557: C557 I Really Don't Agree

C557 I Really Don't Agree

It's really good to have a fork.

Ye Fan really looked down on this kind of people.

He didn't contribute to the country with his abilities, but was willing to be someone's bodyguard and dog.

It really made people despise him.

The key was that he liked to pretend to be a good person and wanted to make himself look like an unworldly expert.

In fact, it was just so-so. It was just so-so.

He was much stronger than Meng E.

However, he still could not catch Ye Fan's eyes.

Ding Yileng helped Meng E to the chair and said softly, "Disciple, I will get rid of him later. I will get someone to send you to the hospital."

"Thank you master. Disciple can endure the pain now. The most urgent thing is to let him die."

"Haha, let's play slowly. There is no hurry."

Ding Yileng shifted his gaze over.

"Kid, you have guts. How dare you come here alone?"

"Is that so? It's mainly because you aren't afraid when facing a group of stinky fish and prawns. You don't need to have any guts." Ye Fan rubbed his nose and told the truth.

"Haha, crazy, really crazy!"

Ding Yileng stretched out three fingers.

"You have to pay the price for being arrogant. Kid, I could have killed you with ease, but I have decided to give you three options. I don't know if you will take them or not."

" Oh? What road?" Ye Fan said with interest.

"First, the fight just now caused a lot of damages to the room. You have to compensate me 100 times the market price."

"Second, the office was dirty by you! So I want you to clean it yourself, lick every corner, and then wipe away all the saliva."

"I'll go! This is too cruel. "

"Yeah, there's still a toilet in the office. How can you lick it?"

"You might not know, but the boss has a bad habit. He always forgets to wash after going to the toilet! If Ye Fan is lucky, he might catch up to the strong smell."

"It's disgusting to hear that."

...

"Thirdly: My disciple's injuries are so serious, you should at least have something to say. Kneeling down and kowtowing to apologize isn't too much, right?"

"The road has already been pointed out to you, how you choose will depend on yourself."

Everyone grinned.

"What a murderous heart. Not a single one of them feels good about it."

"Hmph, he's so arrogant. It's already good enough if we don't kill him."

For some reason, the muscular man was actually a little worried about Ye Fan.

Deep in his heart, he didn't want to hurt Ye Fan.

Because he felt that Ye Fan knew him... perhaps this was mutual understanding.

Ye Fan smiled faintly, picked up a bottle of mineral water, and drank a mouthful.

He didn't look afraid at all.

"Sorry, I have never had the habit of choosing the road."

"By the way, since you started the conversation, I'll give you a path as well."

"Now return the money. Kneel down and apologize to me, and I'll forgive you."

"What?"

"Haha!"

Ding Yileng laughed wildly.

It was as if he had heard the funniest joke in the world.

"Kid, your character is really not bad. It really suits my taste."

"If you can take one of my attacks, then I'll take you in as my disciple."

In an instant.

Ding Yileng suddenly attacked.

Unmoving like a mountain, moving like thunder.

Its power was more than several times greater than Meng E's.

The power of a single punch could even penetrate a wall.

Ye Fan's eyes focused. He tilted his head to avoid the punch, and then he pulled his hand back.

The latter quickly retreated and dodged the attack.

It was a probing attack, but the result was not determined.

In fact, Ye Fan did not want to fight for real.

He wanted to let the other party act for a while longer, and make Meng E feel even more despair.

As expected.

Ding Yileng revealed a shocked expression.

"His strength is so powerful? I wonder where your master is from?"

Ye Fan shook his head. "I don't belong to any sect, nor do I have a master."

"Haha, good, good!"

"Kid, are you willing to be my disciple? If you agree with a nod, I can let you walk out of the Zhen Hua trade safely and take back your own money. "

Everyone was extremely surprised by such a huge transaction.

What was going on?

Taking in disciples while fighting?

Meng E shouted from the side, "Master, what nonsense are you saying? I absolutely can't let Ye Fan go. Help me kill him."

"Hmph! Meng E, please remember that I am your master, not your servant. You have no right to order me around."

Ding Yileng began to love talents.

If he could have a disciple like Ye Fan, he would have inherited all of his martial arts skills.

Meng E was a typical pampered trash without any talent in martial arts.

After cultivating for so many years, he was still just an external force.

Meng E felt a little hopeless.

He had never felt so wronged in his life.

How could he let his enemy get away with it?

"Master, I usually treat you well! The money is never any less than yours. Just help me kill him, what can you do about it?"

"Hehe, if you are short of my money, do you think I will stay here?"

Ding Yileng did not care about his feelings at all.

To him, money was already a string of numbers.

Only inheritance was the most important.

And Ye Fan was a good seedling that he had been painstakingly searching for.

"How is it? Ye Fan, do you agree or not?"

As soon as he finished speaking.

The entire room became silent.

Ye Fan only needed to nod his head, and his status would instantly turn the tables.

He would not be threatened at all, and even Meng E would not be able to do anything to him.

He would still be able to get tens of millions of dollars worth of goods.

The muscular man secretly exerted his strength.

He looked forward to Ye Fan nodding his head in agreement.

Because if Ye Fan won, it meant that he won...

However, Ye Fan raised a disdainful smile.

"Who do you think you are? How dare you accept me as your disciple?"

"With your strength, being my disciple is too bad for me."

"Ah?"1

Ding Yileng had never expected such an answer.

His expression became extremely cold.

"Ye Fan, are you sure?"

"I'm absolutely sure."

"Ye Fan, you have to think about it carefully! After becoming my disciple, gold women will have everything they want, and they will also have top secret martial arts to learn."

"In the future, you will definitely become a talent below one person and above ten thousand people. If you miss this great opportunity, it might be your regret for the rest of your life." Ding Yileng didn't want to give up.

"What? You still want to spend money to accept a disciple?"

Meng E was in despair.

In order to become Ding Yileng's disciple, he had to pay a huge fee every year.

Just like that, he had to fish for three days and sunbathe for two days.

Whether he taught or not.

However, he was rushing Ye Fan.

This was too much.

"Hehe, you're just a piece of trash. Why should I teach you? You won't be able to accomplish anything in your lifetime."

Ye Fan wanted to see this scene. A dog biting a dog was really fun.

"Ye Fan, I'll ask you one last time. Do you agree or not?"

Ye Fan also shook his head decisively.

"Even if you ask me a hundred times, I still won't agree."

"It's mainly because you really can't teach me!"

"Okay! If you give me face and don't want to be a master and disciple, then be my mortal enemy."

Ding Yileng didn't want to waste any more time talking nonsense.

He was completely enraged.

He was a famous martial artist, yet he didn't give him any face even when he was in a hurry to accept a disciple.

What did he have to do with his reputation?

He was simply slapping himself in the face.

If Ye Fan had a good ending today, wouldn't he be laughed at by others in the future?

An extremely audacious kid.

"Die!"

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