Ye Fan's voice was full of overwhelming murderous intent.
The next moment, Ye Fan pinched Yang Ting's neck with his right hand and exerted force, and the majestic inner energy surged out.
Yang Ting only felt an overwhelming force coming in like a volcano erupting.
The intense pain and suffocation made his face turn purple.
His limbs kept struggling, trying to break free from Mark's restraints, but in vain.
Not long after, his hands dropped down in despair, his eyes turned white, and he looked like he was about to faint.
"elder brother!"
Seeing this scene, Yang Jingjing let out a shrill scream, with a look of disbelief on her face.
The brother she thought was invincible was now like a piece of fish on a chopping board, ready to be slaughtered.
"Tit! Tit! Tit!"
At this moment, a rapid and high-pitched siren sounded, coming from far away.
Several police cars were driving towards the restaurant, their red and blue flashing lights shining in the night.
Obviously, the big noise happening here has attracted the attention of the local police.
"Stab it!"
There was violent friction between the tires and the ground. More than a dozen police officers got out of the car and rushed towards the restaurant.
At the first moment, they noticed that Ye Fan was squeezing Yang Ting's neck fiercely, and Yang Ting's facial features were twisted together, and his bloodshot eyes were about to pop out of their sockets, looking like he was about to be strangled to death.
Seeing this scene, the face of the leading middle-aged police officer changed drastically and he yelled at Ye Fan:
"Who are you? Don't move! Put the person down quickly!"
…
Before, Yang Ting had never thought that his grandson, the leader of Hongyi, would have to rely on the police to rescue him.
But now, he was like a drowning man who saw a life-saving straw.
However, when Ye Fan heard this, he smiled slightly and said lightly:
"Comrade, you asked me not to move, and then you asked me to put the person down. It's inconsistent and the difficulty level is too high. You can't do it at all!"
"How outrageous! Put him down quickly and squat down with your hands behind your back!" the leading police officer said angrily.
Ye Fan heard this and fell into deep thought.
He knew that with his current strength, let alone a dozen police officers, even if there were ten times more people, he would not be afraid at all.
However, they are an official force after all, and if they become enemies in public, they may bring unnecessary trouble to themselves.
Thinking of this, Ye Fan slowly let go of his right hand.
"boom!"
Yang Ting's huge body suddenly fell to the ground, like a bereaved dog, with an obvious bruise mark on his neck.
"Cough cough... cough cough cough..."
Yang Ting stretched out his hand to cover his neck and kept coughing.
His eyes were full of unprecedented fear and horror, and he looked as if he was in a state of shock. His whole body was soaked in cold sweat, as if he had walked through the gates of hell.
At this time, the middle-aged police officer looked at the mess in the venue, frowned, and asked in a deep voice:
"This bureau received reports from the public that there were people here who were provoking troubles and committing violent crimes. What exactly happened?"
Upon hearing this, Yang Ting first took seven or eight steps back to distance himself from Mark. Then the fear in his eyes turned into overwhelming anger. The villain complained first:
"This kid just tried to kill me. If you had come a few minutes later, I might have been killed by him!"
…
At this time, the middle-aged police officer looked at Yang Ting's face, as if he thought of something, his pupils suddenly shrank, his body shook violently, and he asked with some uncertainty:
"Are you Yang Ting? The Yang Ting of the Hongyi Yang family?!"
"Hmph... you have some eyesight, you can recognize me! Now that you know it's me, hurry up and arrest this kid!" Yang Ting gritted his teeth.
After getting an affirmative answer from Yang Ting, the middle-aged police officer's expression changed drastically.
Although Yang Ting has disappeared in the past few years, his reputation as the "Devil King" is very fierce in the Huahai police community.
In the bureau, there are at least hundreds of cases involving Yang Ting, all of which are bloody and brutal murders and wounding cases.
However, the police have never had conclusive evidence to arrest him, and his grandfather, Yang Zhenkun, a powerful figure in the Huahai underground world, has a huge network of connections, so they have to let Yang Ting go free.
