Chapter 539 The white-haired man sends the black-haired man!
After leaving the restaurant, Ye Fan was escorted to a nearby station and was quickly taken into a room.
The room is not big, about 20 square meters, with only a table and a few chairs.
Ye Fan was sitting on a chair, his hands were cuffed, but his expression was very calm.
Opposite him, the people who escorted him looked like they were facing a formidable enemy, their eyes fixed on him.
Although Ye Fan looked harmless to humans and animals, in their eyes, he was more dangerous than those ferocious thugs, and they did not dare to let down their guard for a second.
You must know that the demon king Yang Ting is born with supernatural powers and has a terrible reputation in Huahai. It is not an exaggeration to say that he is a monster in human skin.
However, Ye Fan easily broke Yang Ting's neck without any effort.
Therefore, even if they put handcuffs on Ye Fan, it may not be safe.
What's more, after the murder, Ye Fan neither ran away nor resisted, but allowed them to be brought back to the station. This attitude was really weird.
"Peng!"
After a few minutes, the door to the house was opened from the outside.
A man about forty years old came in, wearing a uniform and with a sullen face.
This person is Zhao Bang, the top leader here.
"Hello Director Zhao!"
Several people said hello in unison and saluted at the same time.
After Zhao Bang returned the gift, he stared straight at Ye Fan.
"Stab it!"
In mid-air, there seemed to be invisible electric sparks surging.
However, to his expectation, Ye Fan was not afraid at all and looked at him calmly.
In his eyes, there is no violence, viciousness, regret, or fear that other criminals have after committing crimes, but only calmness!
That kind of calmness is like the vast ocean, vast and boundless, but under the surface calmness, there are actually turbulent undercurrents.
Zhao Bang had interrogated thousands of criminals before, but this was the first time he saw such a look in his eyes.
"Tell me! What kind of grievances do you have with the deceased? How dare you be so rampant and kill him?!" Zhao Bang's voice was full of majesty.
If you are a timid person, you may be frightened by such power.
However, there was no emotion on Ye Fan's face, and he said calmly: "Director Zhao, I'll give you a piece of advice - you can't handle this case, so don't waste your saliva!"
"presumptuous!"
Zhao Bang let out a low drink and said in a deep voice: "If you confess, you will be lenient, but if you resist, you will be severely punished! Boy, I advise you to be more sensible and don't play any tricks with me! I have not sent a thousand criminals to prison over the years."
There are also eight hundred! Here, you have to be coiled up even if you are a dragon, and you have to lie down even if you are a tiger!"
"hehe……"
Ye Fan chuckled and said slowly: "Don't you know yet? The person I killed was named Yang Ting, and he was the grandson of Yang Zhenkun, the leader of Hongyi!"
…
"What?!"
Hearing this, Zhao Bang's pupils suddenly shrank into needle-like shapes, his whole body was shaken violently, as if he had been shocked by electricity, and he couldn't believe his ears.
Before, he only heard reports from his subordinates that someone was killing people in public on the street, and the methods were extremely cruel, causing extremely bad effects.
But he never expected that the deceased would be Yang Ting, known as the "Devil King of the World".
The next moment, Zhao Bang turned around and looked at several subordinates in the field, gritted his teeth and asked: "Is what this kid said true?"
"Well! After our confirmation, the deceased is Yang Ting." One person explained.
"Why didn't you tell me earlier?!"
After receiving a positive answer, Zhao Bang could no longer suppress the shock in his heart, his face was extremely gloomy, and his vest was instantly soaked with cold sweat.
With his status, he naturally knows what the Hongyi Yang family represents.
The grandson of Hongyi Longtou's boss actually had his neck broken.
No matter who it is, no one can bear Yang Zhenkun's anger.
"hiss!"
Thinking of this, Zhao Bang couldn't help but take a breath of cold air, as if his heart was being pinched hard by a pair of invisible hands, and he was almost suffocating.
He knew that this matter was definitely not something he could handle and he must report it to his superiors immediately.
Otherwise, I don’t know what kind of trouble will be caused, and Huahai’s sky may be broken.
