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Chapter 1605 Mixed flavors

Rise to the top -

"Boss, don't talk nonsense to this bastard! If you say something, I will let him feel heartbroken. However, before letting this bastard go to see the King of Hell, I think his younger brother Lin Haoxuan wouldn't mind me slashing a few more on him. Lin Haoran, do you think, right?" Lin Xiyang was too lazy to pay attention to Lin Haoran's so-called explanation. The sharp knife in his hand gently stroked Lin Haoran's cheek, and a bloody cut straight from his ear to his chin.

"No, no, no! Brother Fan, Brother Fan, I will never dare to do it again. I will put all my money in the company and company account. I will raise money for you tomorrow and send it to you. Please spare me this time, just once, I will never dare to do it again next time, I will not dare to do it anymore." Lin Haoran, who smelled the bloody smell, knew that Dou Yifan was serious this time, and did not dare to talk more nonsense.

"How much did that piece of land make? Say!" Dou Yifan looked at Lin Haoran coldly. It was Lin Haoran's face dripping with bright red blood that made him think of managing his own business for the first time.

"I made money, I made money... Brother Fan, I said everything, please don't hurt me!" Until this time, Lin Haoran finally realized who was home and who was away, and told Dou Yifan about the business in Yinyue County like a bean.

Dou Yifan listened silently and estimated it roughly in his heart, which roughly matched the numbers reported by Lin Haoran. Under Lin Xiyang's murderous knife, Dou Yifan estimated that Lin Haoran, a coward, would not dare to tell lies again.

"Are you finished talking?" Dou Yifan's cool voice sounded, and Lin Haoran couldn't help but shivered.

"It's all over! Brother Fan, I'll ask the accountant to give you another 100,000 yuan tomorrow. No, no, 200,000 yuan more. If not, 300,000 yuan is fine. Just... just... treat it as your guidance fee." Lin Haoran nodded slightly, glanced at the sharp knife on his neck, and blinked his eyes weakly, wanting to buy Dou Yifan in this way.

"Hmph, give me an extra 100,000 yuan? Lin Haoran, do you think I am a beggar, right? Do you think I am as greedy as your two brothers in the Lin family?" Dou Yifan's anger burned again because of Lin Haoran's words. He asked Lin Haoran coldly, and the blue veins on his forehead were thumping, which scared Lin Haoran to his face and his lips were pale, and he almost couldn't say anything.

"No, no! Brother Fan, I just... just want to express my feelings." Lin Haoran didn't expect that his pretended to be generous angered Dou Yifan, so he quickly explained.

"Put your bullshit, I just need the money I deserve. I will see my part of the money before noon tomorrow. If after twelve o'clock noon, I find that you have a penny less than me, Lin Haoran, you should know what I will do. I heard that the woman in your family has food in her belly, right? If you dare to say another lie, don't blame me for letting you Lin's family lose their children." Dou Yifan said very lightly, but Lin Haoran's forehead was involuntarily sweat beads as big as beans.

Hearing Dou Yifan's words without any warmth, Lin Xiyang looked back at him with a complicated expression, his eyes turned but did not interrupt the two of them.

"I understand, I understand, thank you Brother Fan for letting me go! Thank you Brother Fan, thank you Brother Fan!" Lin Haoran cried and almost kowtowed to Dou Yifan and admitted his mistake.

Dou Yifan winked Lin Xiyang and walked to the door first. Lin Xiyang nodded to Dou Yifan, laughed at Lin Haoran, and the sharp knife in his hand pressed against Lin Haoran's intact face and was about to pull down.

"Brother Fan, help! Brother Fan, help! Brother Fan, you are good, don't do it, don't..." Lin Haoran screamed like a pig, and begged for mercy to Lin Xiyang in panic.

Hearing the sound, Dou Yifan's steps stopped at the door. He was about to turn back to stop Lin Xiyang, but he heard Lin Xiyang's cold questions.

"You did the thing that your brother Lin Haoxuan was ruined in your detention center, right?"

"Who are you? What else do you know?" Lin Haoran shouted shrillly. Unfortunately, Lin Xiyang's cold eye knife passed by, and he immediately closed his mouth consciously.

"It doesn't matter who I am, I know nothing matters, but you must remember what you have done. You use the opportunity of Lin Haoxuan being detained in the detention center to crippled your brother's legs, and then blame our Dragon Training Gang. This is what I have to take care of." Lin Xiyang said coldly, and the blade in his hand made a small hole in Lin Haoran's face with ease.

"Ah! Don't kill me, don't kill me! I didn't mean to blame you. I don't know the Dragon Trainer. I just wanted him not to leave prison. I just wanted..." Lin Haoran was on the verge of collapse, shook his head, worried that Lin Xiyang would really ruin his appearance in anger. Dou Yifan still wanted to take money from him. Lin Haoran knew that his life would be in danger for a while. But this does not mean that this guy holding a knife in his hand would not torture him to the point of being completely decent.

"Do you know now?" The sharp knife in Lin Xiyang's hand was slightly away from Lin Haoran's skin, but the cold voice suddenly dropped twice.

"What do you know?" Lin Haoran was a little confused, not sure if he was scared or really stupid.

"Training the Dragon Gang!" Lin Xiyang clearly spit out three words, and the knife in his hand touched Lin Haoran's cheek again.

"I know, I know, I know, the Dragon Taming Gang! Ah? What? The Dragon Taming Gang?" Lin Haoran trembled all over, fearing that Lin Xiyang would be cut into human flesh skewers by Lin Xiyang. However, even though he was frightened, his mind was not so chaotic that he could not even remember the name of the Dragon Taming Gang.

"Remember, I am from the Dragon Taming Gang. The money you owe is from the Dragon Taming Gang. Remember, if my elder brother is missing a cent, I will ask you to pay a pound of meat. And the things you did to your brother, I will take care of you first. If you get angry one day, don't blame me for not having any eyes for my knife." Lin Xiyang, as he was the identity of me, educated Lin Haoran, a person of the same family who might have been the same family five hundred years ago.
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