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Chapter 548 After tonight, there will be no Yang family in Huahai!

Because of extreme fear and shock, Long Tao's voice was shrill and shrill.

And his facial features were even more twisted together, so surprised that his eyes almost popped out.

Invisibly, it was as if a pair of big hands were squeezing his heart so hard that he almost suffocated.

According to the information Long Tao had obtained before, Ye Fan was arrested directly after killing Yang Ting, and Yang Zhenkun even laid a dragnet.

In his opinion, even if Ye Fan had nine lives, he was still not dead enough. How could he show up here so arrogantly?

At this time, Ye Fan looked at the horrified Long Tao and said lightly:

"What? Are you surprised? You want to kill me even with Yang Zhenkun's little tricks? It's simply ridiculous!"

As soon as these words came out, Long Tao's facial muscles twitched, and his heart was filled with huge waves.

If it were anyone else who dared to speak so wildly, he would probably laugh out loud.

But since Ye Fan can appear here, he can reveal a lot of important information.

Although Long Tao was Hong Yi's number one thug, he was by no means a person with "well-developed limbs and simple mind", otherwise he would not have become the leader of the Outer Eight Halls!

After pondering for a moment, he looked at Ye Fan and said cautiously: "Your Excellency, it was Master Kun who issued the killing order, and it has nothing to do with me! Even if you kill me to vent your anger, you can't make Master Kun take back his life!"

"Long Tao, don't be nervous. I'm not here to kill you. I just want you to do a favor and tell me where Yang Zhenkun is!" Ye Fan said.

"What?!"

Hearing this, Long Tao's face changed drastically, and he couldn't help but exclaimed: "You want me to betray Master Kun?"

For every member of Hongyi, Yang Zhenkun, the leader, is the supreme being and cannot be offended.

Not to mention betraying him, if anyone speaks ill of him behind his back, he will be tortured by "three swords and six holes"!

All his enemies suffered extremely miserable consequences, with their families destroyed and their wives separated from their children.

Even the big shots on the White Road would not dare to offend the overlord of the underground world easily!

Although Long Tao is considered a big boss, he would not dare to betray Yang Zhenkun even if he had the courage to do so.



"Stab it!"

Suddenly, Ye Fan's eyes bloomed with dazzling brilliance, like a sword unsheathed.

"Long Tao, I'm not asking you to betray Yang Zhenkun, but I'm giving you a chance for glory!"

A chance for glory?

When Long Tao heard this, he looked suspicious and didn't know why.

At this time, Ye Fan continued: "There will be no fight between me and Yang Zhenkun! As long as you are willing to surrender, I will support you and become the new leader of Hongyi!"

"boom!"

These words were like a bomb that exploded in Long Tao's ears.

Although he was calm on the surface, the ups and downs of his chest revealed the turmoil in his heart, as if he was engaged in a battle between heaven and man.

I have to say that Long Tao's heart was moved at this moment.

Marx once said: "If capital has a profit of 50%, it will take desperate risks; if it has a profit of 100%, it will dare to trample all the laws of the world; if it has a profit of 300%, it will dare to violate the laws of the world."

If you commit any crime, you may even be hanged!”

But now, the conditions offered by Ye Fan are far beyond his imagination!

Become the new leader, turn your hands into clouds, and turn your hands into rain!

Almost no one can refuse such a temptation.

Although Long Tao has held a high position and lived a comfortable life these years, the bloodiness and ambition in his heart have never been eradicated.

However, Long Tao also knew that his ability to become a leader of the Outer Eight Halls was already at his limit, and it would be almost impossible for him to advance to the next level.

Even if Yang Ting is dead and Yang Zhenkun has no successor, the position of leader will never be his turn!

But the appearance of Ye Fan gave him a glimmer of hope.

Even if he will become Ye Fan's puppet and be driven by him afterwards, he is still inferior to one person and superior to ten thousand people!

Find wealth in danger!

Even at the risk of dying without a burial place, Long Tao was willing to take a gamble and put all his hopes on Ye Fan.

Bet on someone who will be powerful and prominent for a lifetime!

Thinking of this, Long Tao's eyes flashed, and he bowed deeply to Ye Fan, with his upper body and legs at a ninety-degree angle, extremely respectful.