Suddenly, Ye Fan said: "As far as I know, Yang Ting is known as the 'Devil King', and he should have left a lot of criminal records, right? If I kill him, it can be regarded as eliminating harm for the people, shouldn't you?
Name me an 'honorary citizen'?"
"you!!!"
Hearing these words, Zhao Bang's expression changed drastically.
The more Dante Ye Fan acted, the more frightened he became.
In his opinion, Yang Ting was already standing at the top of the sea of China, and even those top dandy boys could only retreat when they saw Yang Ting.
However, the young man in front of him was still so calm after he killed Yang Ting openly. Then there were only two possibilities -
First, he is a complete madman and cannot be considered according to common sense.
Secondly, he has an astonishing and powerful background behind him, which is why he is so unscrupulous and confident.
What is truly scary is not the power, but the unknown!
For a moment, Zhao Bang's expression was uncertain, and thousands of thoughts emerged in his mind.
In his impression, Huahai City did not have such a number one figure as Ye Fan.
Ye Fan's body seemed to be covered with a deep mystery, extremely mysterious.
"call……"
After pondering for a long time, Zhao Bang took a deep breath, his eyes were stern, and he did not dare to act rashly.
He waved to a few of his subordinates and ordered: "Send him to the detention center first and send someone to monitor him 24 hours a day. There must be no mistakes!"
"Yes, Director Zhao!"
Those people said in unison, and then escorted Ye Fan towards the depths.
…
Late at night, Hongyi Main Hall.
In the meeting hall of hundreds of square meters, almost all the high-level bosses of Hongyi gathered together.
At a cursory glance, there were hundreds of people, a huge crowd.
Anyone you pull out will be the leader of each district. He has thousands of subordinates under his command and is extremely powerful.
But at this moment, the atmosphere in the venue was extremely tense.
There was total silence, you could hear a needle drop, it was deathly quiet.
In the front row, the masters of the eight inner halls and the eight outer halls stood at attention, with different expressions on their faces, either shocked, frightened, surprised, or angry...
And on the ground in the center of the meeting hall, there was a corpse——
Yang Ting’s body!
Looking closely, Yang Ting's body was covered with bruises, his neck bones had been crushed with great force, and he had a look of death on his face.
These Hongyi senior officials present at the venue were all summoned at short notice.
Who would have thought that as soon as they entered it, they would see such a shocking scene.
You must know that Yang Ting is the grandson of their leader in Hongyi. He has a respected status and is born with divine power. Even among Hongyi where there are many masters, he is the top one.
For a moment, the same question came to everyone's mind——
What kind of madman dared to kill Yang Ting on Huahai's territory!
"Kick!"
"Kick!"
"Kick!"
At this moment, there was a sound of heavy footsteps, approaching from far away.
The next moment, an old man in his seventies appeared in everyone's sight, wearing a black Tang suit, with his hair combed meticulously with silver threads.
A lion's nose is like a tiger's mouth, and an eagle looks down upon a wolf. Even though he is old, his spine is still as straight as a sword.
Even from a certain distance, it always gives people the feeling of being domineering and unparalleled, like a giant pillar holding up the sky, elusive and out of reach.
This old man is the leader of Hongyi and the emperor of the Huahai underground world——
Yang Zhenkun!
He walked up to Yang Ting's body with no expression on his face.
But everyone knows that this is the calm before the storm.
Suddenly, Yang Zhenkun scanned the entire audience, his eyes as sharp as a knife and extremely cold.
All the Hongyi bosses in the venue felt as if they were being targeted by some terrifying beast. Their hair stood on end and they were silent. They all lowered their heads, not daring to look at him at all.
At this time, Yang Zhenkun slowly said: "Do you know what the most painful thing in the world is?"
There was silence in the venue, no one dared to answer.
"boom!"
Suddenly, a strong murderous aura surged in all directions with his body as the center.
In the huge conference hall, the temperature dropped to freezing point, and some people could not help but shiver and their teeth chattered.
Immediately afterwards, Yang Zhenkun's eyes were red, like an angry lion, and he gritted his teeth and uttered a sentence——
"The most painful thing in the world is - a white-haired person sending a black-haired person to someone else!"