Thirty thousand a month, half a million to support Lin Fan?

When Su Wan heard this, she felt it was a bit funny, but she still held it back.

Jiang Qingyi on the side couldn't bear it anymore. She stood up and wanted to slap Zhang Huan in the face. She was not a good-tempered woman, and only Su Wan could keep her temper.

But just when she stood up, Lin Fan stretched out a hand to block her.

"What? You want these five hundred thousand?" Seeing Lin Fan stop her, Jiang Qingyi also frowned, thinking that Lin Fan had bowed to the money!

When Zhang Huan and others saw this, they looked at each other and smiled, and seemed to be in a very good mood.

Lin Fan didn't care what Jiang Qingyi thought, and glanced at Zhang Huan and Zhang Huan lightly.

"I have met such women before, and now they are all bathing in the oil pan of hell!" Lin Fan's eyes were very calm, and his voice was also very calm. Then he took Su Wan's hand, left his seat, and changed

I sat down in a place that seemed relatively clean.

"Just leaving like this?" Although it was not as Jiang Qingyi thought that Lin Fan would bow his head, it was too cowardly to just leave with such an irrelevant word!

Is this still a man?

She originally had a bad impression of Lin Fan, but with this look, Lin Fan's image in front of her was completely ruined!

She has never seen such a cowardly man. This not only embarrasses Lin Fan's own face, but also embarrasses Su Wan's face. How bad is Su Wan's vision before he chooses Lin Fan?

Jiang Qingyi angrily walked towards Lin Fan and the others' new seats. She decided to break them up no matter what.

When Deng Xin and Zhang Huan saw this, they were still in a good mood. In their opinion, Lin Fan was really not that good. Apart from a slightly handsome face, he had no other merits.

Even when their girlfriends were bullied, they didn't dare to take offense and just dodge. As for what Lin Fan just said, they didn't take it to heart at all.

However, just when they were about to say something to celebrate, their expressions suddenly became dull, their bodies went limp and they fell down.

This caused quite a commotion among them.

"Deng Xin, Zhang Huan, what's wrong with you?" Several young people who were with them also hurriedly helped the two of them, "Quick, call an ambulance!"

When the boy shouted, Jiang Qingyi also stopped and took a look, and couldn't help but be speechless, "Retribution comes so fast?"

…

"W-where is this?" Deng Xin's expression flickered, and the scene in front of him instantly became dim. When he looked carefully, he found that he had come to an extremely empty place, and there was a strong coolness all around.

"Aren't we at Mr. Zhou's banquet? Why are we here?" Next to Deng Xin was Zhang Huan. At this moment, both of them had arrived at this strange place.

"This is Huangquan Road. You are all dead, so you came here! Stop dawdling and hurry up! According to the wishes of the Lord of Hell, you still have to get into the hot pot!" Just as the two of them were panicking, something happened behind them.

There was a strange sound.

When they turned back, they were shocked to find that there was a bull's head and a horse's face standing behind them, and they were shackled with iron chains at the moment.

Before they could panic, the bull-headed horse-faced man dragged them forward.

Feeling their light bodies, the two of them thought they were dreaming for a while, but when they felt the cold, soul-piercing iron chain, they were immediately sure that they were dead!

"How could it be, how could we die? We are only in our twenties this year, and we have not yet reached the end of our lives. You caught us by mistake, let us go quickly!" The two of them shouted, but no matter how they screamed, the bull-headed horse-faced man would not pay attention to them at all.

This was an order given by the King of Hell himself. Presumably these two people were also guilty of serious sins and wanted to be fried in the eighteenth level of hell.

…

In the Hall of the King of Hell, King Yama in the lobby was also sweating coldly. Just now, a divine thought suddenly came to the Hall of Hell, asking him to seize two souls and throw them to the eighteenth level of hell for frying. When faced with this divine thought,

, the King of Hell cannot even have the slightest thought of resistance.

That divine thought was so powerful that it was like an ant facing the entire universe. It was even more exaggerated than this. He immediately sent the thought to Minotaur Horse Face to seize back the two souls that the other party requested and threw them away.

Eighteen layers of hell deep-fried, and I dare not feel dissatisfied at all.

Although this divine thought disappeared for a while, he still felt powerless when he thought about it.

"Brother, what's wrong with you? You look so weak?" Just when the King of Hell was still under the terror of that divine thought, a hearty voice came from the hall.

The visitor was a young man in his early twenties, wearing a suit. His handsome face and calm temperament gave people a very mature and steady impression.

His name is Zheng Feng. In his last life, he was the Starry Sky Demon Emperor. When he broke through to a higher realm, he was killed by a thunderstorm and knocked down to hell. He struggled in hell for hundreds of years, acquired a set of magic skills, and finally became a sworn sworn brother to the King of Hell.

, became brothers.

Now that he has been reborn, he is ready to achieve another career in the Yang Realm, return to the top, and become the most powerful demon emperor of the generation. He gave him a very domineering nickname, called the man who returned from hell!

"It's nothing! It's just that I've been a little busy these past few days, and I'm exhausted! Have you done everything you need to do, brother?" The King of Hell was also very polite to Zheng Feng, because Zheng Feng does have some abilities, although his current cultivation level is not very good.

High, but he sees Zheng Feng’s potential and will definitely be above him in the future.

That's why he became sworn friends with Zheng Feng.

"My business is done, I will go back to the earth first. Brother, you should also pay attention to rest! If you have anything to do, just leave it to my subordinates. If you don't trust my subordinates to handle it, just leave it to me!" Zheng

Feng said cheerfully.

"These are just small things, so I don't need to worry about them, dear brother! Just go about your own business!" The King of Hell waved his hand, saying there was no need to worry.

"Then I won't disturb you, big brother, and say goodbye!" Zheng Feng said goodbye to the King of Hell and then left the Palace of the King of Hell.

Seeing Zheng Feng leaving, the King of Hell shook his head and sighed: "Now it is getting harder and harder to be the King of Hell. There are more and more monsters in this world. Originally, I was the King of Hell to care about other people's lives and deaths, but I don't know.

Now life and death can be determined by other people's thoughts. It is really a good reincarnation.

I don’t know which adult the divine thought just now belongs to. It can make me feel so frightened. Could it be that person?”

The King of Hell also thought about a figure that appeared in his mind. It was a man standing on a golden dragon. He seemed to be called the Great Emperor, and the golden dragon was called Ergouzi.
Chapter completed!