chief love marriage

Chapter 894: Ye Che’s Means (6)

He bought off the three ladies who were presenting, and he was able to gather so many reporters and media in one night, and he could quietly clean up all the bodyguards at the door.

No matter how stupid Cook was, he knew that he had offended someone he shouldn't have offended today.

"You... who are you?" Even if he admits defeat, he still needs to know whose hands he fell into, right?

"What's the matter? Do you want to seek revenge from us after you die?" Ye Che looked down at him condescendingly, his brows and eyes were full of cold arrogance: "Okay, since you want to take revenge, then listen carefully, my young master's surname is Ye, and his name is Che... Ye The chairman of the association group, the leader of the Eagle faction... the head of the family!"

Eagle... Eagle power?

When Cook heard these three words, it was as if the King of Hades had killed him. He rolled his eyes and passed out.

Wen Zhao ran over, stretched out his foot and kicked Cook: "Hey, don't pretend to be dead. I'll give you three seconds. If you don't get up again, I will pull you out to feed the dogs. I will do what I say!"

Hello, feed the dog?Too cruel? !

Sure enough, Cook stared, and he was scared back to life.

At this time, he was already out of his wits, kneeling on the ground with disheveled hair, black blood dripping from his mouth, begging for mercy inarticulately.

"Ye, Mr. Ye, I was infatuated with sex for a while and offended your wife. I deserve to die, but if I knew it was you, I wouldn't dare to provoke you even if I had 1 guts. Ran away--"

As he said that, Cook raised his hand and made a poisonous oath: "I swear to God, if I dare to think about your wife in the future, I will be struck by lightning, and I will die!"

After he finished speaking, he fell to the ground like an eggplant that had been hacked into pieces, and began to cry.

Seeing his virtuous behavior, Ye Che cursed: "Trash!"

In fact, he didn't want Cook's life, but just warned him. After all, he is a useless person now, and he can't live or die. This is far more painful than killing him.

Moreover, since the murder incident in the coffee shop three years ago, Ye Che has rarely dealt with anyone himself.

He wasn't afraid of hurting someone's life, but he was afraid that after Xia Weiyi found out, the little woman would start thinking wildly again and worry about him.

"You'd better remember what you said and get out of London immediately, otherwise, the next time I see you, this young master will give you an urn!"

After speaking, he took Wen Zhao and left the ward.

Only Laura and Cook, who were full of stupid eyes, knelt on the ground and kowtowed to Ye Che's back in gratitude.

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After leaving the hospital, Ye Che looked at the little Wen Zhao standing beside him with approving smiles in his eyes.

"Boy, not bad, the marksmanship is quite accurate."

Such a thin needle hit Cook's throat with one move.

Wen Zhao is only 7 years old, and in the next ten years or so, shouldn't his boldness surpass Wen Qiyang?

Wen Zhao glanced at Ye Che, as if listening to pediatrics, and snorted: "I started playing with knives when I was three, guns when I was four, and I could blow a man's head to pieces when I was five~"

"Uncle, do you think I'm as idle as you are every day, not doing my job properly?"

There was a little contempt in Wen Zhao's eyes, and Ye Che was stunned for a moment. Was he disgusted by a little baby?
Just when he was about to raise his hand and hit him on the head with a hammer, Wen Zhao sighed, his tone and demeanor carried a maturity and responsibility that didn't match his age.

(End of this chapter)