I Do Not Want to Inherit the Family Fortune

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Michael Licovis shivered in complete panic at the moment. He looked at the ground, the dagger dangling, not in his heart!

"Father! Father, I am your son..."

Michael Licovis knelt on the floor and snarled at the cold-looking Michael Coulson.

How to say, he is also the young master of the Michael family, is the future heir of the Michael family.

But now, in order to apologize to the sun **** Apollo, his father actually wanted his own son to punish himself?

too frightening!

What kind of strength and magical power does the sun **** Apollo actually make the Michael family proud, and makes his father so afraid of him!

"Humph! Michael Licovis, you have violated the family training of the Michael family! Today, you have offended the honourable Sun God Apollo, and it will be your honor to let you punish yourself in front of the Sun God! For the Michael family, only sacrifice you!"

Michael Coulson said coldly that he didn't look like a father.

In his eyes, there is only interest, only the Michael family.

Even if he let Michael Rikoves himself, he would not hesitate to shoot!

Hearing this sentence, Michael Likovis' heart was completely dead.

He turned his head and apologized constantly towards Ye Fan, saying, "Dear Lord Sun God, please forgive me for my recklessness and ignorance. I know that I am wrong. I am willing to serve you. Please forgive me. As long as you can let go Pass me, and Michael Ricovis is willing to follow you!"

This is already the last struggle of Michael Licovis.

However, Ye Fan looked at Michael Licovis indifferently and said with a chuckle: "Licovis, you used to have all kinds of disgust and pain to our Orientals. In your eyes, our Orientals are stupid pigs. And trash, now why do you follow me?"

Michael Rikoves quickly said: "No, no! Lord Apollo, you misunderstood, I'm garbage, I'm a stupid pig! Orientals are noble and worthy of respect! Also please Lord Apollo, forgive me ignorance."

This is human nature, and this is one's choice before death.

Seeing this scene, Chen Ping felt very helpless.

However, Ye Fan still said indifferently: "Some words, say it, are doomed to your death. The East, you need to be respected. We are not the weak one hundred years ago, we have always pursued peace. But , This does not mean that we are weak and can be bullied at will. Michael Ricovis, apologize for your words and deeds."

Rumble!

Ye Fan's sentence has been doomed to the death of Michael Likovis.

He was stunned, kneeling softly on the ground, looking at the dagger in front of him, shaking all over his body!

Suddenly, Michael LeCoves flashed a killing intent in the corner of his eyes!

He suddenly picked up the dagger, his face full of fierce and desperate despair, poke angry to Ye Fan, shouted: "Ah! You die! Apollo!"

however.

Such a struggle will undoubtedly accelerate death!

Ye Fan raised his head lightly and kicked it!

boom!

Michael Likovis, like a cannonball flying upside down, swept heavily through the air, and then smashed the bar glass platform behind him.

puff!

He fell to the ground, spurting blood in his mouth, and his skeleton was scattered.

This foot has already kicked all the internal organs in Michael Licovis' chest and abdomen!

Doomed to his death.

Tread!

Icy footsteps.

Ye Fan walked to Michael Licovis, who was lying on the ground and twitching, looking down at him from the top, saying, "Michael Licovis, you made a wrong decision at the end. If you are willing to punish yourself, maybe I will let you go. However, you chose to die."

Michael Licovis raised his head and wanted to say something, and finally lowered his noble head into a cold body.

Michael Licovis is dead.

Ye Fan turned around and looked at Michael Coulson who was standing on the side indifferently, and asked with a smile: "Coulson, your dear son died in my hand, will you avenge me?" "

Michael Coulson quickly lowered his head and said: "No! Dear Lord Apollo, this is what he deserves. I would also like to thank Lord Sun for removing a guy who does not know the rules for our Michael family."

Ye Fan chuckled twice, walked over to Michael Coulson, patted his shoulder, and smiled: "Coulson, in front of me, you should stop pretending. I'm waiting for you Michael anytime Family revenge, I hope you will not let me down."

After all, Ye Fan took Chen Pingren and left the bar in a big swing.

Outside the bar, a lot of people have already gathered.

They were shocked to see four people walking out of the bar indifferently!

"Gosh! They came out alive!"

"Oh Makar! What's going on inside? God, it's Michael Coulson, they can come out safe and sound."

"Crazy! Crazy! This must be crazy!"

Ye Fan glanced at the street scene outside and smiled lightly at the corner of his mouth. He threw a cigarette at Chen Ping and the two smoked.

"Here is the West, we are always humble in their eyes." Ye Fan chuckled lightly.

Chen Ping calmly said, "This is the purpose of your creation of the Sun Temple?"

Ye Fan smiled: "The only one who knows me is you, let's go, go back first and await the visit of the evil temple."

Chen Ping frowned, saying: "You mean, the people of the evil temple will find the door for the Michael family?"

Ye Fan nodded and took a sigh of smoke, saying: "Those of the Evil Temple, the most eye-catching must be reported. And, this person, Vatako, is very annoying."

...

Here, after Ye Fan and others left.

Michael Coulson looked at the body of his son Ricovis on the ground, tears flashing in his eyes.

He squeezed the golden cobra crutches in his hand and snarled angrily: "Call all the Michael family immediately! I want to attack the Sun Temple branch in Sandton City!"

"Yes!"

Several bodyguards responded immediately and respectfully.

Then, Michael Coulson stepped forward to his son's body step by step, squatted down the aged body, closed his eyes for him, and said, "Ricovis, don't blame your father, my father will avenge you! I The Michael family will never give up!"

After talking, Michael Coulson left the bar.

Sitting on the Zunjia, he directly said coldly to the driver: "Go to Lord Evil God!"