The daughter-in-law's son-in-law

Chapter 1578 Hunter Instructor
The first thousand and 580 chapters hunter instructor
Jueying Gunshen's hands were broken.

Not to mention being caught by Ye Fan now, even if he is given a way out, he will have no future.

He never thought that he was invincible, but he never thought that he would not be able to kill Ye Fan.

With two guns in hand, the critical moment of life and death, and the narrow hall, not only did Ye Fan not die, but he also lost the confidence he had accumulated for more than 20 years.

At this moment, he felt a bit of resignation, and a bit of melancholy:
Jueying Gunshen... is really old...

"More than 20 years ago, you failed to attack my mother."

"After more than 20 years, you failed to shoot me with all your strength. Don't you feel sorry?"

Ye Fan could see the loneliness of the old man, it was a resignation to his fate with a broken confidence.

He picked up a bottle of whiskey, took two glasses, poured half a glass of wine, and had ice cubes brought to add to it.

He grabbed the left hand of the old man in blue, pinched it and twisted it, causing the bone in his left hand to get stuck, and he just had the strength to hold the wine glass.

Ye Fan smiled: "For our fate, let's have a drink."

"Zi-"

The old man in Tsing Yi was also an alcoholic, so he lowered his head and took a sip to relieve his emotions.

"Have a hard fight, drink a glass of whiskey, beautiful."

Then, he looked at Ye Fan approvingly and smiled:
"You have the ability to instantly kill me, but you keep chasing mice with me, and you use the death of your companion to impact my heart..."

"Now let's talk about your mother's attack."

The old man in Tsing Yi is also a smart person: "It seems that you not only know a lot, but also want to ask a lot."

"As a child, you always have to do something. I don't know what the old man calls it?"

Ye Fan was very frank: "I only know that you are called Jueying Gunshen."

For such a tough guy who has been famous for many years, Ye Fan did not rush to extract a confession, but chatted with him in a gentle manner.

Yuan Qingyi also knew that something important happened to Ye Fan, so he quickly cleaned up the scene and took Jiufeng out alive.

Wu Jiuzhou closed the door with his backhand and stood guard at the door.

The hall became quiet again, and people's nerves gradually relaxed.

"Jueying Gunshen... It was just a gimmick in the first half of my life... I couldn't afford this title a few decades ago."

The old man in Tsing Yi smiled wryly: "Today's battle has tarnished this title even more."

Being played by Ye Fan's cat and mouse, killing more than 20 companions by mistake, and capturing himself alive, this title is ironic to him.

"As for my name, it's been a long time ago."

He looked at Ye Fan: "I almost forgot, you can call me an old cat."

"Old cat?"

Ye Fan smiled: "Moving like lightning, quick hands, the word old cat is very appropriate."

The old man in Tsing Yi was slightly taken aback, then nodded with a smile: "Thank you."

This is the code name he took when he was in the hunter school, and everyone commented on him at that time.

Ye Fan's same evaluation reminded him somewhat of the glorious past.

"Old cat, you are also a character, so I won't go around in circles with you."

Ye Fan pulled a chair and sat in front of Jueying Gunshen with a smile:
"Today, I took the Wumeng to bloodbath Yinxian Villa for three purposes."

"One is to get rid of violence and bring peace to the good, so that Jiufeng and the bad guys here will all get the punishment they deserve."

"There are more than 700 people here, each with blood on their hands. It can be called a gathering place for demons from China."

"Letting you feel at ease is the greatest disgrace to the victims."

"The second is to preemptively take the Yinxian Villa in advance to prevent you from being instigated by Ouyang Wuji to kill me!"

"I don't care about it myself, but there are too many weak and innocent people around me, and I can't let them take risks."

"Especially the female family members of the Liu family, no one can die."

"Three, I just want to take you down, and ask about the attack on my mother back then."

"Although Chen Qingyan is dead, and Chenlong and Tang Sanguo are in prison, there are still several forces that have not been investigated."

"I want to know what role you played in that attack?"

Ye Fan didn't hide too much, and expressed his intention very happily.

"Unexpectedly, you really came after me."

The old cat took a sip of whiskey with its trembling left hand, which relieved the pain a little:

"It's been so many years, and I haven't made my name in the arena very recently, and I haven't even been out of the villa."

"Unexpectedly, you still know my existence and what I have done."

"It seems that there are really no secrets in this world."

He added to Ye Fan: "And you can be regarded as a filial son, after all, you can find me."

"This is called the French Open without omissions."

Ye Fan smiled lightly: "Would you like to chat with me?"

The old cat licked his lips and looked at Ye Fan: "If I don't tell, will you kill me with a knife, or torture to extract a confession?"

"I won't touch you."

Ye Fan shook the wine glass lightly: "But I will hand you over to Ye Tang."

"You should be clear that Ye Tang has always used many methods to deal with the outside world."

"And they are more machines that execute orders, and they lack the respect I have for a strong man."

"They will stop at nothing for the outcome."

"It can be said that I will send you to Ye Tang. If you don't confess, you will be disgraced whether you live or die."

"You are considered a character, why should you suffer such a crime?"

"You might as well have a quick chat with me. Even if I can't let you spend the rest of your life in peace, I can let you go on the road with dignity."

Ye Fan patted the old cat on the shoulder: "Don't think about committing suicide to save face, I won't let you die, you won't die."

The old cat looked at Ye Fan and smiled again: "Do you think I will care about those means, how decent?"

"meeting!"

Ye Fan calmly greeted the old cat's eyes and smiled, his voice echoing in the hall:

"Although your hair is short, you comb it meticulously and protect it with natural aloe vera."

"You don't know the brand of your clothes, but the needlework and texture are top-notch, either made by a master or sewed by yourself."

"Although your shoes are cloth shoes, the uppers are made of super-grade silk, which is both ventilated and light."

"And your two guns, not only unique in shape, but also very clean, there is no dirt behind the trigger."

"What do these indicate?"

"It means that although you are down and out, you still live delicately."

"This also shows that you are a person who wants to be decent. Such a person cannot bear the humiliation and torture of ordinary people."

"So I can judge that if you are sent to Yetang, you would rather commit suicide immediately."

"It's a pity that with me here, you can't kill yourself."

"If you can't kill yourself, your future is likely to be extremely dishonorable."

"So now you can choose to chat with me about the past, or you can choose to live in Ye Tang's hands without dignity."

Ye Fan's voice was very soft, but the words carried an indescribable impact.

"As expected of a child genius doctor."

"Not only can you see a doctor or a person, but you can also see your heart and be convinced."

The old cat stopped drinking slightly, and the smile on his face froze a bit.

He stared at Ye Fan sharply, with emotion, surprise, and helplessness.

Decentness is his greatest strength, but it is also his greatest weakness.

Ye Fan didn't speak any more, and looked at the other party quietly, waiting for the old cat's psychological struggle.

"Yes, I am a decent man."

The old cat picked up the whiskey and took a sip, then sighed to Ye Fan:
"I'm not only Juying Gunshen, I'm also the previous head of the Tang Sect, a hunter instructor hired by Tang Sanguo at a sky-high price."

"When you attacked your mother and Ye Tang's children, it was Tang Sanguo who begged me to vent his anger..."

(End of this chapter)