Chapter 1337: Just a Dog

"Wait a moment."

Just as Otto had walked out a short distance, he was called back by Ye Bufan.

His heart immediately filled with joy. Had the other party finally agreed? As long as the other party was willing to leave here, he would be completely fine.

Thinking of this, Otto excitedly ran back: "Mr. Ye, I will have someone open the door for you right now."

Ye Bufan said: "Open what door? I didn't say I was leaving."

"Uh… then what do you mean?"

Otto looked bewildered.

"The food has been too bland these past few days. For lunch, I want lobster, and more seafood. Let everyone have a taste.

Oh, and bring some of that red wine over too."

"Uh…"

Otto was a bit confused, not expecting the other party to make such a request.

This was a maximum-security prison, yet he wanted to eat lobster and drink red wine. However, considering the other party's identity, he still didn't have the courage to object.

"Mr. Ye, please wait a moment. I'll arrange it right away."

After Otto finished speaking, he once again led his men out of the prison. As soon as he left, the prisoners behind him instantly erupted.

"My God, lobster and red wine! I've already forgotten what they taste like…"

"Who exactly is this Young man? To dare order food in a maximum-security prison, he's definitely not an ordinary person…"

"Do you think the warden will really fulfill his request? I always feel it's unlikely…"

While others were guessing, the prisoners in Cell No. 1 were extremely excited. From what their boss just said, it seemed he was including them too, which meant they would also have a treat and get to eat seafood.

In a great mood, the people around Ye Bufan massaged even more vigorously.

Otto left the cell and went outside. First, he arranged for his subordinates to prepare a special lunch for Cell No. 1, then he pulled out his phone and called Creston.

As soon as the call connected, Creston's expectant voice came through: "How are things going? Has that person come out?"

He was very anxious now. If this matter wasn't resolved quickly, more Family members would be assassinated tomorrow.

"I'm sorry, Mr. Creston, he said I wasn't qualified to talk to him…"

Otto recounted what had happened.

"I understand."

Creston hung up the phone and let out a long sigh. It seemed things were indeed not as simple as he had imagined.

"Patriarch, what's wrong? Did he refuse?"

Orlando also had

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some surprise. He never expected that the other party would actually refuse to be released from prison.

"That person said Otto was not qualified to talk to him. How about this, you go."

After a moment of hesitation, Creston assigned this task to Orlando.

Firstly, on the surface, this matter arose because of Barkley of the Orlando Family. Another reason was that, as the patriarch of one of the four great Families, he was truly unwilling to bow down to a Chinese person unless absolutely forced to.

"Alright then, I'll go now."

Although Orlando was also very unwilling, there was no other way now. He could only leave the Brown Family and rush towards the maximum-security prison.

Otto was very fast. Before long, someone brought lobster, red wine, and other types of seafood into Cell No. 1.

Ye Bufan waved his hand, signaling the people who were massaging to step aside.

"Alright, everyone, eat freely."

Otto, fearing he wouldn't be satisfied, had prepared top-grade seafood. The lobster in front of them alone weighed at least three catties.

Ye Bufan also didn't stand on ceremony. He grabbed the lobster in his hand and began to eat it in large bites.

The others were the same, especially those prisoners who had been confined there for countless years. They hadn't tasted seafood in a long time, and they all devoured it ravenously, feasting to their hearts' content.

At the same time, their hearts were filled with gratitude and admiration for Ye Bufan. Although this boss was a bit domineering, he was capable! He could actually let them eat such delicious seafood here.

For a time, Cell No. 1 was extremely happy eating, but the prisoners in the other cells suffered. These people could only smell the rich aroma, constantly swallowing their saliva.

Orlando, accompanied by Otto, walked into the prison. Harry followed behind, and the group went directly to Cell No. 1.

"Who is this old man? Even the warden is personally accompanying him. He looks very impressive…"

"Don't you know? This is Orlando, the patriarch of the Field Family. I used to see him on TV often."

"The Field Family is a large Family with hundreds of billions in assets. Why did they suddenly come to the prison? Could it be that the Chinese person just now was talking about him?"

Orlando completely ignored what others were saying. He came to the cell door and respectfully said to the inside: "I am Orlando, the patriarch of the Field Family. I greet Mr. Ye."

"My God, Orlando is so respectful to this Chinese person! Who exactly is he? Could he be the illegitimate son of some great head of state?"

Seeing Orlando's respectful demeanor,

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the other prisoners let out another gasp of surprise.

After Orlando finished speaking, he respectfully stood there, but Ye Bufan was only concentrating on eating the lobster in his hand, showing no intention of acknowledging him.

Seeing this, Harry immediately flared up. Their Field Family held a high position in Apple City. When had they ever received such treatment?

Just as he was about to get angry, Orlando quickly stopped him. Now was absolutely not the time to be at odds with the other party.

After waiting for a while and seeing that the other party didn't speak, Orlando said again: "Mr. Ye, this incident was indeed an accident. Do you think you could leave here first, and then we can find a place to have a good talk?"

"Talk?" Ye Bufan finished the lobster in his hand, casually threw it into the nearby trash can, and said with a sneer, "You're just a dog. What right do you have to talk to me?"

As soon as these words came out, the entire scene was shocked. What was Orlando's identity? He was the patriarch of the Field Family, a big shot with hundreds of billions in assets, yet he was called a dog to his face.

"Kid, how are you talking? Do you know who we are…?"

Harry had just spoken halfway when he saw Ye Bufan's expression change.

"You're just a puppy. What right do you have to bark here?"

After speaking, he raised his palm, and an invisible force immediately surged out.

With a crisp smack, Harry, who was outside the cell, was actually slapped seven or eight meters away, crashing with a thud against the wall behind him.

"If you dare to bark again, believe it or not, I'll kill you right now."

Ye Bufan's words were cold and filled with domineering Aura, instantly stunning everyone present.

Harry also didn't expect that the other party could still hit him from inside the cell. Feeling the other party's heaven-shaking Aura, he couldn't help but shiver all over in fear.

When he climbed up from the ground, his legs were already trembling, and he could only barely stand by leaning against the wall.

At this moment, he completely sobered up, realizing what a terrifyingly ruthless character the other party was, and cautiously dared not make another sound.

Otto stood by, watching everything unfold, secretly feeling fortunate. Fortunately, he hadn't provoked this big shot earlier; he gave him whatever he wanted. Otherwise, his fate probably wouldn't have been much better.

One-Eyed Dragon's remaining eye was filled with terror. He was originally a Martial Artist and could feel how terrifying that move just now was.

He had originally guessed that the other party might be a Heavenly Rank Warrior, but from the current situation, it seemed to far exceed that Realm, perhaps even reaching the legendary Martial Saint.