Ye Fan's voice was filled with murderous intent.

The next moment, Ye Fan's right hand that grabbed Yang Ting's neck suddenly exerted force, and a powerful internal force surged out.

Yang Ting only felt a powerful force coming like a volcano erupting.

The intense pain and suffocation made his face turn crimson purple.

His limbs kept struggling, trying to break free from Ye Fan's shackles, but in vain.

Not long after, his hands were drooping, his eyes turned pale, and he looked like he was about to faint.

"elder brother!"

Seeing this scene, Yang Jingjing let out a shrill scream, her face full of incredible expression.

Her brother, who was invincible in her mind, was now like fish on a chopping board, and was slaughtered.

"Titre! Titer! Titer!"

At this moment, a rapid and high-pitched sirens sounded, from far to near.

Several jing cars drove towards the restaurant, and the red and blue lights were shining under the night sky.

Obviously, the big news here has attracted the attention of the local police.

"Thorn!"

The tires had severe friction with the ground, and more than a dozen people got out of the car and rushed towards the restaurant.

At the first moment, they found that Ye Fan was choking Yang Ting's neck hard, and Yang Ting's facial features were twisted together, and blood-filled eyes were about to pop out of his eye sockets, looking like he was about to be strangled to death.

Seeing this scene, the middle-aged jing jing changed her face and scolded Ye Fan:

"Who are you? Don't move! Let go of the person quickly!"

...

Before, Yang Ting never thought that his grandson, who was the boss of Hongyi, would have to rely on investigation to rescue him.

But now, he was like a drowning man seeing a life-saving straw.

However, when Ye Fan heard this, he smiled slightly and said lightly:

"Comrade, you told me not to move, and asked me to let go of people. It was inconsistent and the difficulty coefficient was too high, so you couldn't do it at all!"

"Rare to the point! Put down the person quickly and squat down behind your back!" Jingzhai, the leader, said angrily.

Ye Fan fell into deep thought when he heard this.

He knew that with his current strength, not to mention a few more than a dozen people, he would not be afraid at all even if he had more than ten times more people.

However, they are official forces after all, and if they become enemies in public, they may cause unnecessary trouble to themselves.

Thinking of this, Ye Fan slowly let go of his right hand.

"Bang!"

Yang Ting's huge body fell to the ground with a bang, like a stray dog, with a clear blue-purple mark on his neck.

"Ahem...Ahem...Ahem..."

Yang Ting reached out to cover his neck and kept coughing.

His eyes were filled with unprecedented fear and horror, and he looked like he was still in a state of fear and was soaked in cold sweat, as if he had walked in front of the gates of hell.

At this time, the middle-aged Jingjian looked at the mess in the field, frowned and asked in a deep voice:

"This bureau received a report from the public that someone here was provoking trouble and committing violent crimes. What exactly happened?"

Hearing this, Yang Ting took seven or eight steps back and opened the distance from Ye Fan. Then the fear in his eyes turned into a tremendous anger. The evil man complained first:

"This kid tried to murder me just now. If you come a few minutes later, I'm afraid I'll be killed by him!"

...

At this time, the middle-aged Jingzhe looked at Yang Ting's face, as if he had thought of something, his pupils suddenly contracted, his body shook sharply, and he asked with some uncertainty:

"You are Yang Ting? The one from Hongyi Yang's family?!"

"Hmph... You have some vision to recognize me! Since you know it's me, why don't you catch this kid quickly!" Yang Ting gritted his teeth.

After receiving a positive answer from Yang Ting, the middle-aged Jingzhe's face changed drastically.

Although Yang Ting has disappeared in recent years, his reputation as the "Demon King of the World" is very famous in the China Coast Guard.

In the bureau, there are at least hundreds of cases involving Yang Ting, all of which are bloody and brutal murders and injuries.

However, the police have never had conclusive evidence to arrest him, and his grandfather, Yang Zhenkun, the hero of the underground world of Huahai, has a huge network of relationships, so he had to let Yang Ting get away with it.

