1109: C1109 Send Someone to Win

C1109 Send Someone to Win

Ye Fan's voice attracted everyone's attention.

"Damn! Is that Instructor Ye? What is he doing? "

" Uh... I heard he's selling pants, and the price is 588,800."

"Robbing for money? He's much more advanced than Chair Fann. He's secretly robbing, and vice-principal Ye is robbing openly."

"Black street stall, it is too black!"

"Who can wear pants worth more than 500,000 yuan? Besides, did his pants have gold lining?"

Other than feeling that it was expensive, the students had no other thoughts.

Only Ivan revealed a look of shock.

What was going on?

Was Huaxia so small?

I actually bumped into him.

When he first bought the antiques, his fear of Ye Fan had reached its peak.

In his heart, he didn't want to meet him for the rest of his life.

Who would have thought that he would meet Ye Fan again in less than a month?

My God, what are you doing?!

Ivan did not dare show any neglect. He quickly ran to Ye Fan's side and greeted him.

"Mr. Ye, hello!"

"En, you are here."

Ye Fan answered coldly.

He then turned into a small merchant and revealed a lustful smile.

"Foreign friend, as far as I know, you are all werewolves who can transform, right?"

Ivan was startled.

Wasn't this something everyone knew?

Why was it confirmed?

He nodded silently. "That's right."

"Haha, then my pants are custom-made for you."

"What do you mean?"

"Super elastic transformation pants."

As he spoke, Ye Fan picked up the long pants on the stall. One of them was for a student while the other was for himself.

He only let go when he was about three meters away.

He saw the long pants bounce back in an instant. His entire waist wasn't relaxed at all because of the transition in elasticity.

It was just like a new one.

This...

Ivan and the others were shocked.

They had searched through the fabric of the world, but they had never found such an elastic existence.

It wasn't that the rebound effect was weak, but the binding force was too strong.

It was either that they were unable to adapt to the explosive force of their transformation.

If Ye Fan could really stretch out the trousers in his hands, he would be able to.

Then let alone 580,000 yuan, even if it was 5,000,000 yuan, he would buy it without hesitation.

"Can I try it out?"

At this time, Sumarokov slowly walked over.

No one was watching this match anymore.

In addition, Liu Riyue did not have any fighting spirit. There was no point in continuing the fight.

He might as well look at this pair of pants that could protect his privacy.

"Of course you can."

Ye Fan generously handed him a pair of long pants.

The latter gladly accepted it.

He took the trousers and prepared to go to a secret place to change.

"Sigh, where are you going? Let's change here."

Sumarro said with a troubled expression.

"Mr. Ye, it's not that I don't want to change, but I can't."

"If I return to my normal form, then I will be frank with you."

"I'm a little embarrassed with so many pairs of eyes."

Ye Fan expressed his understanding.

"You should have said so earlier. Go and change then."

Less than three minutes later.

Samarro walked over leisurely in a pair of white trousers.

"F * ck! His figure is so good?"

"Don't mention it, he's a bit handsome."

"The facial features of the foreigner people are rather three-dimensional."

"I'm so envious."

...

Everyone was talking animatedly, but the main focus was still on the long pants.

Ivan nodded his head in satisfaction.

"Not bad. The design is new and the color will not be outdated. As long as it has satisfactory ductility, it will be the most suitable combat suit for us."

"Alright, I will transform now."

Saying so.

Sumarro directly transformed into a werewolf.

His body once again became incomparably huge.

His waist was expanding along with his transformation.

However, something awkward happened.

The pants were installed by the students.

They were all made of ordinary cloth, so it couldn't wrap around his thighs at all.

Then.

One. Werewolf!

Everyone:... ""

Wow.

So f * cking eye piercing.

Thick fur was supposed to be an extremely tyrannical existence.

However, it was torn apart by a pair of black underpants.

Everyone was terrified.

This... seems like a pervert.

Su Maluo's eyes twitched.

He also didn't think that it would have such an effect.

Don't look at how the crowd couldn't accept it.

However, he quite liked it.

This feeling gave him a great sense of security, but it didn't lose its dominance.

A pure iron man showing off.

"Roar!"

Su Malo roared excitedly.

He even wandered around in a grand manner, as if he was showing off his underpants.

"F * ck off, don't be so mean to our eyes. Put on your pants."

"God damn aesthetics, this is an attack on the opponent's soul."

"Are you going to scare the enemy to death? Don't play like that."

Ye Fan did not feel anything.

He had already thought of the scene.

Taking advantage of the opportunity, he hurriedly said.

"There are only ten pants in total, don't miss it! Super elastic... "

The foreigner looked at each other in dismay.

Almost at the same time, they opened their mouths to speak.

"Give me two."

"I'll sweep the code to pay first, then come and get my underwear."

Everything was in order.

Ivan sighed and said, "Mr. Ye, the piece of ordinary cloth you added is useless. It's better not to have it."

"Is that so? I thought it could be sold at a higher price."

"But we already know that we're actually buying underpants."

"Alright then."

Ye Fan looked back.

He said to the student who suggested it.

"What a good kid! How dare you lie to me! I'll punish you for running laps tomorrow."

"How many laps do you want to run?"

The student asked while trembling.

Ye Fan stretched out a finger and a proud smile appeared on his face.

"One round?"

"No, keep running!"

Despair.

That student was instantly scared to the ground and was even sent to the infirmary.

He received more than 5 million in profit.

Ye Fan felt a sense of accomplishment he had never felt before.

After all, this was something he had personally made.

Making money was entirely dependent on his ability.1

"Haha, you guys have too good foresight! Since that's the case, I won't torture you guys with my own hands."

"What do you mean?"

Ivan asked with a frown.

He had a bad feeling about this.

"Your people have won against your students. That is a provocation to me."

"I definitely have to accept it! How about this, three days later, I will train a few people to PK with you."

What?

Was Ye Fan angry?

Why did you make such a bet with me?

"Mr. Ye, don't misunderstand. Actually, the principal invited us here, not because I wanted to hurt your students." Ivan quickly explained.

"I know. Wasn't it to temper the students' minds?"

Ye Fan revealed a sunny smile and said faintly, "Sure, I didn't say I didn't agree, so I gave you three days to win."

"If someone can win against you, everyone will be happy. If no one can win, I will naturally send someone to win."

This sentence was domineering.

His tone was filled with an unquestionable meaning.

It was as if he would win the competition a few days later.

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