My Line Connect To The Demon World

Ye Fan went straight to the supermarket.    

He only felt completely at ease after buying a chain of calcium with AD for Hundred-eyed Devil Lord.    

"I have nothing to do tonight. Enjoy the big villa."    

Ye Fan hadn't even stepped into the house yet.    

He received Wang Yiqiao's appointment.    

"Brother, you are in a good mood. Please enjoy the KTV. My treat."    

"En? In a good mood?"    

He had just received a blow from Zhuh Yuvyuv, so how could he be in a good mood?    

Could he have gone mad?    

Out of concern for his brother.    

Ye Fan rushed to the karaoke without hesitation.    

When he arrived, he was stunned.    

He saw Wang Sicong, Wang Yiqiao, Zhuh Yuvyuv, and Bai Xuanxuan in the private room. There were also a few men and women he did not know.    

What was going on?    

"Mo, you are here! Hurry up and sit down and drink."    

He saw Ye Fan's surprise.    

Wang Yiqiao quickly explained, "Hehe, I was already in despair!"    

"But who would have thought that after I returned to the dormitory, Leisurely would apologize to me."    

"And even promised to be with me."    

Ye Fan covered his face.    

It was over.    

He had completely fallen into the enemy's hands.    

How could he believe the words of that scumbag girl?    

This Bei Tai was simply too easy to repair.    

"Boss, listen to me. Quickly stay away from Zhuh Yuvyuv. She is not a good bird."    

"Mo, I know you are doing this for my own good, but I like to be leisurely. I want to crash into the south wall."    

I'm not afraid that you won't turn back, but I'm afraid that you'll bleed.    

"Ye Fan, I really realized that I was wrong."    

"Don't worry, I will definitely get along well with Yiqiao in the future."    

Zhuh Yuvyuv pretended to be pitiful and wanted to cry but had no tears.    

It almost melted Wang Yiqiao's heart.    

" Ai!"    

"Third brother, since you've come, you should just take it easy. If one is willing to fight, then one is willing to take it. You don't have to worry about it."    

"Come, it's not easy for us to come to the KTV. Let's get high."    

"That's all we can do."    

After three rounds of drinking, no one knew how much they had drunk.    

Only Ye Fan did not drink a single mouthful of wine.    

Firstly, Ye Fan felt that drinking wine was not to drink with strangers, but to find a few good friends to open up their hearts. Clearly, this kind of atmosphere was not suitable.    

Secondly, in such a noisy environment, no matter how happy a group of strangers drank, they were still friends who drank wine and meat. There was no meaning at all.    

Ye Fan touched his nose.    

He was only twenty years old, how could he have such thoughts!    

Sigh, it seems like I really can't fit in.    

Just as Ye Fan was about to leave, a boy walked over with a wine glass in his hand.    

"Yo, this is a new brother. I'm Yuanwu from the biology department. Nice to meet you."    

"Ye Fan."    

"It's fate for us to meet. Come, let's have a toast."    

Ye Fan glanced at him.    

He was tall and sturdy. One look and one could tell that he was a huge number of competitors.    

Wasn't drinking with him a joke?    

"Forget it, I don't know how to drink. I'll use Sprite to bring a bar."    

"What? You don't give me face?"    

"I'll do it. You can do whatever you want."    

As soon as he finished speaking.    

Yuanwu finished the wine glass in his hand. Not a single drop was left.    

Ye Fan was still drinking the Sprite, and he only took a small sip.    

What a joke.    

If he used Sprite to drink beer, it would be one to one.    

As long as the other party could drink a little bit, his stomach would explode.    

The capacity of carbon dioxide was simply not on the same level.    

Yuanwu was startled.    

He had been at the table for many years, but this was the first time he had seen someone like Ye Fan who was as good as a knife.    

No matter how he tried to persuade him, he wouldn't drink it.    

He glanced at Zhuh Yuvyuv discreetly.    

She shook her head as if nothing had happened.    

Yuanwu suddenly understood.    

"Come, brothers, let's have a drink with Ye Fan."    

Four or five people surrounded him.    

Each of them raised their glasses and looked at Ye Fan.    

Seeing this scene, Ye Fan smiled coldly.    

