Although Ye Fan was not angry, he was still a little unhappy in his heart, so he closed the webpage directly.

"How much graphene mobile phone cases are currently produced?"

Ye Fan asked.

"Boss, nearly 100,000 have been produced so far!"

"It can produce more than 60,000 a day, and if you increase the mold, the speed will be faster!"

X Zhi Brain responded.

Ye Fan shook his head and said.

There are still too few molds.

It seems that it will be necessary to increase more.

"In addition, we have shipped graphene raw materials to all the factories of the four major mobile phone groups last night, as long as the technology is provided, we will soon be able to produce the parts needed for graphene mobile phones, and they can be assembled at that time!"

Zhi Brain said.

"Very well, it seems that everything is going perfectly!"

....

Chairman of Aurora Group Mujing-kun, he is now shivering in a safe house.

It's been two days.

According to the secretary's report.

The number of people who participated in the hunt for him was as high as 200!

There are only a few people in the entire killer network.

Nearly half of these killers came to assassinate him!

He was shivering, he didn't eat well or slept well these days, for fear that he wouldn't get up as soon as he closed his eyes.

The number of bodyguards at the door is constantly increasing.

Looking at the surrounding walls, Kii-kun finally felt a sense of security in his heart.

The walls around are made of steel plates after 20 centimeters, and there is no problem in defending against missiles, let alone defending against 4C explosives, as long as someone approaches, they will be subdued immediately, anyway, I heard from the bodyguards, and there have been strangers walking back and forth to observe them in this safe house recently.

I guess it's the killers.

They came to the door.

Kii-kun, whose eyes were bloodshot, trembled inwardly.

Am I going to live here for the rest of my life?

What's the difference between this and jail?

It's better to live than to die.

bastard

Damn Ye Fan.

If it weren't for you, I'd end up like this!

Mujing-kun kept cursing Ye Fan.

I even wondered myself, why did I provoke the future technology crystallization company, if I didn't provoke them, I would have become like this?

If he hadn't provoked them, he would have lived like an emperor as before.

And now?

Everything is a floating cloud.

Bang bang bang!

Just when Kii-kun doubted his life, various gunshots rang out at the door.

Shots fired.

Are they going to do it?

Kii-kun walked back and forth in the room, and he didn't know where to hide!

No one can get in without a password.

And he has arranged nearly 100 bodyguards, all of whom are armed with guns.

These bodyguards should kill all those killers.

Kii-kun was lucky in his heart.

"Ah!!h

Screams rang out at the door.

Then a pool of blood flowed down the crack in the door.

The guards at the gate were dead.

When Kii-kun saw the pool of blood, his pupils shrank instantly, and he cautiously walked to the door and looked through the camera at the door.

at the door.

A group of men dressed in black cloaks stood there silently, not saying a word, looking coldly at the door.

They remained motionless, as if they were murderous.

At their feet, all were the corpses of bodyguards in suits.

All dead!

Kii-kun's body trembled violently.

They all came to the door.

What to do, what to do!

Click!

Suddenly.

The door of the room rang with a turning sound, and immediately after, the burglar lock was opened.

When Kijing-kun saw this scene, he shrank in pain.

Finished!

Boom!

The door to the room is slammed open, and Kii-kun flies upside down.

And at the moment he fell to the ground.

I clearly felt my scalp, grabbed fiercely, and dragged towards the door.

"Ahh Baga, let go of me, bastard, it hurts! ”

"Let go of me!"

Kii-kun scolded.

But those black-clothed killers were expressionless, dragging his scalp without any fluctuations.

Kii-kun struggles and tries to escape.

But the killers didn't give him a chance at all, and cut off his limbs in an instant.

"Ah!!h

Kii-kun, who was screaming wildly, was about to collapse in pain.

My whole body was numb.

Pale face.

The limbs were cut off.

Columns of blood gush.

I have no arms, no legs.

I'm going to be a wreck.

"Head, I want it!"

At the scene, the killers began to confront each other again.

It seems that they all want the head of Kii-kun.

His head was worthless, but it was a promise.

Can they not want it?

"By rank?"

"Whoever has the higher rank will get this head?"

A veteran killer said coldly.

"What about? Whoever has a high level can get a head, then you don't have any strength at all, they are all people we killed, do you say you can get a head if you want it? ”

"Yes, you have the ability to look at the number of people killed, every time you kill a person, you will cut off a little finger, then let's count, who has more little fingers, who can get this head, wouldn't it be better?"

"Hehe, as long as it's a person's little thumb, it is estimated that it can be used by you to fill the number, right? I don't think this plan works, so isn't it who rushes to the front, who has an advantage? ”

That's not right, this isn't right.

All the killers were silent again.

It became cold.

And Kii-kun looked at them in despair.

He was auctioned off as a pig.

He is the chairman of the dignified Aurora Group.

Yes.

Hurt!

The pain in his limbs made Kii-kun almost faint.

Bang bang bang!

Just when Kii-kun was howling miserably.

The killers suddenly moved, and the action was not as deaf as the thunder.

Instant hands-on.

There were a lot of people who were shot dead before they could react.

Those who can react are all high-level elite killers.

"Since this doesn't work, that doesn't work, then let's see who can survive in the end!"

A killer yelled.

The other killers were also fierce.

Various shootouts began.

Unable to move, Kii-kun could only watch in despair as they fought for themselves.

For their own heads.

And in the midst of a shootout with everyone.

A burly man came up to Kii-kun and looked at him with a sinister smile on the corner of his mouth.

"The boss said that he wanted me to cut off your head myself!"

The burly man's bloodthirsty way.

The facial expressions are extremely terrifying.

Hearing that it was the language of the Celestial Empire, Na Mujing-jun was stunned for a moment, and then looked at the burly man in horror and said, "Who are you, who did you shoot it, is it Ye Fan, is it that bastard!" ”

"You dare to insult my boss, it seems that you can't wait, come, I'll help you understand everything!"

The burly man said with a hideous expression.

Immediately after, a sharp dagger rested directly on the back of Kii-kun's neck.

Knife after knife.

For a while, that Kijing-kun couldn't die.

That's what the burly man wanted.

A little bit of torture to death for you!

Until you die of despair!

......