Immortals Dump Waste In My Home

Xu Fann hung up the phone without any hesitation. At this juncture, what could be more important than this for a man?    

    

However, the phone rang again like a maggot attached to a bone. Xia Yanyu seemed to feel something was off. She turned over in a daze and pulled up the milky white bedsheet, covering the entire scenery.    

    

Xu Fann gritted his teeth as he picked up the phone. Looking at the screen, it was an unfamiliar number.    

    

Just as he pressed the answer button, a hoarse voice came out of the phone, "I heard that you want me to kneel on the ground and wait for you? Now that I'm here, where are you? "    

    

Xu Fann's slightly bloodshot head instantly became clear again.    

    

Du Ya, the Poison Dragon Gang Leader, the head of the West Area and underground powers.    

    

Before he left the Hua Qiang Martial Arts School, he seemed to have forgotten about this person. To Zuo Hua and Zuo Ping, the ant in their eyes was a disaster.    

    

Xu Fann tidied up his clothes and walked out of the hotel. At the same time, he asked coldly, "Where's Zuo Hua?"    

    

Du Ya's voice sounded as frightening as a cold-blooded cobra staring at its prey, "She isn't dead yet, but it looks like she won't be able to hold on for long. There's also a little girl. Tsk, tsk. What a pity. Soon, she will become a big girl."    

    

Xu Fann's heart tightened. Du Ya probably came here to establish his might. Thus, it could be imagined that Zuo Hua and Zuo Ping, who had become the scapegoat, would have an exceptionally tragic ending.    

    

Xu Fann's voice was as cold as a knife, "I can't hold on much longer, how long is it? "How fast is it?"    

    

"Hahaha!" A burst of unbridled laughter came from the phone, "How long can you hold on for? That depends on when you can come. I am at the Hua Qiang Martial Arts School, brothers of several hundred, kneeling on the ground, waiting for you to come alone.    

    

At the end, Du Ya's voice carried a trace of madness.    

    

Xu Fann said indifferently, "Continue kneeling." He immediately hung up the phone.    

    

The night was as dark as ink, filled with stars.    

    

A sportscar tore through the silence of the night like an angry dragon.    

    

Xu Fann was sitting in a sports car with a cigarette in his mouth. Under the dim yellow street light, Xu Fann's knife-like face was filled with coldness.    

    

Xu Fann wasn't worried about Xia Yanyu's safety.    

    

The existence of Magic Treasure Bell made it possible for Xu Fann to foresee the existence of any danger or surveillance. Along the way, the bell could only slightly shake once when Red Hair Hoodlum took out his gun. Therefore, no one was following him, and he had left a note just now. Xia Yanyu had already come to a tacit understanding with him that nothing would go wrong.    

    

Xu Fann was worried about Zuo Ping's safety.    

    

Du Ya seemed to have come here to establish his might, but in reality, Du Ya and Zuo Hua had already formed a connection. Lee Shu, Red Hair Hoodlum, they were all heading towards Zuo Hua.    

    

And today, in that run-down restaurant, Zuo Hua told Xu Fann and Xia Yanyu about his previous enemies.    

    

Therefore, no matter how he looked at Du Ya's actions, there was the shadow of Zuo Hua's Chou family behind him. His enemy was tormenting Zuo Hua. Zuo Hua wouldn't die, at least not today. Zuo Ping, on the other hand, might not be the case. Moreover, to a little girl, there were many things that were even more painful than death!    

    

Thinking about that, a hint of coldness flashed across Xu Fann's knife-like eyes.    

    

Although Xu Fann didn't have a good impression of that little girl, but as the saying goes, a man has things to do and nothing to do.    

    

There were some things that Xu Fann had to do, even if it seemed impossible, or even if it was possible that he might die! This had always been Xu Fann's rule for doing things, and it wouldn't change just because of his good impression and bad feeling.    

    

Furthermore, to Xu Fann, a mere poison tooth was nothing more than an ant.    

    

The cigarette in Xu Fann's mouth burned to the end. He held the cigarette in his hand and flicked it lightly. The burning cigarette fell from the sportscar that was whizzing through the air and left a trail of weak sparks in the darkness.    

    

Within the Hua Qiang Martial Arts School, Du Ya stood silently on the wooden floor with his hands behind his back. His snake like gloomy gaze slowly swept across the faces of everyone present. He was like an overweeningly powerful king, looking down at the ground beneath his feet.    

    

Inside the auction ground, the heads of the dozen or so West Area sects carefully hung down, in a humble posture.    

    

Du Ya was very satisfied with the attitudes of the ten or so sect masters, and very pleased with them as well.    

    

As the leader of the West Area's underground powers, Du Ya had always kept his promises. Even if all of the West Area's underground powers were to be gathered, it wouldn't be difficult for Du Ya to do so. However, Du Ya had left a considerable amount of territory to the Sect Masters, all for this moment.    

    

Every time something big happened, Du Ya would call these gang leaders over. When dealing with matters, Du Ya would silently stand like this, enjoying the reverence of these gang leaders.    

    

At this moment, he, Du Ya, was insufferably arrogant! He was like a king!    

    

A weak groan sounded out, ancient and weak. Du Ya slightly frowned.    

    

Du Ya liked to enjoy the reverence, and similarly, he enjoyed taking pleasure from the pain on his prey's face. Thus, Du Ya did not gag Zuo Hua and Zuo Ping and only tied them up.    

    

To Du Ya's disappointment, Zuo Hua fell into a coma after being hit by the bullet. Zuo Ping also fell into a coma because of the shock.    

    

Zuo Hua slowly woke up, but Du Ya did not have the interest to extract pleasure from an old man. Thus, Du Ya only glanced at Zuo Hua from above without saying a word.    

    

As an experienced martial artist, the moment Zuo Hua woke up, he had already figured out the current situation. The bullet was in his abdomen. Although the injury wasn't too serious, it took all of his strength from his old body.    

    

The only thing he could do now was to beg for mercy!    

    

If he was alone, Zuo Hua definitely wouldn't think that way. Even if the bullet hit his head, Zuo Hua wouldn't even frown. However, Zuo Ping was still behind him!    

    

In an instant, Zuo Hua had thrown all his dignity behind him. The rope only bound his hands, it did not affect the bend of his legs.    

    

Without any tears, Zuo Hua calmly kneeled at Du Ya's feet, just for the sake of kneeling down as his granddaughter, an illusory ray of hope.    

    

Du Ya smiled happily. The more stubborn a person was, the more they would suffer.    

    

"Do you think you can still live today?" At this moment, the expression on Du Ya's face was as though he was a king holding on to life and death.    

    

"I feel that the both of them can live on!" The tone of her voice was resolute and decisive, as though she didn't place any importance on this underground Emperor, Du Ya.