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Because of extreme fear and shock, Long Tao's voice appeared sharp and harsh.
And his facial features are twisted together, his eyes are almost popping out of surprise.
Invisibly, it was like a pair of big hands, squeezing his heart fiercely, making him almost suffocated.
According to the information Long Tao had obtained before, Ye Fan was directly arrested after killing Yang Ting, and Yang Zhenkun even laid a net of heaven and earth.
In his opinion, even if Ye Fan had nine lives, it was not enough to die, how could it be possible to show up here in a big way?
At this moment, Ye Fan looked at Long Tao who was terrified and said lightly:
"What? Surprised? You want to kill me with Yang Zhenkun's tricks? It's ridiculous!"
As soon as he said this, Long Tao's facial muscles twitched, and a huge wave was set off in his heart.
If it is someone else, dare to speak so loudly, I'm afraid he will laugh out loud.
But since Ye Fan can appear here, he can reveal many important messages.
Although Long Tao was once Hong Yi's number one thug, but he is definitely not a person with "well-developed limbs and simple mind", otherwise he would not be the hall master of the Waibatang!
After pondering for a moment, he looked at Ye Fan and cautiously said: "Your Excellency, it is the lore order issued by Master Kun, and it has nothing to do with me! Even if you kill me to vent your anger, you will not be able to take Master Kun back!"
"Long Tao, don't be nervous, I'm not here to kill you, I just want you to help me and tell me where Yang Zhenkun is!" Ye Fan said.
"what?!"
Hearing this, Long Tao's face changed drastically, and he couldn't help exclaiming: "You want me to betray Lord Kun?"
For every member of Hong Yi, the leader Yang Zhenkun is the supreme existence and cannot be offended.
Don't talk about betraying him, if someone speaks ill of him behind his back, he will be tortured by "three knives and six holes"!
All his enemies will end up miserably, their families are ruined, and their wives are scattered.
Even a big man on the White Road, he dare not easily offend the overlord of the underground world!
Although Long Tao can be regarded as a big boss, but with his ten courage, he dare not betray Yang Zhenkun.
...
"Stab!"
Suddenly, a dazzling brilliance bloomed in Ye Fan's eyes, like a sword out of a sheath.
"Long Tao, I am not asking you to betray Yang Zhenkun, but a glorious opportunity for you!"
Glory opportunity?
When Long Tao heard this, his face was suspicious, and he didn't know why.
At this time, Ye Fan continued: "Between Yang Zhenkun and I, I will never die! As long as you are willing to surrender, I will support you and become Hong Yixin's leader!"
"boom!"
These words, like a blockbuster, exploded in Long Tao's ears.
Although he was calm on the surface, his undulating chest revealed the monstrous waves in his heart, as if he were engaged in a battle between heaven and man.
I have to say that at this moment Long Tao's heart moved.
Marx once said: "If capital has 50% profit, it will take risks; if it has 100% profit, it will dare to trample on all the laws of the world; if it has 300% profit, it will dare to commit a crime. Commit any crime, even hang!"
And now, Ye Fan's conditions were far beyond his imagination!
Become the new leader, turn your hands into a cloud, and turn your hands into a rain!
Hardly anyone can refuse such a temptation.
Although Long Tao has been in a high position and lived an easy life these years, the blood and ambition in his heart have never been wiped out.
However, Long Tao also knew that his ability to become a hall master of the Outer Eight Churches was already at the limit, and it was almost impossible to get to the next level.
Even if Yang Ting is dead, Yang Zhenkun has no successor, but the position of the leader is not his turn!
But the appearance of Ye Fan gave him a glimmer of hope.
Even if he will become Ye Fan's puppet afterwards, driven by it, but that is under one person and above 10,000!
Seeking wealth and insurance!
Even at the risk of death without a place to bury his body, Long Tao is willing to take a gamble and put all his hopes desperately on Ye Fan.
Bet on a powerful and prominent world!
Thinking of this, Long Tao's eyes drenched, and he bowed deeply to Ye Fan, his upper body and legs were at a ninety-degree angle, which was extremely respectful.
