However, Ye Fan's pace did not stop.

Han Hai finally frowned, raised his face, looked at Ye Fan in front of him, and said in a deep voice, "one million!"

"This is my last limit."

"Ye Fan, I advise you that you should not be greedy."

"When you're good, you can take it."

"Otherwise, not only will you not get more, maybe you won't get a million dollars now."

Han Hai obviously has no patience, looking at Ye Fan's eyes are full of disgust and sullen.

He did not expect that ye fan should be so greedy.

A poor man in the countryside thought that at most 500000 yuan, he would have to make a commitment. But I didn't expect that he had forced him to a million.

"This guy has a lot of insight. He's determined. I'm eager to let him leave Mu Cheng's mind. "

Han Hai looks gloomy and thinks in his heart. But ye fan's greed has made him extremely unhappy.

He had decided that if this guy was a million dollars, there was no need to talk about it.

If ye fan entangles Qiu Mu orange again in the future, he will hire several people to beat him up. If he knows the pain, he will naturally quit.

After Han Hai gave Ye Fan an ultimatum, Ye Fan's pace of advance finally stopped.

Han Hai saw this and immediately chuckled.

This country loser, what he said just now is not moving now?

"YeFan, that's right."

"You poor country boy, I'm afraid you won't make a million dollars in your life."

"Take the money, go back to your country and marry a village woman."

"Mu orange is not something you can covet

"You don't deserve him."

"She deserves better care."

Han Hai light smile, words, full of Ye Fan's disdain and disdain.

"That million, I'll call your card in two days."

"When you get the money, go away."

"Countrymen, you should go back to the countryside. The city is not a place for you to stay."

"But I must warn you in advance. After you get the money, if you dare to entangle Mu orange a bit, then it will not only be about losing money. "

"Do you understand?"

That high tone, as if to despise a mole ant.

Ye Fan's back to him, listening to Han Hai's words, Ye Fan is shaking his head and laughing.

"What are you, son?"

"What qualifications do you have to laugh?"

"A poor, incompetent son-in-law in the countryside, you still have the face to smile?" Ye Fan's laughter makes Han Hai very unhappy. The feeling is just like being laughed at by Ye Fan.

Just, a loser, what qualification does he have to laugh at him Han Hai?

"What am I laughing at?"

"I laugh at your blindness and ignorance of real people."

"To me, what is a million, and what is ten million?"

"Even sun Yuhao, who is rich in wealth, has never been my eye to Ye Fan!"

"As for you, I respect you for the sake of Mu orange. If it is not mu orange, what is your Han Hai in my eyes? "

Ye Fan has a cavity of pride and cold everywhere.

Each said a word, Ye Fan's steps will step forward, surging body, shaking four sides.

Thin body, like a spear standing upright, that angry words, like thunder.

Sonorous words, majestic words, wreak havoc on the world.

Under Ye Fan's angry words, there is a strong wind at the edge of the lake.

The vast lake water waves, 3000 leaves rustle.

Ye Fan's momentum is too great.

At this time, Han Hai's old face is as pale as paper. Facing Ye Fan's surging power, the whole person is so scared that he unconsciously goes back three steps.

Because of fright, Han Hai's eyes widened.

He couldn't believe that the momentum was released from Ye Fan's son-in-law.

That feeling, as if standing in front of him, is not a powerless son-in-law, but a towering and majestic mountain!