C4 Chicken Dog

"Elder sister, you're soft-hearted again." Chu Qingxue glared at Chu Qingya. This sister of hers was good at everything, except that she was too soft-hearted. In the shopping mall, being soft-hearted was taboo. He should have made that bastard suffer a little, so that he could see his toad identity clearly. Otherwise, if he sticks to you like a dog skin plaster, what will you do? "

"Alright then …" Chu Qingya glanced in the direction Ye Fann left worriedly. Right now, she could only hope that the people from Loong Teng Group would be gentler in their attacks.

Ye Fann naturally did not know what Chu Qingya was thinking. If he knew, he would have definitely said that it was Loong Teng Group and not him who should pray for blessings.

Loong Teng Group in Hedong City had always had a bad reputation. When the taxi driver heard that Ye Fann was going to ask for revenge at Loong Teng Group, he wanted to get Ye Fann off the car without saying anything else. He didn't want to die with Ye Fann.

Ye Fann said whatever he wanted to say. In the end, he added a bit more money, so the driver reluctantly agreed.

However, this also made Ye Fann more curious. What kind of background did the Loong Teng Group have? How could it make people so scared.

Very quickly, the car arrived in front of the Soaring Dragon Building. A dozen large men wearing security guards uniforms and holding electric batons were walking around in front of the building.

This scene looked very scary, but Ye Fann smiled in disdain.

He could immediately tell what was inside this Loong Teng Group.

"They are just a bunch of trash..." Ye Fann narrowed his eyes. Although these people looked very strong, they were actually too weak to withstand a single blow. If they were placed in Africa where war was raging, they would not even be able to live half an hour.

This was because they didn't have any sort of discipline.

Ye Fann was even more confident now. However, what surprised him was that after he revealed his purpose for coming, those guards actually only smiled mockingly and let him in without even stopping him.

It would be good if he didn't try to stop him, since it would save him a bit of energy. Ye Fann thought for a while before stepping into the Soaring Dragon Building.

At the front desk of the company was a beauty with thick makeup wearing a black business suit. When she saw Ye Fann walk in, she only glanced at him for a moment before continuing to play with her phone.

"Hello, I'm looking for your boss." Ye Fann squinted his eyes.

"Do you have an appointment?" The beauty with thick makeup asked.

"Nope." Ye Fann shook his head.

The beauty with thick makeup sized up Ye Fann and then said lightly: "Please go back, our boss has no time to see you."

Ye Fann smiled and didn't say anything.

He slammed his fist into the marble front.

"Are you crazy …" The beauty with thick makeup was a little angry, was there something wrong with this person's brain?

But soon after, a cracking sound rang out, stopping the rest of her words in her mouth.

With Ye Fann's fist as the center, a few spiderweb-like cracks appeared on the marble front desk in front of her.

"Does your boss have time now?" Ye Fann asked lightly.

The beauty with thick makeup swallowed her saliva and silently dialed the boss' number, Zhang Chenghu.

"Zhang... There was always someone … I'm looking for you. " The makeup beauty looked at Ye Fann in fear. She didn't know what Ye Fann's fist was made of, but she knew that the front desk was made of marble.

"Who?" Zhang Chenghu could immediately tell that something was wrong with the girl with the thick makeup.

"Chu Qingya's husband." Ye Fann said.

"He said he was Chu Qingya's husband."

In the office, Zhang Chenghu crawled up from the naked female secretary and frowned.

Chu Qingya's husband?

Since when did Chu Qingya have a husband?

"Let him come up." Although he was confused, Zhang Chenghu was a character who had licked blood off his blade, so he wasn't afraid anymore.

"Director Zhang's office is on the 18th floor." The beauty with thick makeup said timidly.

"Eighteenth floor?" Ye Fann smiled playfully. This Loong Teng Group boss was quite interesting.

He actually dares to set up his office on the 18th floor. It has to be said that for most people, it's still too late to avoid the number 18. After all, 18 isn't an auspicious number.

To be able to live in the eighteenth level of hell, he must be an evil spirit among evil spirits.

Since you think of yourself as the Ghost King, then I, the King of Hell, will come and fight you today! Ye Fann smiled as a bright light flashed across his eyes.

In Zhang Chenghu's office, the sexy female secretary wore a dress and her face was flushed.

"Go, get Knife and the others over here." Zhang Chenghu patted the secretary's ass and said.

"Yes." The secretary lowered her head and answered. Just as she opened the door, she saw a strong face in front of her.

It was Ye Fann.

Ye Fann entered the door. Zhang Chenghu was a strong middle-aged man with a knife scar on the right side of his face. He wore a plaid shirt with unbuttoned chest, showing off his firm chest muscles.

"What's your name?" Zhang Chenghu glanced at Ye Fann and asked.

"Ye Fann."

Ye Fann frowned. The smell of the remaining love liquid in the room made him feel uncomfortable.

"You're here to collect the debt?" Zhang Chenghu lit up a cigarette and took a long drag.

"Yes." Ye Fann nodded.

"Do you know where the last person who came to ask for my money is now?" Zhang Chenghu asked.

"I don't know." Ye Fann shook his head and looked at the furnishings in Zhang Chenghu's office.

"He's in the hospital now, with six broken ribs, hmm …" "He also has a leg tendon, so I guess he'll have to spend the rest of his life in a wheelchair. Tell me, is he miserable?" Zhang Chenghu looked at Ye Fann with a bit of ridicule in his eyes, as if he was looking at a monkey.

"Pitiful, this is too tragic." Ye Fann smacked his lips and sighed.

"Then do you still want to pay?" Zhang Chenghu asked as he blew a smoke ring.

"Yes!"

"Cough cough!"

Zhang Chenghu was dumbstruck by this word. This kid must be a retard. He had already said this, yet he still dared to say it.

"Bro, did your brain get crushed by a car?" Zhang Chenghu put out his cigarette, stood up and fiercely asked.

"Nope." Ye Fann shook his head and said calmly: "CEO Zhang, it is only right and proper that you pay your debt. I will not pursue what you have done before, but now that I have come, I advise you to take out that money."

Zhang Chenghu's mouth curved into a cruel smile as he sneered, "What if I don't want to?"

Ye Fann suddenly grinned and said, "Then I will hit you until you are willing."

"Xiao Dao, come in!" Zhang Chenghu slammed the table, causing the ashtray on the table to buzz.

The door was pushed open, and seven or eight strong young men rushed in.

"Take off his legs." Zhang Chenghu pointed at Ye Fann and said lightly. He had never seen such an ignorant fool. In Hedong City, it was always him, Zhang Chenghu, who would dare to seek revenge?

Seven or eight young men revealed a murderous look behind them as they charged towards Ye Fann's left and right bags.

They had been roaming around Haidong City with Zhang Chenghu all those years ago. Over these years, they had earned quite a reputation by relying on their ruthlessness.

Fighting was a common occurrence.