ly foolish. Then I can rest assured."Actually, it's not really Park Jae Sang's fault. Cross-cultural exchange between the East and West has always been limited.(To be continued, please turn the page)...Zhang Dailong came before Ye Bufan, helped him up and carefully checked him. He confirmed that he had fallen into a deep coma.

He nodded in satisfaction: “It seems the new medicine from M country is still quite effective.”

Zhang Kai said, "Mr. Zhang, don't you think we performed pretty well When are we getting our 10 million"

"Don't worry, I'm a man of my word. You'll get every penny you're owed."

Zhang Dalei, speaking, suddenly produced a dagger from his hand and instantly plunged it into Zhang Kai's heart.

"When you get down here, I'll burn 10 million for you."

"You...you..."

Zhang Kai had originally been dreaming of making a fortune, but unexpectedly, just as he was about to succeed, he was silenced. His eyes were filled with anger and unwillingness.

"Ah..."

Wang Juan, who had been standing beside him and was also dreaming of the 10 million yuan, only came to her senses at this moment and let out a piercing scream.

Before she could even finish her cry, Zhang Dailong silenced her with a hand over her mouth. The blood-stained dagger plunged into her chest once more.

Zhang Dailong killed two people in a row, but his eyelids didn't even twitch. He drew the dagger out and wiped it on Wang Juan's body.

"You can't blame others, you're just too stupid. How could outsiders know about the head of the family's affairs"

He muttered something, then sheathed his dagger and pulled out his phone. He made a call, and soon five or six bodyguards in black suits walked in from outside.

"Boss, is everything done"

The tall bodyguard who had arrived first asked.

"Here he is." Zhang Dailong pointed at Ye Bufan who lay on the ground. "I'll take him away, you handle what happens here afterwards."

After saying that, he waved his hand, and several of his men carried Ye Bufan up and took him downstairs, throwing him directly onto the back seat of a van.

Zhang Dalai left the tall bodyguard here, then got into a van and drove ahead.

About half an hour later, the van drove into a huge estate.

Although this is a suburban location, this is the capital city where land is worth its weight in gold. Such a large estate is definitely not something an ordinary person could afford.

At the entrance of the estate, there were a dozen bodyguards guarding. They waved directly at Zhang Dailong after seeing him and let him pass.

The van quickly stopped in front of a European-style villa. Zhang Dalé personally got out of the car and carried Ye Bufan towards the villa's hall.

On the rosewood sofa in the hall, a middle-aged man around 50 sat. Beside him, a tall monk was cross-legged. Zhang Da Lei entered the room and threw Ye Bufan onto the carpet, then respectfully said to the middle-aged man, "Master, as you ordered, I have brought back the young man surnamed Ye."

The middle-aged man was Dong Fengwu, the head of the Dong family. He gave Ye Bufan a profound look: "It really is that boy. He doesn't seem as hard to deal with as the legends say."

"I'm truly curious, how did those we sent to Jiangnan province end up dying at his hands"

Zhang Dali simply and concisely recounted the events, finally saying: "The homeowner's plan is still the best. This kid didn't arouse any suspicion in those two fools."

What's more, the drug used this time was very special. It was a new type of hypnotic drug produced by an M country laboratory. Apart from the antidote they provided, there was no other way to cure it.

Dong Fengwu nodded with satisfaction: "Good job, now wake him up. There are some things I still need to ask."

"Having said that, he turned to the monk beside him and said, 'Master Fahkong, just in case, please seal this boy's acupuncture points.'"

The monk remained silent, rising to his feet and pressing his fingers against Ye Bufan several times.

"Okay."

After finishing his words, the monk returned to his previous position. He was the other of the two Heavenly Stage Attendants in the Dong family, the iron-faced Buddhist Master Fahong.

"Thank you, master."

Dong Fengwu waved his hand, Zhang Dailong took out a small bottle and poured some white powder onto Ye Bufan's nostrils.

"Achoo!"

Ye Bufan sneezed and then slowly opened his eyes.

He looked around and finally fixed his gaze on Dong Fengwu: "Who are you"

"Let me introduce myself, I am Dong Fengwu, the head of the Dong family. I bet you didn't expect this, did you I just arrived in the imperial capital and you fell into my hands."

As they spoke, a satisfied smile appeared on Dong Fengwu's face. He was clearly very pleased with his plan.

Ye Bufan was not as panicked as imagined, his expression calm and composed.

"I really didn't expect it. I thought I would have to go to the capital to find you, but I didn't expect to see you so soon. "

But I don't quite understand, why didn't you just kill me What's the point of all this trouble

"Offend our Dong family, and you're destined for a dead end."

Dong Fengwu said slowly, "However, I don't want you to die so quickly because there are some things that haven't been figured out yet."

Answer my questions honestly, and you might die a little more peacefully.

"Ask me anything, and see if I'm interested in answering."

Dong Fengwu asked, “In the Bing Xiong country, airplanes have been blown to pieces, how did you come back alive”

Ye Bufan smiled faintly: "Because I'm lucky, the King of Hell won't take me."

Zhang Dailong, standing beside him, roared angrily: “You mother**er, how dare you speak to the head of the family like that Believe me, I’ll kill you right now!”

Ye Bufan turned to look at him and smiled again: "By the way, Yama also told me that your lifespan isn't long either. You'll probably be reporting in soon."

"You..."

Zhang Dali was furious, his face turning red with anger. However, without the master's order, he dared not act rashly.

Dong Fengwu waved his hand: "Forget it, there's no need to quibble with a dying man."

He asked again, "If you don't want to say that's fine. The second question is, how did all the masters I sent to Jiangnan die"

“I killed him,” Ye Bufan said without any hesitation.

"Nonsense, you little brat! How could you possibly have killed Daoist Ziyang"

This time, speaking was the taciturn Iron-Face Buddha Fa Kong.

Ye Bufan shook his head helplessly: "You people, I told the truth but you still don't believe me, then there's nothing I can do."

Dong Fengwu said, "Boy, it seems you didn't tell the truth. Don't say that even the Tianjie Purple Sun Zhenren is not someone you can casually kill, just Dong Nanhua and the others are not something you can just talk about killing."

This is what he couldn't figure out. He had sent so many masters to Jiangnan City, including the Heavenly Rank master Zi Yang Dao Ren. How could they all die without a sound

Is it that Ye Bufan possesses unknown methods, or is someone secretly helping him

If the former is still acceptable, the latter is more troublesome. Nobody wants a hidden, powerful enemy who could strike at any time.

Because of this, he didn't rush to retaliate. After finding out that Ye Bufan was going to Huaxia, he secretly set up this trap in order to figure things out.

Ye Bufan looked at him and smiled faintly, "It seems you really want to know."

Of course, as long as you tell me who's helping you, I can give you a quick and painless death.

"It seems that whether I say it or not, I'm going to die anyway."

A flash of ruthlessness crossed Dong Fengwu's face: "Being able to die painlessly is also a kind of happiness, better than living like death."

Ye Bufan said, "Since I'm a dying man, can you answer me a few questions first, so I can die with understanding"he audience below, "Listen carefully everyone Although you are all at the Mahayana stage of cultivation, you still have the right to vote."In his view, these Arhats in the audience probably didn't und...