Underworld Pass

In the past, Lin Zhenle, who could be called a hero no matter how you say it, was so angry that he almost had a seizure because of Ye Fan's words. His whole body was trembling uncontrollably, and his eyes were red and bloodshot.

What did he say, Lin Zhenle was too young?
Simply ridiculous!
Back then, when he led a few little brothers out to fight the rivers and lakes alone, who dared to say that he was tender, who dared to humiliate him in any words?

Along the way, Lin Zhenle has played a lot of bloody and dark tricks. If he hadn't been busy cleaning up his crimes in recent years, Lin Zhenle might not have lost his previous arrogance. At this moment, Ye Fan poked his spine and insulted him.

"Not convinced?"

Ye Fan grinned, showing his eight white teeth, and said: "To be honest, I'm not convinced. After all, you are an old bone. You must be very unhappy to be humiliated by my little fresh meat. It's true, but, for the things you did, to be honest, it's not enough to let you die a thousand times, so—"

Speaking of this, Ye Fan was silent again just like before, and lit a cigarette very leisurely.

But his words, only half spoken, made Lin Zhenle's heart become anxious and irritable.

Just now, Ye Fan mentioned his youngest son. Now Lin Xiaotian committed suicide by jumping off the building in despair, and became an unjust dead ghost. He didn't want his second son to have another accident, so at this time, what Ye Fan said, could he not care?

"So what—"

Lin Zhenle gritted her teeth, looked at Ye Fan in front of her, her whole body was trembling, she really wished she could rush over to fight him now.

"Let me tell you the truth, hell, I opened it."

With a cigarette in his mouth, Ye Fan looked at Lin Zhenle in front of him angrily, and smiled slightly.

Lin Zhenle frowned, and said: "I dare not say what you opened—wait, hell!? You said that you opened the hell, so you are not the king of Hades, Ye Fan, do you think I am stupid?"

Seeing Lin Zhenle's disdainful expression, Ye Fan shook his head lightly, and said, "Believe it or not, well, anyway, after you die, the eighteen floors of hell in the underworld will be open for you at any time, now let's talk about business."

Ye Fan, who was talking, took out the IOU signed by Lin Xiaotian. The amount on it was marked as an integer of 200 billion, and Ye Fan placed it in front of Lin Zhenle.

"What do you mean?"

Lin Zhenle looked at Ye Fan in front of him with an ugly expression, and his body trembled.

"It's nothing interesting. It's very simple. It's only natural to pay back the debt. Now that your son is dead, the son's debt should be paid by the father."

Ye Fan chuckled, with a serious face, without any falsehood.

crunch--

Lin Zhenle, who was gritting his teeth, looked angrily at Ye Fan in front of him, but when he thought of his second son, even if he was furious in his heart, he still had to bear it. He just stared at Ye Fan with an ugly expression, and said, "I don't have so much money!"

"You don't have that much money?"

Ye Fan was stunned for a moment, couldn't help but chuckled, and said, "I said, Lin Zhenle, Boss Lin, are you kidding me? What are you saying, you are also the boss of a large group with a market value of nearly 600 billion. You say you don't have that much money. Are you kidding me, or do you think I'm really as stupid as you said?"

"Ye Fan, let me tell you seriously, I really don't have that much money. If it's just a few billion, I can take it out in cash, but you asked me for 200 billion. I'm sorry, even if you sell me, it's not worth 200 billion."

When Lin Zhenle said this, his expression became extremely ugly, and he said: "To be honest with you, if it wasn't for my second son, I wouldn't even give you a dime. I die as soon as I die. It doesn't matter. But, Ye Fan, do you think I will still coax you at this time?"

Lin Xiaotian's death already made Lin Zhenle heartbroken, and now Ye Fan is threatening the life of his second son, which is simply unacceptable to Lin Zhenle, who has already sent a white-haired man to a black-haired man.

Therefore, at this time, there is really no need for him to deceive Ye Fan.

"No, what about your net worth of tens of billions, did you give it away?"

"Not bad, give it away!"

"what!"

"I don't need to lie to you. You also know that I was very unclean before, with a very dark background. I wanted to wash my whites. Do you think I can wash my whites safely without a qualified umbrella?"

"What you said is also reasonable, but after all, this is a 200 billion IOU. It's only a few billion, isn't it justified?"

Ye Fan frowned slightly. With the experience of beating local tyrants again and again, Ye Fan's appetite became bigger and bigger. To be honest, some tens of hundreds or even hundreds of millions of money, Ye Fan is even a little despised now.

Otherwise, Lin Xiaotian would not hastily let Lin Xiaotian sign the 200 billion IOU directly. Ye Fan thought that this matter would be handled smoothly. Who knows that in the end, Lin Zhenle, who was supposed to be a big local tycoon, vehemently denied that he didn't have that much money, which really made Ye Fan feel a little disappointed and annoyed.

"It seems that you have made a lot of offerings over the years."

Ye Fan said bitterly, the money should have gone into his pocket, but now he was cut off halfway, he must be upset.

