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    “Ah!”

    Song Qinghou and the others were shocked when they saw someone in their suite.

    They never expected that someone would kill the servants and guards, sneak into this extremely tight suite quietly, and wait for Song Qinghou.

    When Chubby’s cronies and others subconsciously drew their weapons and pointed them into the house, Song Qinghou also targeted Ye Fan, who was sitting next to the coffee table and pouring red wine.

    The lights in the room were dim, and Song Qinghou didn’t see Ye Fan’s face clearly, so he shouted: “Who are you?”

    Ye Fan shook the red wine and said with a smile: “The Song family master and Song Shiyan wanted me dead time and time again, but in the end they are not even familiar with me. Are they looking down on me too much?”

    Song Qinghou’s face changed drastically: “Are you Ye Fan, the foreigner who stabbed Shi Yan every day?”

    Although he didn’t pay much attention to Ye Fan at all, he still knew about Ye Fan’s existence and knew that he was a troublemaker for his son and the guy he wanted to get rid of.

    Ye Fan smiled helplessly: “Actually, I never thought of stabbing your son. It’s because he always likes to cause trouble for me and have me perform surgery.”

    “He has framed me and slandered me more than once, and he also wanted to shoot me behind my back. Especially tonight, the Mai killer and the bald man attacked me, and the method was very despicable.”

    “If I hadn’t been so brave, even if I didn’t die in the parking lot, I would have been shot to death by a bald guy at the intersection!”

    “So it wasn’t me who provoked you and your son from beginning to end, but you didn’t want to give me a way to survive, so I had no choice but to fight back. I had no choice but to fight back.”

    Ye Fan lowered his head and took a sip of red wine, then sighed softly, enjoying it very much.

    Song Qinghou didn’t talk nonsense and stared at Ye Fan like a poisonous snake: “The woman in black who attacked me at the door is also one of yours?”

    He did not immediately order an attack on Ye Fan. The fact that Ye Fan was able to sneak in here quietly meant that he was stronger than Song Shiyan described.

    Song Qinghou planned to wait for support and Song Shiyan to bring people back, and then find a way to kill Ye Fan, an uninvited guest.

    So he stalled for time.

    Ye Fan rubbed his head: “She is just a bitch…a passionate woman. She has nothing to do with me. At least, I can’t order her.”

    “I initially objected to her trying to turn around and attack you, but I can’t help it if she insists on having her own way.”

    “But it’s okay. She attacked you in public like this, giving me a chance to sneak in and wait for you.”

    Ye Fan gave a bitter smile: “And seeing that there aren’t many guards around you, she must have lured the rest of the army away. It seems that I still owe her a favor.”

    Song Qinghou’s voice dropped: “What nonsense, why can’t I understand it at all?”

    Ye Fan shrugged and smiled: “It doesn’t matter if you don’t understand, it’s not important. What’s important is that you and I should settle things properly.”

    Song Qinghou laughed angrily, looked at Ye Fan and said, “Settling with me, are you strong enough?”

    “Do you know that this building belongs to me, and this building is full of my people, and my son will come back soon with his people.”

    Song Qinghou frightened Ye Fan: “You are alone and want to settle things with me, why don’t you think about yourself?”

    He could see that Ye Fan was strong, otherwise he wouldn’t be sitting alone in his room, but he couldn’t weaken his voice, otherwise it would affect the morale of his subordinates.

    Once morale weakens and his men lose their fighting spirit, his chances of survival will plummet.

    Ye Fan smiled: “The fact that I dare to appear here and do it openly means that I am not afraid of your people, nor are I afraid of Song Shiyan bringing people back…”

    Song Qinghou’s eyes were a little sharper. After feeling Ye Fan’s murderous intention, he softened his expression, looked at Ye Fan and asked:

    “What exactly do you want?”

    “Do you want money, a promise, or a woman like Jiang Zhiyi?”