Then, he said in an extremely humble tone: "Your Excellency, I promise you! After today, Long Tao is willing to work hard for you, through fire and water, no matter what!"

"Haha... Long Tao, you will soon realize that you have made the right choice! Tell me, where is Yang Zhenkun now?" Ye Fan asked.

"As far as I know, Master Kun - ah no! That old dog Yang Zhenkun has a secret base in the eastern suburbs of Huahai. It is impregnable and heavily guarded. Even a mechanized armor company cannot attack it!"

"Give me the exact location! Then prepare some manpower and be on standby at any time!"

Speaking of this, Ye Fan paused, and suddenly a domineering aura bloomed from his body. He looked down at the world, arrogant and arrogant, making people dare not look directly at him, and said in a thunderous voice:

"After tonight, there will be no Yang family in Huahai!"



Late at night, the stars are dim and dark clouds cover the moon.

On the outskirts of Huahai, there is a dilapidated and desolate road.

At the end of the road, there is a medium-sized coffin shop, about a hundred square meters in size. There are more than a dozen coffins of different shapes placed in the corner.

An old carpenter who was over sixty years old was holding a saw and drill and was working on an unfinished semi-finished product.

"Kick! Kick! Kick!"

Suddenly, a sound of footsteps came from far and near.

The old carpenter looked up and saw a young boy with a tall and straight figure and an extraordinary bearing.

"Young man, take a look for yourself first. These are all ready-made. If you need to customize them, it will take about half a month to build 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", when selling coffins, there is no need to greet people with a smile. If you really do that, you might just offend the customers.

Ye Fan walked around the coffin shop, and finally stood in front of a black coffin, saying solemnly: "Master, I want this coffin!"

"That one?"

The old carpenter looked up, his face changed, and he said quickly: "Young man, I can't sell this coffin to you, something will go wrong!"

"Now that it's done, is there any reason not to sell it?" Ye Fan asked calmly.

Hearing this, the old carpenter explained: "Young man, you don't know something! Old man, I went out of town last month, and my incompetent apprentice took a piece of wood to build this coffin for cheap, but he didn't

I didn’t know I was being cheated!

This wood is locust wood, which is very shady. In our industry, there is a saying: if you make a coffin out of locust wood, you will die with your eyes in peace. The word "sophora" means a ghost beside the wood. If you use locust wood to make a coffin, you will definitely attract ghosts.

If you have trouble, it will even harm your descendants. If you have no descendants, you must not make a coffin for the deceased!"

"Master, I know everything you said! I went to eight coffin shops tonight before I found such a locust wood coffin. Please sell it to me!" Ye Fan said solemnly.

"What?!"

Hearing these words, the old carpenter's pupils shrank suddenly, and he was dumbfounded. There was a huge wave in his heart, and he was so surprised that he couldn't be more surprised.

For a moment, the venue was completely silent, you could hear a pin drop, and it was deathly quiet.

Combined with the dozens of coffins surrounding it, the atmosphere was extremely strange.

It took more than half a minute before the old carpenter regained his composure and looked at Ye Fan's face, as if he had thought of something, he was hesitant to speak and was in a dilemma.

In the end, he still had a stern look in his eyes and said: "Young man, it's better to let go of enemies than to make them end. You have to be merciful and be merciful!"

"hehe……"

Suddenly, Ye Fan chuckled and said: "Master, have you ever heard of a sentence - if you cut the grass without eradicating the root, it will grow again with the spring breeze! Kindness to the enemy is cruelty to yourself!"

"Why……"

Feeling the determination in Ye Fan's tone, the old carpenter sighed quietly and said: "Since you have made up your mind, I will sell this coffin to you! But after walking out of this gate, this coffin is completely different from my coffin shop.

It has nothing to do with it!”

"Thank you, master, for making it possible!"

After Ye Fan paid the money, he lifted the coffin with one hand and leaned it on his shoulder, and walked out of the coffin shop with a stern expression.

"boom!"

An evil spirit that was as solid as substance came out from his body.

It’s a dark and windy night, a day of murder and arson!

He is going to kill someone!


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