If they could negotiate, he might be able to take a sip.    

But he had to push the duck onto the rack.    

There wasn't even a door.    

"Ye Fan, this is boring. Are you looking down on me?" Yuanwu scolded.    

"Where did you start?"    

Yuanwu coldly harrumphed, and a huge amount of confidence emerged on his face.    

"You might not know what my family does! The boss of Yuan Corporation is my father. He doesn't have much money, only a few tens of millions."    

He saw that Ye Fan was unmoved.    

Yuanwu thought he had a deeper background.    

He asked, "Brother, may I know what your parents do?"    

Ye Fan smiled coldly.    

He looked down on such people the most.    

So what if he said it was my parents?    

Even if my parents are powerful, that's the result of others' hard work.    

Does it have anything to do with you?    

How can you be so brazen as to bite off old age, and not feel guilty at all?    

"What my parents do has nothing to do with you."    

Ye Fan finally understood.    

This drinking session was set up for him.    

The few of them tried their best to get him drunk.    

They must not have held back any good fart in their hearts.    

Yuanwu did not think that Ye Fan would be so disrespectful. He did not even bother with perfunctory words and directly went against him.    

He slammed the table and stood up.    

"Ye Fan, you don't give me face at all. Do you really think that you are very amazing?"    

"Don't think that I don't know that you are an orphan."    

"Hmph, what kind of fucking sense of superiority is this? A gigolo."    

These words were truly vicious.    

Even Wang Sicong and Wang Yiqiao couldn't bear to watch it.    

"Who the f * ck are you talking about?"    

"Say it again if you dare."    

The two of them immediately leaned over.    

They stood beside Ye Fan with strong determination.    

"Hmph, talking about him! Is there a problem?"    

Yuanwu waved his hand, and the unfamiliar students around him immediately puffed out their chests.    

There were a total of five or six of them, and Ye Fan only had three.    

It was easy to tell who would win and who would lose.    

"Ye Fan, don't put on airs. Can you die by drinking a cup of wine?"    

Zhuh Yuvyuv snorted coldly by the side.    

"Who says so!? Pretentious posturing."    

"We've all heard that the house you bought this afternoon belongs to Wang Sicong, not you."    

" Pretending to buy a house? To think that you would think of that. "    

...    

This matter was deliberately leaked out by Ye Fan.    

Otherwise, with Bai Xuanxuan's personality, she would definitely tell her uncle.    

At that time, it would be hard for him to explain.    

He couldn't possibly win two first prize lottery tickets in one go, right?    

Ye Fan sighed and looked around.    

These people were like retards.    

His taunting skills were clumsy.    

Drinking was lacking in language.    

It was like a complete idiot.    

If you want to go against me, just say so. Why do you need to rack your brains like this?    

"I've already said what I want to say today, so I won't drink. What can you guys do?"    

Ye Fan wanted to test the results of his cultivation.    

Fighting was his favorite.    

"If you refuse a toast, you'll have to drink a forfeit. If you give me face, I won't give you face."    

"Brothers, give me..."    

The word 'above' had yet to fade.    

Ye Fan made his move decisively.    

The martial arts of the world could not be broken by a palm!    

"Pa!"    

A crisp and melodious voice resounded throughout the entire private room, and it even drowned out the sound of music.    

Upon seeing this scene, everyone's faces were filled with shock.    

The main reason was that Ye Fan's hand strength was just too strong.    

Yuanwu was 1.8 meters tall, but he should be at least 150-kilos tall.    

He was sent flying with just a slap. How much strength did he need?    

Could Ye Fan be a martial arts master?    

Inexplicably, everyone's eyes flashed with a hint of fear.    

"You dare to attack me?! Do you want to die?"    

Ye Fan shrugged. "I dare not. I have already proved it. Do you need me to answer?"    

Ye Fan's tone gradually became cold.    

To dare call his parents, even a slap was considered light.    

Yuanwu should be glad.    

The harmonious society had saved him.    

The originally hot temperature instantly dropped to zero.    

Ye Fan's killing intent unconsciously seeped in, causing everyone to shiver.    

None of the five or six boys dared to help Yuanwu.    

Hehe, was he scared just like that?    

A bunch of cowards.