea before his death, the Long Ge and Hua Arm Man and others were immediately happy.
Looking at Ye Fan, it was like looking at an idiot.
“To provoke so many people, I thought it would be a horrible thing. After doing it for a long time, it turned out to be a shameless pen.” Long Ge and others looked from a distance, but they shook their heads and smiled.
On the other side, seeing Ye Fan’s indifferent look, the black man in the lead also sneered.
“Good fellow, it’s a bit courageous. But, it’s a pity, you have offended someone, someone will buy your life.”
“Go ahead, do you have a last word?”
The black-clothed man asked in a cold voice, but there was no emotion in that icy tone, just like the sound of crushed stones.
“Yes.” Ye Fan replied with a smile.
The man in black smiled: “It seems that you also know that today is the last day of your life.”
“Since there is a last word, let’s talk about it and give you a minute.”
“Okay.” Ye Fan put down his teacup, got up, looked at these fierce men in front of him, and said lightly, “It’s actually very simple. When you do it for a while, you all pay attention to the skewers on my table, don’t overturn it. I’ll have to take it home to my wife when I go back. Otherwise, it’s wasted, I’m afraid I’ll have to kneel on the washboard when I go back.”
“Is this idiot still a wimp who is afraid of his wife?”
Hearing what Ye Fan said, many people around were suddenly amused.
Brother Long and others even sneered.
The man in black also smiled: “Is that all?”
“Unexpectedly, you are still a family man.”
“But it’s a pity, you may have no chance.”
“Because, after tonight, you will die home again!”
After the words fell, the man in black stopped talking nonsense, his face suddenly became cold, killing intent raging in his cold eyes.
Then, an order was given: “Do it!”
In the next moment, the nearly twenty strong men in front of him swung their iron rods and rushed up, slamming them in Ye Fan’s direction.
The scene was suddenly chaotic, and many people screamed in horror.
“Brother Ye Fan~”
Lu Wenjing couldn’t help crying even more, his eyes closed tightly, and a pair of small hands held Ye Fan’s clothes tightly without letting go.
And when these big guys were about to rush up, Ye Fan, who had been standing calmly, finally moved.
Whoosh whoosh~

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