Immediately afterwards, he said in an extremely humble tone: "Your Excellency, I promise you! From today onwards, Long Tao is willing to do his best for you, go through waters and fires, and will not hesitate!"
"Haha...Long Tao, you will soon realize that you have made the most correct choice! Let's say, where is Yang Zhenkun now?" Ye Fan asked.
"As far as I know, Master Kun-ah no! The old dog Yang Zhenkun has a secret base in the eastern suburbs of the Huahai Sea. It is solid and heavily guarded. Even a mechanized armor company can't attack it!"
"Give me the exact location! Then prepare some manpower and stand by at any time!"
Speaking of this, Ye Fan paused, and suddenly a domineering aura burst out of his body. He looked down at the world, looked down upon the heroes, and made people dare not look straight. His voice sounded like thunder:
"After tonight, there will be no Yang family in Huahai!"
...
In the middle of the night, the stars are dim, and dark clouds cover the moon.
A dilapidated and desolate road in the outskirts of Huahai.
At the end of the road, there is a small coffin shop, about the size of more than 100 square meters. There are more than a dozen coffins in different shapes in the corner.
An old carpenter who is over 60 years old is holding a saw and a drill, and is hitting an unfinished semi-finished product.
"Step! Step! Step!"
Suddenly, a sound of footsteps came from far and near.
The old carpenter looked up and saw that he was a young boy with a tall stature and extraordinary bearing.
"Young man, take a look for yourself. These are all ready-made goods. If you need to customize it, it will take about half a month to make a coffin!" The old carpenter's voice was hoarse and unsmiling, without any waves in his tone.
Although it can be regarded as a "service industry", if you sell coffins, there is no need to greet people with a smile. If you really want to do that, it may be offensive to customers.
Ye Fan turned around in the coffin shop, and finally stood still in front of a black coffin, and said in a deep voice, "Master, I want this coffin!"
"That one?"
The old carpenter looked up, his face changed, and quickly said: "Young man, this coffin can't be sold to you, something will go wrong!"
"Since it's finished, is there any reason not to sell?" Ye Fan asked lightly.
The old carpenter heard the words and explained: "Young man, you don’t know anything! Old man, I went to another place last month. My ineffective apprentice was greedy for a bargain. He collected a piece of wood and hit the coffin. I don't know I was cheated!
This wood is Sophora japonica, which is very overcast. In our business, there is a saying: Sophora wood is used as a coffin, and you will never die. The word ‘Huai’ means a ghost beside the wood. If locust wood is used as a coffin, it will provoke ghosts and even cause harm to children and grandchildren. We must never make a coffin for the dead! "
"Master, I know everything you said! I went to eight coffin shops tonight and found such a locust wood coffin. I beg you to sell it to me!" Ye Fan said solemnly.
"what?!"
Hearing these words, the old carpenter's pupils shrank suddenly, dumbfounded, and a huge wave was set off in his heart.
For a while, there was silence in the venue, and the needle drop was audible, and there was deathly silence.
Combined with a dozen coffins around, the atmosphere is extremely strange.
It took more than half a minute for the old carpenter to relax, and looked at Ye Fan's face as if he had thought of something, as if he was hesitant to speak and was in a dilemma.
In the end, his eyes drenched, and he said: "Young man, it's better to deal with enemies than to get married, you have to be forgiving and forgiving!"
"Ha ha……"
Suddenly, Ye Fan let out a chuckle, and said, "Master, then you have never heard of a sentence—cutting the grass without removing the roots, the spring breeze blows again! The kindness to the enemy is the cruelty to yourself!"
"Hey……"
Feeling the determination in Ye Fan's tone, the old carpenter sighed faintly, and said: "Since you have made up your mind, let's sell this coffin to you! But out of this door, this coffin and my coffin are laid and broken. Nothing to do!"
"Thank you, Master Chengquan!"
After Ye Fan paid the money, he lifted the coffin with one hand and leaned on his shoulder, and walked out of the coffin shop with a cold expression.
"boom!"
A suffocating qi, as if it were real, came out.
The moon is black and the wind is high in the night, murder and arson!
He is going to kill!