My Line Connect To The Demon World

One. The other rich guy opened the lucky box and got anxious.    

He didn't care about anything else and just used all his strength on his phone.    

He was well aware of that.    

Not to mention five hundred thousand boxes, even if it was five million, it wouldn't turn into a phone.    

"Sir, wait a moment. I'll contact the boss."    

"Okay, go."    

Chen Jiao left.    

Ye Fan moved a stool and sat at the door of the warehouse.    

As long as he was there.    

No one could touch the blind box under his nose.    

Five minutes later.    

Chen Jiao returned.    

He said, "My boss will be here soon. You two can talk later."    

"No problem."    

Ye Fan sent a message to Fifth Master.    

He asked Ye Fan to bring a few more men over and open the lucky box together.    

Five hundred thousand boxes.    

Even if a hundred of them were to open the boxes together.    

Each person had to disassemble five thousand boxes, it was too much.    

But Ye Fan wanted to be more serious.    

No one could say for sure.    

Not long after.    

A man with a greasy face and a fat body slowly walked over.    

He had a warm smile on his face.    

Before he arrived, his voice had already arrived.    

"Hahaha, which family's young master is here?"    

"Younger brother Han Yuan did not welcome you from afar. Please forgive me."    

Ye Fan glanced at him.    

How could he not know that this was definitely a smiling tiger that killed without blinking.    

He looked calm on the surface.    

But behind his back, he was extraordinarily evil.    

"It's not a young master, but I just want to see if your luck box has a phone in it." Ye Fan said in a sincere manner.    

"You must be joking. This little brother runs his business honestly. If he says he has turned it into a mobile phone, he definitely has one."    

"But for the sake of a mobile phone, there's really no need to open all the boxes."    

"How about this, I'll give this little brother a phone later. How about it?"    

Han Yuan did not want to offend Ye Fan.    

Ye Fan's way of doing things seemed like he was a hothead.    

But it's also a representation of strength.    

If he really couldn't afford to offend him, then he would have to bear the consequences.    

Just thinking about how he could store the 500,000 luck boxes back was terrifying.    

"Do you think I need your phone money?"    

"What I care about is whether or not there is a phone in the box."    

Why did Ye Fan take it so seriously?    

In fact, it was the result of many factors combined together.    

First of all, Chen Jiao's attitude when interacting with Ye Fan was not good.    

As a staff member, I don't want you to treat customers as gods, but can you talk nicely?    

Do consumers owe you?    

Secondly, he lied to Ye Fan twice.    

This was the trigger of the incident.    

He must have felt that Ye Fan could not take out fifteen million to bet on his phone.    

He had nothing to fear.    

Or perhaps he felt that his backer was strong enough.    

He wasn't afraid of offending Ye Fan at all.    

Hence, in summary.    

Ye Fan became serious.    

And he had to be serious as well.    

"Little brother, stop it!"    

"There are so many luck boxes. If you open them, it will be a waste of money. Why are you doing this?"    

"No, I have to open it. Do you dare to accept it?"    

Ye Fan asked coldly, pressing forward step by step.    

Han Yuan was not someone to be trifled with.    

His eyes narrowed.    

The anger in his heart slowly rose.    

He had seen people who didn't give face.    

He had never seen someone who didn't give face like this.    

Alright, since you want to fight with me.    

I'll fight you until the end.    

Let's see if you lose money or me.    

"Alright, since little brother wants to open the blind box, then I won't stop you."    

"This is my card number. Transfer the money."    

Ye Fan transferred 15 million according to the card number.    

He did not hesitate at all.    

"Alright, now these blind boxes are all mine, right?"    

"Yes, you can do whatever you want."    

Han Yuan did not expect Ye Fan to be so straightforward.    

He was overjoyed in his heart.    

The taste of taking money was really good.    

It was simply like a fairy floating in the sky.    

He had already thought it through.    

Once the money was in his hands, he would immediately run away.    

As for the machines and the business, he would put them all behind his head.    

These were the goods that he had been exporting for the past few years.    

He had to stop at one go. He didn't want to feel too good about it.    

"Little brother, then slowly open it. I'll go first."    

"If there's anything, you can communicate with Chen Jiao."    

Han Yuan pretended to leave.    

But he had already received the money.    

How could it be so easy to leave?    

Ye Fan said coldly, "Wait a minute, you can't leave. You have to leave behind a witness."    

"If I can't turn it into a mobile phone, you have to pay a price for your false publicity."    

"No need. Chen Jiao is the person in charge here. It's the same with him."    

Ye Fan shook his head.    

Do you really think I am a fool?    

Chen Jiao was just a worker.    

He probably didn't have a single cent in his pocket.    

What was the point of keeping him?    

Selling blind boxes for Ye Fan?    

Hehe.    

"No, you must stay."    

" Oh? I've been doing business for so long, but no one has ever forced me to do anything."    

" I have to leave today. "    

Han Yuan's words were clearly filled with anger.    

Manager Zhao saw that things were getting bigger and bigger.    

He quickly walked to Ye Fan's side and advised him in a low voice, "Mr. Ye, no matter what your identity is, don't go against Han Yuan."    

" Oh? Why?"    

Ye Fan asked with interest.    

"He is the boss of the blind box industry. To be able to do this, the power behind him must be extraordinary."    

"It's fine. If he is a nobody, I don't want to offend him."    

Ye Fan smiled faintly. He did not care at all.    

In Jiang City, no matter if you are a dragon or a tiger, you have to lie down for me.    

"You can't leave."    

"Fatty, don't force me to make a move."    

"If I were to personally keep you here, it wouldn't be so easy after this."    

Ye Fan walked up to Han Yuan.    

His seemingly thin and weak body had accumulated an endless amount of energy.    

"Hahaha, what a joke!"    

"In the Jiang City, no one would dare to stop me if I, Han Yuan, want to leave."    

"I want to leave today, let's see what you can do to me."    

In an instant.    

More than twenty men in black appeared out of nowhere.    

They were all holding weapons in their hands.    

It was as if they were going to attack if there was a disagreement.    

"Ah..."    

Lau Ruyan was shocked.    

She quickly hid behind Ye Fan.    

Fortunately, she knew what Ye Fan could do.    

She wasn't that afraid either.    

"Hehe, you want to use these stinky salted fish and rotten bird eggs to stop me?"    

Ye Fan said disdainfully.    

"I don't know if they are salted fish or not, but they can definitely stop you."    

"Brothers, attack! Stop him!"    

"Yes!"    

Everyone's roars shook the sky.    

Danger was imminent.    

At this moment.    

Fifth Master and the others arrived late.    

This time, he brought a total of two hundred people with him.    

Ye Fan said he wanted to open five hundred thousand blind boxes.    

There was simply not enough people.    

"F * ck! What's going on? Who wants to touch Mr. Ye?"    

Originally, Ye Fan was surrounded.    

However, when Fifth Master's men arrived, Han Yuan was surrounded instead.    

Furthermore, it was a watertight situation.    

Unless he could fly, there was no way he could escape.    

Han Yuan was shocked.    

Who exactly was Ye Fan?    

How could he bring so many people in such a short period of time?    

This was a lawful society, who would gather and fight openly?    

Wasn't he involved in illegal activities? Sooner or later, he would be sent to the police station.    

If he could think of it, Fifth Master could naturally think of it too.