"Seventy-eight out of ten have made offerings."

Lin Zhenle also smiled bitterly, and said: "To put it bluntly, it's not called a confession, but a member. In fact, in the eyes of outsiders, I, Lin Zhenle, have the same scenery. I am a local tyrant and a big boss that countless people envy. But do you know that, in fact, I am just a small guy, just a scapegoat who can speak for others in the face of fame."

"Well, you're right."

Ye Fan took a deep breath, looked at Lin Zhenle in front of him with some disappointment, and said, "Then how much money do you have?"

"40 billion, this is all the cash I can come up with. If you want it, I can give it to you now. Of course, the premise is that you never get my Haoer's idea. Otherwise, even if I take this money into the coffin, you will never get a cent!"

Lin Zhenle gritted her teeth, her whole body was menacing, looking extremely domineering and cruel.

It's just that no matter how cruel he is, Ye Fan doesn't like this. He smiled lightly and said: "Don't play with me with such nonsense, do you think what you said is useful in my eyes?"

"Even if you are dead, I still have thousands of ways to make you open your mouth and reveal all your secrets. In this way, isn't your money also my money, and you still use this to threaten me. How much better do you think you are now? I want your life. It's just a sentence, bring the money!"

At the end, Ye Fan let out a low snort, and slapped Lin Zhenle heavily across the face, knocking Lin Zhenle into a daze with just one slap.

Covering her hot cheeks, Lin Zhenle, who was almost suffocated to death by Ye Fan's methods, gritted her teeth and said, "Okay, I'll give it to you!"

"Hurry up, my patience is limited!"

Ye Fan stared angrily at Lin Zhenle in front of him, Ye Fan naturally wouldn't have any mercy when dealing with such a bastard who is not as good as a beast. To be honest, it is not an exaggeration for Ye Fan to delay him hundreds of times for the things he did!
"wait a moment."

Lin Zhenle covered his hot fat face, and then walked to a corner on one side, and pulled out a hidden compartment from the wall, followed by a change in the entire wall, and soon a huge safe appeared in front of him.

Stretching out his hand and unlocking it with his fingerprint, Lin Zhenle pulled out a black gold centurion from the safe, handed it to Ye Fan with an ugly expression, gritted his teeth, and said, "The password is six and eight."

"You're smart."

Ye Fan chuckled, and said, "Bring the laptop, I'll wait here."

Lin Zhenle nodded to the stunned housekeeper, and said, "Go get the computer."

"Er—well, good sir."

The butler looked at Ye Fan with a look of embarrassment, I'm going to go, this is too good, not to mention beating Lin Zhenle, and knocking 40 billion away from Lin Zhenle, why don't you cheat like this!
Although his heart was shocked, the butler had seen the world and knew that Ye Fan was not easy, so he hurried to find the laptop.

Operating the computer sent by the butler, seeing a long string of zeros added to his card, Ye Fan smiled contentedly, and then said to Lin Zhenle: "You are smart, I like to cooperate with people like you, but it's a pity, you still have 160 billion less of me, is this a dead debt?"

Lin Zhenle didn't answer, he didn't know if he answered Ye Fan's words, what reason would this fellow find to ridicule him.

But Ye Fan's performance gave Lin Zhenle an impression that this guy is greedy, very greedy, simply insatiable!
Ye Fan, who threw the computer to one side, just said haha, and said, "Don't worry, as long as your second son doesn't do evil, I won't touch him. Now, let's settle your case."

call--

After hearing Ye Fan say that Lin Zihao would not be touched, Lin Zhenle couldn't help but relax, and finally put down the hanging stone, but when Ye Fan said that he would liquidate him, he became nervous again for a while.

If Ye Fan was just an ordinary person who dared to say such a thing, Lin Zhenle's disciples and grandchildren would have killed Ye Fan without Lin Zhenle's action.

But the key point is that he is not an ordinary person, and he is also a very evil guy. He even dared to claim that he opened the underworld, which made Lin Zhenle nervous.

"There are more than 200 people who died simply because of you, or indirectly because of you, not to mention the women and children who were trafficked by you, there are countless women and children who have been ruined by you, and there are as many as crucian carp in the river. I have to admit that your life is really worth it. No one would dare to think of living a life like yours, right?"

Ye Fan spoke word by word, and when women and children were mentioned, Ye Fan's face became extremely cold.

"Is it worth it? I guess."

Lin Zhenle, the hero of the past, now lowered his head with an ugly expression, looked at Ye Fan in front of him with a mournful face, and said, "What do you want?"

"What do I want? No, I really don't want to. You should have lived enough. Well, look at the time. It's ten o'clock in the evening, and you still have two hours to live. You can choose how to end your own life. If you don't die before twelve o'clock, then I have to do it myself."

Ye Fan didn't say any more, but turned around and left Lin Zhenle's house, walked outside, and disappeared after a while.

Only Lin Zhenle was left standing in the villa with a complicated expression, his face was miserable and ugly.