"That's right. The middle-aged man nodded.

"Why?" Zhou Yufeng asked, "Don't tell me that you are his friend, or that he is too handsome to bear to let him die." ”

"Of course not. The middle-aged man shook his head.

"Why is that?" Zhou Yufeng's eyes narrowed.

The others also looked at the middle-aged man suspiciously, waiting for his answer.

The middle-aged man continued to play with the fork, and the small fork turned out flowers in his hand.

He said softly: "If you kill him, you are robbing my business, robbing my business is cutting off my financial route, and cutting off people's financial routes is like killing my parents, you say, should I stop it?"

After the middle-aged man said this, the hearts of the people in the box suddenly understood.

At the same time, he also roughly guessed the identity of the man.

Zhou Yufeng's eyes also widened, and he looked at the middle-aged man and said, "What? You turned out to be that guy's son!"

"What? This guy turned out to be my son?" Ye Bapao also shouted with wide eyes.

Sun Shilan rolled her eyes beside her, and said angrily: "Just now you said that people are stupid, why are you stupid with others now?"

The other women couldn't help but laugh and chuckled, instantly forming a beautiful landscape painting.

Only Ye Jiucha, a little girl in a wheelchair, had an indifferent expression, and she couldn't be more cold.

The exaggerated expression on Ye Bapao's face retracted a little, and then looked at Sun Shilan and said unhappily: "Sun girl, you really don't have any humor at all, I just follow his words, you see that guy sitting there is so ugly, how can it be my son?"

"Grass!" Zhou Yufeng scolded.

"Hmph!" the middle-aged man snorted coldly.

"Today, you must die!" both said at the same time.

The middle-aged man's murderous and sharp eyes stared at Zhou Yufeng: "It seems that you sincerely want to cut off my financial route, since this is the case, then I can only solve you first." ”

The words fell, and without waiting for Zhou Yufeng to say anything, his hand holding the fork shook his wrist slightly.

With a "whoosh", the fork turned into a streamer and flew out.

In the next moment, everyone in the box heard the sound of a sharp weapon piercing into the flesh.

Zhou Yufeng's eyes widened.

The fork went into Zhou Yufeng's throat, came out from behind, and ran through his neck.

Zhou Yufeng opened his mouth, but he couldn't say anything, only a large piece of blood gushing out of his mouth.

Poof!

Zhou Yufeng fell to the ground.

No life!

The entire box was silent at the moment.

Everyone's eyes widened.

No one could have imagined that this middle-aged man would really say that he would kill people!

The key is that he didn't kill ordinary people!

He killed the only son of the chairman of the Lando Group!

There was silence in the box for a long, long time.

In the end, I don't know who got up first, and shouted at the top of his voice: "Murder!!"

This loud sound almost shattered the glass, and naturally, it also brought everyone in the box back to their senses from the shock.

The whole box suddenly became extremely chaotic.

Screaming, slumped on the ground in fright, running in circles around the table, all sorts.

However, the middle-aged man who was the manager was still a little calm, and saw that the killer didn't pay attention to him at all, so he quietly took out his mobile phone and prepared to call the police.

But just when he quietly took the mobile phone out of his pocket, the sharp eyes of the middle-aged man suddenly fell on him.

Obviously, he didn't look at the other party, but the middle-aged manager still felt that at this moment, he was like being stripped naked and thrown in the ice and snow.

Cold.

It's so cold!

Under such pressure, the middle-aged manager was about to dial the number, but subconsciously found the universal remote control on his mobile phone, and he wanted to turn on the air conditioner in the box.

But it was at this point that the killer spoke again.

"You call the police, I'll give you a chance, and I just want to see if I can kill this person before the police come, and then get out of here, but I don't think there's any need to practice it, because it's easier for me to kill him than to kill him. ”

The killer's voice was calm, and there was a faint smile on his face.

It was this faint smile that gave people the impression that he had a strong self-confidence.

In his words, he was naturally referring to Ye Bapao.

Ye Bapao also came back to his senses at this time, and said loudly to the middle-aged manager: "He is right, you hurry up and call the police, I will catch this murderer!"

As the words landed, Ye Bapao's whole person also pounced on the killer like a hungry tiger.

Seeing Ye Bapao's behavior like this, which was no different from sending him to death, the killer couldn't help but sneer: "It's really beyond my strength!"

As he spoke, he raised his right hand slightly.

Just like a trick, inside the killer's hand, a dagger with a flickering cold light suddenly appeared.

You don't have to try, just a glance, you know that this dagger belongs to the kind of existence that sharpens iron like clay.

The killer smiled and waved his arm slightly.

He thought very simply, using the dagger in his hand that was as sharp as clay, and gently scratched Ye Bapao's neck.

At that time, Ye Bapao's head with a handsome face will be easily cut off by him.

He lifted his head to see Fan Jun's Lao Tzu Fan Bu Ugly, and he could be regarded as having completed the task.

It can be said that his plan was quite meticulous.

Every step is also calculated very carefully and carefully.

But he still made a mistake.

That is, the biggest mistake is to underestimate Ye Bapao's strength.

In other words, from beginning to end, he always thought that Ye Bapao was just an ordinary person.

And it wasn't until the next second that he finally understood.

Bite!

The dagger slashed into Ye Bapao's neck as he wished.

It's not the sound of a sharp weapon entering flesh, it's the sound of touching steel.

But the killer could clearly see that there was no barrier between his dagger and Ye Bacang's neck.

What the hell is going on?

The killer was puzzled.

Ye Bapao didn't give him an answer, grabbed the dagger with his backhand, snatched it into his hand, and then kicked the killer again, kicking him out.

The whole action is smooth and smooth, as if you are in a show.

The killer he kicked out of the plane crashed into the wall behind him and passed out.

Although he was unconscious, Ye Bapao didn't intend to let him go so easily.

Coming to the killer lying on the ground, Ye Bapao first raised his foot and stepped on one of his left arms, and then used the opponent's dagger to insert it into the opponent's right hand.

Through his right hand, he plunged deep into the floor and pinned his hand to the ground.

Ye Bapao clapped his hands as if he had done something insignificant, grinned happily and said, "Okay, now there is another bonus!"