Chapter 1077 All grievances are borne by one person!
Mr. Zhou's voice contained overwhelming anger and deep-seated hatred, as if he regarded Mark as his enemy.
When Hua Jieyu heard this, a look of resentment appeared on her pretty face. She gritted her teeth and said, "Mr. Zhou, if it weren't for Mark, I would have been ruined by those people. What's wrong with Mark?"
"Hmph... This kid has already caused a huge disaster! He killed Master Saba's men. If this news reaches the ears of General Kunpa, he will definitely be furious. No one can withstand General Kunpa's anger!" Zhou
Lao said sharply.
"I killed the man. Even if that old dog Kunpa wanted to take revenge, he would take revenge on me. What does it have to do with your Hua family?" Ye Fan said proudly.
Mr. Zhou looked at Ye Fan with sinister eyes and said angrily: "You can pat your butt and walk away, but if General Kunpa can't find the culprit, he will vent his anger on our Hua family! When the time comes, the Hua family will
It is completely impossible to survive in Siam. Not only will the seized cargo ship not be recovered, I am afraid that I will be hunted down by the major warlords, and the consequences will be disastrous!"
After saying that, Mr. Zhou turned to look at Hua Jieyu and sneered: "Miss, don't think that with the support of this guy, you can escape! Once General Kunpa knows the news, he will definitely issue a wanted order. You guys
Don't even think about escaping back to China by plane. The entire city's police force will be dispatched. There will be no hiding place for you in this huge Siam! Moreover, if you ruin the good deeds of the family master, then your mother has no purpose in living in this world.
Got it!"
Hearing these words, Hua Jieyu's pretty face turned pale, her eyes were full of despair, her delicate body trembled slightly, and she murmured: "No... please... you can kill me, but don't kill my mother, she is
Innocent!"
"Miss Hua, don't worry, things are not that bad!" Ye Fan comforted.
"Tch!" Mr. Zhou said disdainfully: "Boy, what you said is easy! Then tell me how to bear the wrath of General Kunpa?"
"What the hell, Saba, aren't you going to take Miss Hua as your concubine? I'll go with you to resolve this grudge!" Ye Fan said calmly.
"What?!"
When Mr. Zhou heard this, he was greatly surprised. As if he couldn't believe his ears, he asked again: "Are you willing to accompany us to see Master Sabah?"
"Of course! All the grievances will be borne by me alone!" Ye Fan's voice was sonorous and powerful, and he spoke loudly, spitting out foam and nailing it.
Seeing that Mark was not joking, Mr. Zhou looked happy and relieved, and the big stone that had been pressing on his chest seemed to fall to the ground.
In his opinion, if Ye Fan escaped immediately, relying on his extraordinary martial arts realm, there would really be nothing he could do to stop him.
But now, Ye Fan is actually willing to go see Master Sabah. Such a stupid move is no different from throwing himself into a trap.
At that time, Mr. Zhou only needs to put all the blame on Ye Fan to solve this crisis.
As for Ye Fan's life and death, it has nothing to do with him!
Thinking of this, Mr. Zhou couldn't wait and said repeatedly: "Without further delay, let's leave now!"
"Okay!" Ye Fan agreed with a smile, seemingly unprepared for the coming crisis.
Suddenly, Hua Jieyu grabbed the corner of his clothes, with a worried look on her face, and whispered in a low voice: "Ye Fan, will you be okay?"
"Don't worry! Miss Hua, didn't I say it before - no matter who it is, whether it's that group of minions or Saba, if they dare to lay a finger on you, they will die without a burial place!" Ye Fan said between the lines!
, containing overwhelming confidence.
"Yes! I believe you!" Hua Jieyu nodded heavily, as if placing all her hopes on him.
Immediately afterwards, a group of three people got into a Land Rover, with Mr. Zhou acting as the driver.
The security guards at the airport had already discovered the murder here, but they did not dare to stop them and allowed them to leave.
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General Kunpa was powerful and had more than 100,000 troops. His base camp was located in the north of Siam. The land covering hundreds of miles was his vassal. There he was like a king, covering the sky with one hand and doing whatever he wanted.
In addition, he also had more than ten strongholds in major cities in Siam, and stationed his cronies and confidants.
