"Be careful, don't screw it up. There are big people in it. You can be crushed by any finger."

Chen Nan obviously used Ye Fan as a coolie, and the work of serving tea and water made Ye Fan dry.

Ye Fan did not refuse, carrying the teapot and gently pushed the door in, and at the same time put the things bought for Qiu Mu orange on the table beside the door.

In the private room, the lights are off, and no one pays attention to Ye Fan's arrival. At this time, Chen AO and others all look at the screen in front of them, where there is a video.

It seems to be a surveillance video, which is not very clear, but a figure in black can be seen standing in the night. He was surrounded by dozens of big men.

"Wu He Rong, is it you?"

"Ten years, I didn't expect that you were still alive!"

"However, it's over ~"

"my cattle Chaoyang, today is Jiangdong except for your disaster ~"

Hua ~

on the screen, a group of big men rush up in the dark.

However, a group of men in black who had been standing peacefully in the crowd suddenly smashed out.

BAM ~

ah ~

after a burst of confusion, all the people had fallen down, but the man in black was still standing there, standing like a spear.

At the end of the day, there was gunfire in the picture, but it didn't change anything. All the people were dead. Niu Chaoyang, the owner of the cattle family, fell to the ground with red blood flowing down his throat like a spring.

"Well?"

"That one?" No one noticed that in the room, when he heard the blow of the fist, there was a man's brow, slightly frowning.

At the end of the picture, Chen Ao also immediately let Chen Nan turn on the light in the room.

"Mr. Huo, these are some audio-visual materials we have about Wu He Rong."

"By the way, at the scene, we also found a fist seal left by Wu Helong. I'll let people come here and let Mr. Wu have a look."

Chen Ao waved, and his men moved downstairs.

At this time, there was no sound in the room, and the images of the collapse of Niu's house were played on the screen. A lot of people's expressions are full of fear and heaviness.

Chen Ao's look is dignified, and Li Er beside him is even more frightened and shivering.

Because, no one knows, those who are here will end up in the same way.

"Well, are you an idiot?"

"What are you doing there?"

"Pour the tea soon!"

"Pour it to Mr. Huo first"

when people are worried, Chen Nan pokes Ye Fan from behind, and a pair of beautiful eyes glares at him fiercely. Heart a burst of speechless, secretly scold Ye Fan how to follow a fool like.

Let you come to pour tea, not just stand in a daze!

Ye Fan nodded, and then went to pour tea for everyone.

At this time, people's attention is focused on the video, and no one pays attention to a small person serving tea and pouring water.

And Ye Fan's obvious mind is not in the top of pouring tea, his mind is just that black man's fist shadow.

Why are you so familiar with this boxing?

Ye Fan frowned.

"Lying trough!"

"Do you want to burn me to death"

"are you an idiot?"

"How do you pour tea?"

When ye fan lost his mind, he did not find that the tea cup was full, and the overflow water went down, all splashing on Li Laoer.

Li Laoer, who was very hot, jumped up and scolded the waiter in front of him in a rage.

"I am a dog in the sun!"

"Blind?"

"No eyes?"

"Full or full?"

"I'm sorry, your wife has a leg!"

Li Laoer was so angry that he almost wanted to smoke the waiter.

"Damn it!"

"This rubbish ~" Chen Nan sees this, also immediately caresses forehead, thought this is bad.

Secretly scold Ye Fan, who is a waste who is not enough to accomplish a thing, has indeed made trouble.

Chen Nan quickly went to mediate: "Mr. Li, are you all right, my fault, my fault, the employer is not clear, is it not serious?"

"You son of a bitch, look at what you've done, and apologize to the second master!" Chen Nan turns his head and roars at Ye Fan.

Ye Fan slowly put down the teapot and suddenly raised his face. His delicate face was cold. He looked at Li Er and said coldly, "who's your wife's leg?"

The words are dense, with endless chill.