The Strongest Face-Slapping King in the City-Chapter 853 Ye Qing (First Update)

Lin Bin’s heart was trembling!

Ten million!

This is ten million!

How could he not know Zhang Fan was extorting him!

But what can he do now?

A group of bodyguards was too scared by Zhang Fan to even move! Uncle De was lying there, injured!

What can he do?

A wise man knows better than to fight when the odds are against him!

What is money all about!

As long as he can get out safely, he will surely take revenge!

"Oh come on, keep your expression natural. You broke someone’s stuff, you’re supposed to compensate! It’s not like we’re extorting you!" Zhang Fan said, patting Lin Bin’s shoulder.

Hearing this, An Yiyi’s face twitched.

This isn’t extortion?

I fell for your crap!

Ten million, damn it’s not a small amount!

"Go transfer the money to the old man’s account!" Zhang Fan laughed.

Lin Bin gritted his teeth, directly handed the card to Old Yang.

Old Yang swiftly pulled out the POS machine, quickly swiped the card, and handed the machine to Lin Bin: "Password, little brother!"

Lin Bin, his hands trembling, entered the password, then stared at Zhang Fan and said: "Can I leave now?"

Zhang Fan nodded: "Your legs are attached to your feet, whether you leave or not is your business!"

After speaking, Zhang Fan walked over to Old Yang, put his arm around him and said: "Old man, hurry up, split the money!"

Upon hearing this, the corners of Old Yang’s mouth twitched immediately.

Crap, can’t you wait until Lin Bin leaves to mention this?

And so many people are watching us here!

Do we really have to make it look like we’re extorting people together?

"Give me your account!" Old Yang said.

Looking at the 8 million that arrived, Zhang Fan grinned: "Thanks, Young Master Lin, I’ve got the money for today’s gift, take care!"

A while ago, Zhang Fan had transferred 13 million to his mom.

Now, his own account had 5 million and 2 hundred thousand. Fifty million belonged to Di Xiele, and the leftover 200 thousand was his own share!

Two hundred thousand isn’t enough to buy anything, especially for buying gifts for his mother-in-law; he definitely needs to buy something good.

Adding the current 800 thousand, he had one million, which should be enough to buy something decent!

After walking twenty meters, Lin Bin’s legs shook, and his face twisted viciously!

"Gift money? Ha, this is your coffin money!"

Squeezing out from the crowd, Lin Bin directly whipped out his phone.

"Dad, Uncle De had his hands and feet broken, I got extorted for ten million, come to Panjiayuan as soon as you can!"

After the call, Lin Bin looked up at the sky, taking a deep breath.

"Kid, today is your death anniversary!"

Meanwhile, Zhang Fan was nudging Old Yang: "Old man, know where to find antiques?"

It’s time to buy a gift for his mother-in-law after walking around!

If he wants to buy something truly valuable, wandering around aimlessly definitely won’t cut it!

After looking all along the way, to be honest, he hadn’t seen a single decent antique!

Old Yang in front of him seemed like someone with all kinds of connections; he surely knew where to find good stuff.

Upon hearing Zhang Fan’s words, Old Yang chuckled: "See that street? Go straight, turn right, there is a little alley, at the end of the alley, there’s a plaque with ’Black Market’ written on it. You go, I’ll see if I can tidy up these things and sell them off!"

Zhang Fan rolled his eyes.

Damn it, just as expected, shady! These low-value pieces costing less than a hundred, the old man actually wants to sell them!

Nobody else would do that!

"OK, I’m heading off, it was a pleasure working with you!" Zhang Fan said, grabbing Ye Xuan’s hand and leaving!

"Kid, be careful of Lin Family causing trouble!" Old Yang shouted!

Zhang Fan scoffed with a smile: "Old man, if you’re not afraid, what do I have to be afraid of!"

Old Yang chuckled: "Then take care, not seeing you off!"

Immediately, Old Yang glanced at the two bodyguards hiding in the crowd, squatted down, wrapped up a heap of junk, stuffed it into a nylon bag, and walked off!

"Young Master, that guy went to the Black Market, the old man left too!" someone said, holding the phone.

"That guy doesn’t matter, you keep a close watch on that old man." Lin Bin’s gaze flashed with a hint of viciousness.

An Yiyi stared at Zhang Fan’s back, his eyes flashing with a glimmer.

"Find out that guy’s identity!" An Yiyi said to the person beside him.

After speaking, he followed Zhang Fan, heading towards the Black Market!

Zhang Fan’s capabilities truly amazed him!

He was curious to see what kind of person Zhang Fan really was!

"Brother An, Lin Family followed Old Yang!" someone beside An Yiyi said.

An Yiyi said coldly: "Old Yang’s a mysterious old codger, don’t bother about him! If they want to seek death, let them!"

Zhang Fan, holding Ye Xuan’s hand, arrived at the alley described by Old Yang!

At the end of the alley was an ancient-looking large gate!

Above the gate were the wild cursive words ’Black Market’, incredibly wild.

At the entrance stood two bodyguards. Robust and strong, clearly skilled practitioners at a glance!

This place, compared to the bustling street earlier, was much quieter!

Passersby were almost silent, and the twenty-meter alley had only a handful of people.

At this moment, a voice laughed coldly: "Well well, isn’t this Ye Xuan!"

Soon, two figures appeared in front of Zhang Fan!

Leading them was a young man, with an exquisitely beautiful woman tightly clutching his arm, her ample bosom rubbing against him!

"Ye Qing!"

Ye Xuan’s face sank immediately.

Ye Qing’s eyes swept over Ye Xuan and lightly said: "No manners, I’m your cousin, at least call me brother!"

Upon hearing this voice, Zhang Fan understood.

This person in front, as it turns out, belongs to the Ye Family!

At this moment, Ye Qing looked towards Zhang Fan: "Kid, you’ve got guts, daring to mess with my Ye Family."

"Let’s go! Ignore him!" Ye Xuan pulled Zhang Fan to leave!

"Ha, wanting to go to the Black Market! But you might not be able to get in! To enter the Black Market, you need a Black Card, a Black Card requires proof of at least ten million in assets." Ye Qing sneered.

That cold gaze carried endless mockery!

"Brother Qing, ten million is nothing to Miss Ye, oh come on, she has at least a few billion now! Ten million isn’t even pocket change!" the glamorous woman sneered.

Ye Qing sneered: "Ha, ten million! If it was before, she might have had it, now, my second uncle, having bad luck, is fighting my dad for a piece of land. Haha, he’s borrowed money for months now, probably can’t even pull out a hundred thousand!"