Chapter 1150: The Precious Liquid

ed from returning to the center or even Beijing. All because he was Ye WuDao's son!Ye Jia could not tolerate him, and Beijing even less so...Ye Fan suddenly felt the responsibility on his shoulders. Y...It seems he's no good either. Ye Fan then addressed the two dumbfounded security guards: "Go buy some quickly."

Ye Fan said some extremely valuable names to him.

Two security guards looked at the chairman with strange expressions. However, they dared not disobey Ye Fan's words. Although they were all sweating profusely in their hearts, their feet didn't stop. After Ye Fan finished speaking, they turned and left.

About ten minutes later, Ye Fan could no longer hear Huang Mao's screams. At this time, the two security guards had returned.

They each held a few cups filled with something in plastic bottles. The contents were a bright yellow-orange color. Just looking at the packaging, you couldn't tell what was inside.

"Mr. Chairman, as you instructed, we have everything ready." the two little security guards said excitedly.

Ye Fan took the object and nodded. Judging by the time, it was almost enough. If he didn't call a stop, Huang Mao would probably faint directly.

Ye Fan then addressed the two security guards: "Go inside and call the boss out."

Two security guards, without any hesitation, pushed open the door and barged in.

After a while, the proprietress came out wearing only a very short scarf. Ye Fan frowned because he had already seen the plumpness all over the proprietress's body.

"Mr., I'm busy here. Is there something" The proprietress seemed very excited, but she was interrupted by Ye Fan while doing her thing. She was unhappy, but she knew that Ye Fan was a cash cow, so although she was unhappy, she didn't dare to show any dissatisfaction.

Ye Fan grabbed a piece of clothing from the side, not knowing who it belonged to, and threw it over. He said to her, "Put on your clothes first."

Although the proprietress was reluctant, she still did as Ye Fan instructed.

And after she got dressed, the two security guards at that moment brought Huang Amo out.

Ye Fan looked up and saw that Huang Mao was now like a sick pug, his whole body soft and limp, unable to muster any strength. His eyes were hollow and vacant, completely devoid of their usual sparkle.

Two security guards saw that Ah Mao, who was usually so arrogant, was now in such a state. They were sweating profusely inside, knowing they must never offend the chairman.

Huang Amo, who had been hollow-eyed and lifeless before, seemed to come alive the moment he saw Ye Fan. He pushed away the two security guards with all his might and ran to Ye Fan's feet, hugging them and sobbing, "Big Brother, I'll never do it again! Please, spare me!"

Ye Fan saw her sobbing and wiping tears, knowing his poison had been cured. However, Ye Fan's anger hadn't subsided. He coldly kicked Huang Amao and turned to the proprietress, saying: "How many did he just..."

The proprietress blushed slightly and said, "It's only five of them so far. We have several more sisters who are still thirsty."

She still remembered that just now, the little ones had said that only if each of them stayed at Huang Ama's place for more than ten minutes would they get a tip. Now, they were far from it.

Ye Fan, however, waved his hand at her and directly stuffed the few bundles of banknotes on the table into her hands, saying: "Take it, tell them to disperse."

The proprietress was overjoyed. She kept bowing and nodding to Ye Fan, expressing her gratitude profusely. Then, she happily went downstairs.

After she left, Ye Fan coldly looked at Huang Amo, his eyes devoid of any emotion. Although there was no killing intent in his eyes, Huang Amo couldn't help shivering all over. He was truly afraid that Big Brother would come up with some other strange way to make him try it again; he really couldn't take it anymore.

"Huang Amao, you've played through 21p, how does it feel I, Ye Fan, have treated you well, haven't I" Ye Fan suddenly laughed and said to Huang Amao.

Huang Amo had a bad feeling, and he scurried back, running beside Ye Fan like a faithful little lapdog, his head pressed to the ground.

"What are you doing Lift your head up and come here and sit down."

"I dare not." Huang Amao was almost crying. Big brother, please don't touch me like this, okay I'm afraid.

"Sit down," Ye Fan said suddenly, his voice cold.

Huang Amo jumped in fright and immediately sat down obediently. His bottom was only sticking to the chair mat, he didn't dare straighten his waist.

"How's that thing doing now, still popular" Ye Fan said with a smirk.

Huang Ah-Mao couldn't figure out what the chairman was trying to do to him, so he could only honestly say: "I feel empty."

Of course, it would be hollow. I ask you, who has ever been satisfied after only 2p

"Don't be afraid, I specially bought some iron supplements for you."

Saying that, Ye Fan handed the several bottles in his hand to Zhi Huang Amo.

Huang Ah Mao dared not refuse, but these bottles in his hand felt as heavy as ten thousand jin. He didn't even have the courage to glance at them.

Ye Fan frowned and said, "Don't disappoint my goodwill, drink it quickly."

Huang Amo's lips moved, frowning. What were these yellowish-orange liquids Were they medicine again He absolutely couldn't go through that again.

Although Huang Ama had a thousand and one unwilling feelings in his heart, he still had to open the lid and drink all that liquid with his eyes closed.

Ye Fan suddenly burst into laughter and said, "What are you afraid of These are all good things. What you're drinking is bullwhip, and the bottle in your left hand is tigerwhip."

Huang Ama was overjoyed to hear this, these were indeed good things, the kind that couldn't be bought with money. He was currently feeling depleted and in need of these things to replenish himself.

He really didn't expect the chairman to be so meticulous, even thinking of this.

So he drank gulp by gulp, and in no time at all, several bottles of precious liquid were drained by him.

Ye Fan smiled at him and said, "Huang A Mao, how do you think I treat you"

Huang Amo finished drinking the liquid and felt as if his whole body was suddenly filled with power. He wiped his mouth contentedly and said, "That's really something else, Big Brother! You've been so kind to me. If it weren't for you taking me under your wing, I might still be a small-time thug in the Nanlong Gang."

And now, the big brother is playing with so many women and after each time, he treats himself to such a tonic. How interesting!

It's just, if those women were a little younger and prettier... Huang Ahmao broke out in a cold sweat. He thought it was probably his brother's taste; maybe he arranged this based on his own preferences. This kind of feeling, I, Huang Ahmao, will never forget it in this lifetimere not as skilled as the Black Rose, the top assassin, they were members of a professional assassin organization who had undergone rigorous training. More importantly, they possessed excellent killing...