But at this moment, this lawless devil has become a "victim" and was almost strangled to death just now.
"Whoa! Whoa! Whoa!"
The next moment, countless eyes were focused on Ye Fan, pushing him to the forefront.
The eyes of the more than ten police officers were full of surprise, and their hearts were filled with huge waves. They were so surprised that they couldn't be more surprised.
They couldn't imagine that Ye Fan, who looked inconspicuous and not even burly, could actually force Yang Ting to this point!
At this time, the leading middle-aged police officer took out two handcuffs from his pocket, walked towards the two of them, with a gloomy look on his face, and said word by word: "Both of you, come back to the station with us and accept the investigation!
"
"Hahaha……"
Suddenly, Yang Ting burst into unbridled laughter, looked at Ye Fan and said with a ferocious smile:
"Boy, I admit that your strength is beyond my imagination! But in this three-acre land of Huahai, no one is our Yang family's opponent when it comes to power!
It won't be long before I come out in a big way! And you will be behind bars. I can lock you up for as long as I want! When I come out, I will take revenge on all your family, lovers and friends! Because of you
, they will all be implicated! It was you who killed them! Hahaha..."
Yang Ting's arrogance is extremely arrogant!
After hearing these words, the face of the middle-aged policeman was full of anger, but he was helpless.
Because he knew that what Yang Ting said was true.
Even if they catch Yang Ting and the evidence is conclusive, so what?
With the status of the Hongyi Yang family in Huahai, they have the capital to flout the law and trample on the rules.
Even their immediate superiors had to be polite when meeting Yang Zhenkun, the leader of Hongyi, and did not dare to offend him.
Otherwise, Yang Zhenkun's order would shake the whole sea of China.
Facing Yang Ting's threat, Ye Fan's face was expressionless, but his eyes were as cold as the Siberian ice wind, and he said word by word:
"Yang Ting, do you think... I really don't dare to kill you?"
Hearing this, Yang Ting patted his chest and continued to challenge: "Hmph... you brat, you dare to speak harshly when you are about to die! How dare you kill me under the noses of so many gangsters?"
"Come on, I, Yang Ting, want to be killed! I want to be slaughtered!"
…
The reason why Yang Ting is so confident is because of the police officers behind him.
He knew that with the strength of these police officers, they could not stop Ye Fan at all, but they had a special status. Once Ye Fan openly committed an offense, he would be an enemy of the Chinese official and would be wanted nationwide in minutes.
Unexpectedly, at this moment, Ye Fan's aura suddenly changed, like an unsheathed sword, its sharp edge revealed.
"Yang Ting, since you are begging to be killed and slaughtered! Then I will kill it for you!"
As soon as he finished speaking, Ye Fan's figure flashed and appeared in front of him like a ghost.
At this moment, the hair on Yang Ting's body stood up, he was frightened, and he had a strong sense of foreboding, as if the god of death had raised a sickle and pressed it against his neck.
He subconsciously wanted to escape.
However, Ye Fan's right hand pinched his neck again.
The intense pain made Yang Ting twitch all over, unable to resist at all, and there was a possibility of suffocation at any time.
Seeing this scene, the middle-aged policeman's face changed drastically. He quickly took out his pistol from the holster at his waist, pointed the black muzzle at Ye Fan's head, and shouted:
"Boy, let go quickly and let go of Yang Ting! Otherwise, I will shoot!"
Hearing this, Ye Fan's face was full of disdain. He looked at Yang Ting who was close at hand and said lightly:
"You should never threaten me with my relatives and friends! When you get to the underworld, don't forget to tell the judge that the person who killed you is called Ye Fan!"
As soon as he finished speaking, murderous intent suddenly appeared.
Ye Fan's right hand suddenly exerted force.
"Kacha!"
The extremely clear sound of bones breaking resounded throughout the entire venue.
Surrounded by more than a dozen police officers, Ye Fan broke Yang Ting's neck without hesitation.
I saw Yang Ting's head tilted, like a deflated rubber ball, and his limbs drooped.