But at this moment, this lawless demon king became the "victim" and was almost strangled to death just now.

"Swish!Swish!Swish!"

The next moment, countless gazes were all focused on Ye Fan, pushing him to the forefront.

The eyes of the more than ten jingers were full of surprise, and a huge wave of shock was stirred up in their hearts, and they were so surprised that they could not be more surprised.

They could not imagine that Ye Fan, who looked inconspicuous and could not be considered burly, could actually force Yang Ting to such a level!

At this time, the middle-aged jingjian, led, took out two handcuffs from his pocket and walked towards the two of them. His face was gloomy and he said word by word: "You two, come back to the bureau with us and be investigated!"

"Hahaha……"

Suddenly, Yang Ting let out an unscrupulous laugh and looked at Ye Fan and said with a grim smile:

"Boy, I admit that your strength is beyond my imagination! But on this acre of three-point land in Huahai, no one is the opponent of our Yang family!

It won't take long, I will come out with a big swagger! And you will be imprisoned. I will keep you as long as I want to keep you! After I come out, I will take revenge on all the family, lovers and friends around you! Because of you, they will all be implicated! It was you who killed them! Hahaha..."

Yang Ting was extremely arrogant!

Hearing these words, the middle-aged Jingjian's face was full of anger, but he could do nothing.

Because he knew that what Yang Ting said was true.

Even if they caught Yang Ting and the evidence was conclusive, so what?

With the status of Hong Yi and Yang family in Huahai, they have the capital to despise the law and trample on the rules.

Even if their immediate boss sees Hong Yi's leader Yang Zhenkun, he must be polite and dare not offend him.

Otherwise, Yang Zhenkun's order would shock the entire Huahai.

Faced with Yang Ting's threat, Ye Fan's face had no expression on his face, but his eyes were cold, just like the Siberian ice wind, and he said word by word:

"Yang Ting, do you think...I really don't dare to kill you?"

Upon hearing this, Yang Ting patted his chest and continued to provoke: "Hmph... The little brat, you dare to be stubborn when you die! Under the eyes of so many sluts, how dare you kill me?"

"Come on, I, Yang Ting, ask for killing! Please kill!"

...

The reason why Yang Ting is so confident is because of the observations behind him.

He knew that with these jingshou's strength, Ye Fan could not be stopped at all, but their identities were special. Once Ye Fan openly committed a crime, he would be an enemy of the Chinese authorities and would be wanted nationwide every minute.

Unexpectedly, at this moment, Ye Fan's aura suddenly changed, like a sharp sword unraveled, revealing its sharpness.

"Yang Ting, since you are asking for killing, begging for slaughter! Then I will kill you for you!"

As soon as he finished speaking, Ye Fan flashed and appeared in front of him like a ghost.

At this moment, Yang Ting's hair stood up all over his body, frightened, and had a strong ominous premonition, as if the god of death had raised his sickle and pressed it against his neck.

He subconsciously wanted to escape.

However, Ye Fan's right hand once again grabbed his neck.

The strong pain made Yang Ting twitch all over and could not resist at all, and there was a possibility of suffocation at any time.

Seeing this scene, the middle-aged Jingzhai's face changed drastically. He quickly took out a pistol from the leather holster at his waist. The black muzzle pointed at Ye Fan's head and shouted:

"Boy, let go quickly and let go of Yang Ting! Otherwise, I will shoot!"

Hearing this, Ye Fan's face was full of disdain. He looked at Yang Ting who was close to him and said lightly:

"You shouldn't have been threatened by my relatives and friends! When you arrive in the underworld, don't forget to tell the judge that the person who killed you is called Ye Fan!"

As soon as he finished speaking, murderous intent suddenly appeared.

Ye Fan's right hand exerted force suddenly.

"Click!"

The sound of bone fractures resounded throughout the audience.

Surrounded by more than a dozen jingers, Ye Fan broke Yang Ting's neck without hesitation.

Yang Ting's head tilted, as if he was just a deflated ball, and his limbs drooped.

Yang Ting, the devil in the world, is dead!
Chapter completed!