Young Master Sabah is also in charge of a stronghold, which is not far from the capital of Siam, only a few dozen kilometers away. The original site was an abandoned factory, which was later transformed into a military base with 8,000 troops stationed. It is well-equipped and impregnable.
The nearby villages and villages all have to hold their heads high. The protection fees alone cost hundreds of millions of dollars every year. Of course, the most profitable ones are businesses such as pornography, gambling and drugs.
Along the way, Mr. Zhou was making innuendoes about Ye Fan's identity, trying to find out which Chinese sect Ye Fan was a disciple of.
However, Ye Fan has always been thinking haha, and there is nothing he can do about it, even Mr. Zhou.
An hour later, the Land Rover finally approached the stronghold.
There are several checkpoints nearby, with many soldiers carrying assault rifles patrolling back and forth. The guards are extremely tight. Even the official Siamese regular army may not be able to break in for a while.
Perhaps because of the skull and crossbones flag hanging on the Land Rover, the journey was smooth and no one stopped them.
Because in Siam, warlords are the most powerful beings, superior to the royal family and the government. No one can imagine that anyone would take action against General Kunpa's men.
Soon, the Land Rover drove into the stronghold, and as far as the eye could see, there was a vast flat land.
There were thousands of tough warriors, practicing on the flat ground. All of them were naked from the waist up, their muscles were flexed, and there was no fat at all. They were obviously an army of tigers and wolves.
"Roar!" "Ha!" "Drink!"
Thousands of people were practicing and shouting loudly, their energy and blood were masculine, and their roars shook the sky, like thunder that shook the earth.
Even a master like Mr. Zhou couldn't help but be surprised.
Although a Huang Realm grandmaster like him in the secular world can be considered a master, on the battlefield, he is at best an "enemy of a hundred."
If he encounters an enemy with two hundred heads, even if the opponent is bare-handed, he will eventually die of exhaustion.
If he encounters a team of thousands of people, he can be crushed to death with just one charge.
Immediately afterwards, Mr. Zhou, Ye Fan and Hua Jieyu all got out of the car.
The appearance of the three people immediately attracted the attention of many people in the venue.
Immediately, a middle-aged man came over, wearing a dark green uniform, he must be a small leader.
The middle-aged man glanced at Hua Jieyu with a lustful look in his eyes, and then asked: "You are from the Hua family in Southern Guangdong Province, China? Where are Kongka and the others? Why didn't they come with you?"
"This..." Mr. Zhou hesitated. If he told the news about the death of Kongka and others immediately, they would probably be shot to death randomly.
After hesitating for a while, he continued: "Sir, we encountered something on the road and we must report it to Master Sabah personally!"
"Okay, you guys wait here!" the middle-aged man said, leaving a few people there and walking towards the inside of the base.
On the other side, Ye Fan glanced at the entire audience, his expression calm as usual, without any fear or fear, as if he did not take the thousands of soldiers in the arena into consideration at all.
Looking at his calm appearance, Mr. Zhou sneered in his heart and said to himself:
"Boy, you can still pretend. You'll cry later!"
…
“Kick, kick, kick, kick!!!”
Five or six minutes later, there was a burst of noisy footsteps inside the base.
Immediately afterwards, more than a dozen big men came out, dressed in fine clothes, obviously high-ranking generals with extraordinary status.
In the center of the crowd, there was a short and fat man with an ugly face, his facial features were squeezed together, and two tufts of nose hair were exposed. With his plump figure, he looked no different from a pig.
However, his pair of eyes would emit a frightening cold light from time to time, like a ferocious and ferocious jackal, making people's hearts tremble.
And on his shoulders, he also carried the rank of colonel of Siam.
Obviously, this ugly short fat man is the son of General Kunpa——
Sabah!
After seeing him appear, Mr. Zhou hurried forward to greet him, his face full of an attentive smile, and he bowed deeply and said: "Messenger of the Hua family, pay homage to Master Saba!"
Upon hearing this, Master Saba held his head high with an arrogant look on his face. He looked so arrogant that he wanted to raise his nostrils to the sky.
A big man next to him, with eyes like copper bells, glared at Mr. Zhou fiercely and said arrogantly: "You, China, are known as a country of etiquette, why are you so ignorant of etiquette? When you meet Young Master Saba, why don't you kneel down to greet him?"