This voice was an old man's voice, if it wasn't for the old man's voice, Ye Fan wouldn't have looked over, and that voice sounded miserable, and the voice came from the bend of the road in the distance.

Although Ye Fan didn't understand what was going on, Ye Fan still walked over to take a look, if it was a normal old man's voice, Ye Fan wouldn't have looked at it, but the old man's voice just now came over, and it sounded very hard and painful, and the screams caused Ye Fan.

"Old immortal, I think you should be obedient and give us your family heirloom, otherwise, I will let you disappear here from now on."

A yellow-haired young man stretched out a foot and stepped on the chest of the old man who fell underground, although he was trampled on his chest by the foot of the yellow-haired young man, but the old man would rather die than speak, seeing that the old man was still unwilling to speak, the yellow-haired man continued to step on the chest of the old man underground.

Ye Fan, who was more than five meters away from the group of people, saw this scene clearly, although he didn't know who was right and who was wrong, but it was not right to beat the old man, and listening to the conversation of these people just now, it seemed that these people wanted to snatch some treasure from the old man, as a good young man who respected the old and loved the young, it was impossible for Ye Fan not to help.

But the premise is that the other party does not seek revenge on him, looking at the people in the distance, Ye Fan glanced around, found that he did not cover his position, and walked back to the position he had just done, there is nothing around here to hide that he will cast spells later, and at present, only the place where he is sitting now can hide his own spells.

I don't have how powerful Bajie is, of course I can't do the kind of freewheeling of Bajie, how you want to control people, how you want to control people, Ye Fan, who was sitting on the stool, thought about the control technique of Bajie Sect in his mind, and began to use it.

"Say, do you take it out now or not?" stepped on the old man's body with one foot, and pointed at the old man with the other hand, very arrogant, he didn't regard the old man in front of him as a human at all, but just when the yellow-haired young man was about to continue stepping on the old man, his head hurt, and the whole person began to be not controlled by his own brain.

Quickly turned around, stretched out his foot, and kicked at the chest of several young people who had just kicked the old man with him, and the few people standing next to him didn't expect that their boss would suddenly turn around and kick back at him.

In the surprise of everyone, two of them were kicked by the yellow-haired young man, and the whole person fell to the ground, head up, back down, with the first and second, then there must be a third kicked.

Because the man in charge is now controlled by Ye Fan, his strength cannot be compared with ordinary people at all, and Ye Fan controlled it this time, and found that he was much easier to control than last time, and his strength was also a lot stronger, as for why, Ye Fan didn't understand, maybe it was because he was used to it.

At the same time that the back few were kicked to the ground, the first few had already stood up, and when they saw that their boss dared to hit themselves, they also seemed to be crazy, and hit their boss, and an infighting began like this, about a few minutes later, Ye Fan, who was sitting in the distance controlling the leading yellow-haired youth, saw that the few people next to him had also been taught a lesson, and directly stopped controlling.

As soon as the control stopped, the young man who had just been controlled by Ye Fan had no strength to be controlled, and his mind became clearer, and he glanced around, and saw the brother who fell to the ground with a blue nose and swollen face, and the yellow hair was confused, and he just wanted to ask his brother what was wrong, but he didn't ask yet.

"Bang." With a bang, the man on the ground kicked the yellow-haired young man in the stomach, and a sound of falling to the ground appeared, and the yellow-haired young man fell directly to the ground.

Seeing that his brother actually kicked himself, the yellow-haired young man was angry, got up angrily, and slapped the person who had just kicked him, and just like that, the battle started again, the two sides fought each other again, and the infighting between a group of gangsters began again, I don't know how long it took, the police arrived, and it stopped, as for who called.

was also controlled by Ye Fan to beat others, of course Ye Fan would not be stupid enough to fight by himself, he didn't want to cause trouble if he had nothing to do, not that these people were looking for trouble for themselves, but he was afraid that those police would review and record confessions, Ye Fan didn't have much time.

"Boss, do you have sauerkraut for sale here as an authentic ingredient for boiled fish?" Boiled pickled cabbage fish, boiled with chili peppers, and barbecued fish are compared with each other, green vegetables and radish, each has its own advantages.

When Ye Fan asked, the boss smiled and said, "Of course there is, but little brother, how many barbecue ingredients do you buy at one time, it won't be a barbecue conference held by the company, right?" ”

"No, it's a friend of mine who needs it, I want to ask, how many barbecue ingredients do you have here, can you count a number for me to see, I plan to buy more barbecue ingredients from you."

Just asked by the boss, Ye Fan remembered that he might have to go back to the Internet café in less than two days, and he didn't know if he had free time to buy barbecue ingredients.

However, the boss said that he didn't know yet, and he needed to wait for half a day, and she could only reply to Ye Fan when she counted the number, and finally the two changed their phone numbers, and Ye Fan found a place where no one was there to open the passage to heaven.

"God of Food, how is it, this fish has been delivered, right?"

Ye Fan, who returned to the God of Food restaurant, saw the God of Food playing with his mobile phone on the side, the last time he came to see the God of Food, the God of Food was swatting flies, this time he didn't shoot, it may be that the flies in the sky are limited, and they have all been photographed by the God of Food.

Seeing Ye Fan coming back, the God of Food reluctantly put away his mobile phone, walked towards Ye Fan, and said, "It's here, but this time it cost us a year's merit." ”

"A year's merit?" Ye Fan didn't understand what merit was, and looked at the God of Food suspiciously.

The God of Food thought that Ye Fan didn't know how much merit he had used, and explained: "Don't look at how big my restaurant is, after deducting all kinds of expenses, the annual income is not much, that is, tens of thousands of merits, and you specially asked me to buy Tianhe fish this time, Tianhe's fish are difficult to catch, and the price is expensive, these hundreds of fish, all at once, I used more than 50,000 merits." ”

"Because the place of Tianhe is treacherous, where to fish is difficult, if you want to fish casually in Tianhe, except for Marshal Tianpeng, basically no one can have this ability."

Ye Fan heard that the God of Food was explaining how much merit was used, and the explanation was wrong, so he continued to ask: "God of Food, I want to ask, what is merit, I don't know much about merit, do I have merit?" Instead of asking how much merit you used. ”

When the God of Food heard that Ye Fan didn't understand merit, he almost jumped up and took a broom to drive Ye Fan away, fortunately, he had strong control ability, and he remembered the miracles that Ye Fan had created, so he calmed down, and if he could kill someone, he didn't know how many people he could kill, stared at Ye Fan and said, "You don't know merit, what kind of fish do you let us buy back?" ”

"I thought you had a lot of merit, it seems that if you can't sell these fish this time, I'll be miserable, a year, my merit, my God."

The god of food seemed to be missing millions, covering his heart, as if his wife didn't give money for his own use, and explained to Ye Fan with a very distressed expression.