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Chapter five hundred and seventh bullying(2/2)

Less than five minutes later, the door to the wing was knocked open again, and a large number of men and women strode towards the wing.

Walking at the front was a sturdy middle-aged man with a bronze-like face and a huge figure that almost burst his windbreaker.

He has a high nose and is blind in one eye, but his movements are even more domineering.

Lei Qianjue.

Ye Fan recognized the other party at a glance, but did not expect that Han Xiaozhong had moved away from his biggest backer.

Then, he smiled, sat down, picked up the unbroken 100,000 whiskey, poured a glass of wine, and drank slowly.

"Brother, are you here?"

Seeing Lei Qianjue and his men appear, the aloof Han Xiaozhong stood up and said, "I'm so sorry to trouble you so late."

"But there is no way. A young man with some skills pretended to be a martial arts alliance and caused trouble. He injured dozens of people and also injured Helian Qingxue. It's a bit tricky."

"I think it's better to let the elder brother practice his skills."

He strode closer.

Mei Niang and the others also nodded and bowed to greet him.

"Hello, President Lei!"

"Hello, Chairman Lei!"

"Hello Mr. Lei!"

Dozens of people smiled and greeted Lei Qianjue respectfully.

Mei Niang and Helian Qingxue raised the corners of their mouths and glanced at Ye Fan, seeming to say that Ye Fan was dead.

Ye Fan remained calm! "A person pretending to be a martial arts alliance?"

And hurt our people?"

Lei Qianjue didn't ignore the group of people who were approaching him with salivating faces and asked: "Who is so brave?"

Han Xiaozhong pointed at Ye Fan: "That's him!"

Lei Qianjue walked towards Ye Fan expressionlessly, with a hint of indifference in his voice: "Young man, you are very skilled at being able to defeat so many people. Tell me, which force are you from?"

"I'm very curious as to what gives you the confidence to harm the people of the Tiancheng Martial League on the territory of the Tiancheng Martial League!"

"Today, no matter who you are or who is behind you, you will die today."

"Although it is a pity, there is nothing we can do. The face of the Tiancheng Martial Alliance cannot be lost."

"Asking about the forces behind you, it's not that I'm worried about provoking people I shouldn't provoke, but I want to hold them accountable together."

Ye Fan smiled lightly: "President Lei is trying to bully others."

"I just bully others. If you don't accept it, just resist."

Lei Qianjue was very domineering: "Turn your face around me!"

Mei Niang and the others were all impressed by Lei Qianjue's domineering attitude.

"when!"

Ye Fan picked up the wine bottle and poured a large glass of whiskey into it, and also threw an ice cube into it.

Fully half a catty.

Depend on?

Can it still be installed?

Still pretending?

Lightning strikes! Mei Niang and Helian Qingxue looked at Ye Fan with scorn.

Han Xiaozhong yelled at the top of his lungs: "Are you still pretending?"

Ye Fan held the wine glass and turned half of his face: "President Lei wants to see me so much?"

Seeing Ye Fan, Lei Qianjue's body was instantly shaken.

After a while, how could I not recognize this face?

His eyelids jumped, and regardless of how many people were watching around him, regardless of how many eyes were staring at him, he ran to Mark and whispered: "I have met Inspector Ye!"

"Bullying others with power..." Ye Fan put half a kilogram of whiskey in Lei Qianjue's hand, and he took a small glass and touched it lightly: "President Lei, it's our first time meeting, let's have a drink."

"It's up to me, you do it."

He took a sip, then threw the glass away and looked at Lei Qianjue.

I'm free to do it, you did it?
Chapter completed!
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