My Line Connect To The Demon World

Dozens of people started to move.    

They all walked in front of Ye Fan.    

Ye Fan didn't want to be scared. He sat in front of the chair and interrogated them one by one.    

Look at his posture.    

Gongsun Di let out a cold snort.    

"Anyang, look at his poor look. He doesn't even have a set of branded goods on him."    

"What do you like him for?"    

He had to say.    

Gongsun Di had completely changed Ye Fan's worldview.    

Firstly, his clothes were all branded goods, and they were handmade. He wouldn't be able to buy them even if he had a few hundred thousand yuan.    

Second, which f * cking eye did you see that Anyang liked me?    

And you even came up with your own imagination?    

Seeing that Anyang did not speak, he continued.    

"In today's society, without money, it is difficult to move forward."    

"Look at him. Can he afford a house? Does he want to live in a grass house that can't even satisfy the need to warm and shelter from the rain? "    

Ye Fan did not want to argue with him about money.    

Those things were all floating clouds.    

Only killing the heart was the way to slap one's face.    

He snorted coldly and said, "What do you know? Living in a thatched hut is true love."    

"And girls like to walk in the rain."    

"When it rains, we can walk in the house. It's romantic just thinking about it. Why do you make the house so romantic?"    

"Also, do you know what kind of blanket you need to put on to keep warm in the winter?"    

Gongsun Di did not know why Ye Fan asked that, so he answered subconsciously, "Cotton blanket!"    

"Wrong, it is not a blanket, but my Anyang baby!"    

"Every winter, we lean against each other on the small bed and warm each other up."    

"And you make the house so warm. You can only be embarrassed!"    

"Papapapa!"    

Tung Shou and Anyang really could not help clapping for Ye Fan.    

He was the first person that even a poor man could say that he was so fresh and refined.    

Gongsun Di's face turned ashen.    

However, he could not think of any rebuttal for a moment.    

He could only stare at his subordinate.    

"What are you guys waiting for? Hurry up and ask for money."    

" Oh! Tung Shou stayed at the Skycrosser Hotel for three days the day before yesterday. He spent a total of 85,000 yuan. "    

"He spent a total of 54,000 yuan to bathe in the hotel the day before yesterday."    

" He spent a total of seventy-three thousand on massaging in the hotel. "    

...    

Just listening to these few things.    

The amount of debt he owed had already exceeded two hundred thousand.    

The key point was that no one was a fool.    

Ye Fan could naturally tell if he really spent that much money.    

He looked at a middle-aged woman in front of him.    

He asked quietly.    

"You... what the hell are you?"    

"Sir, you don't know me, but Tung Shou knows me! He treats me well, and he even calls me sweetheart."    

Ye Fan felt awkward.    

Tung Shou felt even more awkward.    

"Teacher, don't listen to her nonsense. This is all something created out of nothing."    

"I went to the shampoo room to simply massage."    

Ye Fan nodded. "I didn't expect you to have such a strong taste."    

Little sweetheart?    

Sweet your sister.    

It was simply too embarrassing.    

Ye Fan expressed that he didn't want this student anymore.    

Throw him away!    

He continued to calculate.    

His debt had increased to a million.    

The last person was a middle-aged man.    

He had a murderous aura all over his body, and his appearance was not good. One could basically see four big words on his face - he was not a good person.    

"What kind of debt are you in?" Ye Fan asked.    

"A gambling debt."    

"Do you have any proof or witnesses?"    

The middle-aged man shook his head. "No."    

"No? If not, scram!"    

Ten gambles and nine losses. Casinos were all scammers, so it was fine if he didn't return the money.    

No, that's not right. Ye Fan had never thought of returning the money.    

If he knew that it was a scam, he would be a fool to return the money.    

Tung Shou hurriedly said, "Yes, teacher, you can't give him the money."    

"I obviously don't want to bet, and I won't bet, but that day when I drank too much, they pulled me to the gambling table and lost more than one million before stopping."    

That bet made him wish he was dead.    

Speaking of which, it was a bit sad.    