    “As long as you tell me, if the conditions are not outrageous, I don’t mind satisfying you!”

    “After all, we are not the ones who want to kill our father or take away our wife. There is no need to fight like this to the bitter end and both sides will suffer!”

    “So, we can talk and turn conflicts into friendship!”

    He was tempting Ye Fan skillfully, but in his heart he thought that once he captured Ye Fan, he would have to peel off his skin and cramps, otherwise he would not be able to rebuild his authority.

    Ye Fan smiled: “Song Shiyan is such a beast, you are definitely not a good person who keeps your word, so your promises and guarantees are meaningless.”

    “I’m coming here tonight to do two things. One is to taste the wine of you rich people.”

    He drank the red wine in the glass in one gulp: “There is another thing, I want to lend you your head to quiet your ears.”

    Song Qinghou looked at Ye Fan sharply, then pointed at the bookcase on the left wall: “There are three kilograms of South African diamonds in it, take it!”

    Ye Fan shook his head.

    Song Qinghou pointed at the wine cabinet on the right: “There are three Southern Dynasty jadeite statues in the third compartment of the wine cabinet. They are lifelike and priceless. Take them!”

    Ye Fan shook his head again.

    Song Qinghou pointed at the ceiling of the room: “There is a stack of bearer bonds hidden in the vent, worth one billion, all for you.”

    Ye Fan exhaled a long breath: “What you gave is very tempting, but it is meaningless to me, because I only want your life.”

    He hasn’t said a word in his heart yet, that is, I will kill you, and everything will belong to me!

    Song Qinghou’s face darkened, he stared at Ye Fan and said coldly: “You have to take action against me?”

    Ye Fan smiled faintly: “I have worked hard to get here. If I don’t kill you, why don’t I dance a section of “Exhibiting Ambition” for you?”

    Song Qinghou snorted: “Are you so sure of killing me?”

    Ye Fan took a sip of red wine: “If you are not sure about killing me, why don’t you arrange for the bald guy to take my life!”

    “Damn thing!”

    Song Qinghou’s expression changed: “I have tried to please you over and over again, and I want to turn enemies into friends with you, but you are toasting me instead of eating and being fined with wine. Do you really think I can’t kill you?”

    Ye Fan smiled noncommittally: “It’s not that I want to drink as a penalty, but I know that you have never thought about turning my enemies into friends from the beginning to the end.”

    “Your good attitude and diamonds and emeralds are just ways to confuse and deceive me.”

    “What you really want to do in your heart is to delay time, and then wait for reinforcements to arrive and kill me at all costs!”

    Ye Fan gently shook the wine glass: “That’s why I believe in your reconciliation…”

    “Hahaha!”

    Song Qinghou was stunned for a moment, then laughed wildly, with some appreciation:

    “As expected of you, you are a headache for my son, and you are worthy of being a person that the bald guys and others can’t do anything about. You do have some moral integrity!”

    “Not only can you touch my apartment quietly, but you can also read my thoughts at a glance. It’s extraordinary, extraordinary.”

    He was very proud: “But it’s a pity that your experience and experience in the world are still too shallow, otherwise you wouldn’t be sitting in the room stupidly and talking to me so much.”

    Ye Fan looked at the other person and smiled: “Am I too inexperienced?”

    Song Qinghou took a step back and played with the Rolex he had taken off:

    “You all know that I am waiting for reinforcements, but instead of taking action against me quickly, you pretend to be around me and act like you have seen through me.”

    “Although this seems like you are pretending to be very knowledgeable, it actually reduces your chances of winning little by little.”

    Song Qinghou’s face became ferocious: “This not only means that you can’t kill me, but it also means that you will be killed by me!”

    Ye Fan said calmly: “Really?”

    “Of course!”

    Song Qinghou pressed the Rolex in his hand!

    Just hearing a clang, a glass cup fell into the room and covered Ye Fan and the coffee table.

    Turtle in the urn!

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