"You want to go back on your word?"    

The middle-aged man stared fiercely at Ye Fan and then looked at the seemingly weak Anyang beside him. "It's okay if you don't want to. This little girl's skin is not bad. Do you believe that I will sell her to a brothel?"    

"Impudent!"    

"Ribbit!"    

Before he could finish his words, two fierce attacks came at him like a fierce wind. The fear of death instantly enveloped the man.    

He was just an ordinary person, he had never seen such a powerful deterrent.    

His legs unconsciously trembled, and yellow liquid gradually flowed out from his crotch. He was actually scared to the point of pissing his pants.    

Ye Fan and Ouyang Di both made a ruthless move.    

It had to be said that this middle-aged man really didn't know how to speak.    

He actually used Anyang as the starting point to threaten Ye Fan.    

Wasn't this slapping their boss in the face?    

After all, Anyang was the woman that Ouyang Di had taken a fancy to.    

Both of them had attacked fiercely, but Ye Fan's attack was even faster.    

One! The middle-aged man bled from all his orifices as he lay on the ground, not knowing whether he was dead or alive.    

Anyang and Tung Shou widened their eyes.    

They could not believe it.    

The Martial Association had a clear rule.    

They couldn't use force on ordinary people.    

Ye Fan had obviously broken the rule.    

If the association were to investigate.    

He would definitely be severely punished.    

But Anyang also felt a trace of sweetness in her heart.    

Because Ye Fan was standing up for her.    

Defeating the enemy with one move?    

Gongsun Di was shocked in his heart.    

He wasn't shocked by Ye Fan's strength, but by his decisiveness to kill.    

He had been arrogant and despotic for his entire life, but he also wanted to kill someone.    

Gongsun Di took a deep breath.    

He had understood one principle since he was young.    

If he saw the potential of his enemy, he would like it.    

He had to use the first move.    

He smiled. "Not bad, not bad. You fight steadily, accurately, and ruthlessly. You also have great strength."    

"How about this, I'll give you a chance. How about you become my lackey?"    

"Get lost!"    

Ye Fan didn't even look at him.    

It was God's contempt.    

He looked at the crowd.    

"You bunch of scum from society, get the hell out of here!"    

"If you dare to pester Anyang again and threaten my friends, I will cripple all of you."    

"Don't worry, I will keep my word."    

Gongsun Di was stunned.    

The script should not be written like this.    

There were clearly still a few words of provocation, and then he attacked. He would then ruthlessly slap Ye Fan in the face.    

But since he did not follow the script, he did not need to endure anymore. He also did not care if he was in front of Anyang or not.    

Ye Fan repeatedly challenged him again and again. It had already crossed his bottom line.    

It was still the same sentence. In Jiang City, his words were very effective!    

"Hmph, you're courting death."    

Gongsun Di didn't hesitate and waved his hand.    

"Men, let's not waste any more time. Let's fight!"    

"Ye Fan, what should we do?"    

Anyang was ready to fight.    

"Of course we should fight!" Ye Fan said lightly.    

"But the association has rules..."    

"Don't worry, you can do whatever you want. If anything happens, I'll take responsibility for you."    

"Teacher, don't be rash."    

Tung Shou still wanted to tolerate it.    

The main person in charge of this was the vice president of the association - Bai Wuya.    

He was a ruthless person.    

If he targeted him, he would definitely be in so much pain that he would want to die.    

An indifferent expression emerged on Ye Fan's face.    

"Hehe, are you all afraid of Bai Wuya?"    

"It's fine. Just mention me when the time comes. If that old man dares to touch a single hair of yours, I will pull out his beard."    

"Also, you can ask him now. Does he dare to interfere in my matters?"    

It wasn't that he had never come into contact with Bai Wuya before.    

At that time, his realm seemed to be slightly higher than his.    

But if they really fought, it wasn't certain who would win.    

Moreover, Ye Fan's strength had increased greatly recently, and he had absorbed five years of cultivation experience.    

Fighting him, even if it wasn't as easy as turning his hand, it was still absolutely a crushing defeat!