Zhao Changan and the other two played until dark before they had a hearty meal of seafood at a famous seafood stall.

During the meal, several tables of tourists were making noise with their boss and friends due to inflated prices.

After drinking a little cat pee for several streets, he wanted to come over to chat with Xia Wenzhuo. Park Hye-young said Gao Liwen, and suddenly scared these streets to wake up and retreat obediently.

"There are no species in this group of soft-legged shrimps!"

Zhao Changan was so angry that he saw this scene that he was so angry that he could still look up to them if these streetmen heard Park Hye-young dared to continue chatting with him in foreign languages, he might be able to look up to them.

Of course, high-mindedness is high-mindedness, and when you hit the death, you will still not be light at all!

"Wait a minute, you have to pay for your meals and your parents didn't teach you? The three-year-old kids who eat shit are more sensible than you!"

Seeing that the five streets were about to leave without paying the bill, Zhao Changan stood up and called out to the shop owner who was noisy with the passengers who were eating: "Uncle, they were leaving without paying money and eating your overlord meal! Uncle, he was bullying you, not a man, but a coward who dared not cause trouble and only bullied honest people! When he came, my aunt told me that someone dared to bully you and beat you to death!"

While talking, Zhao Changan rushed towards the five streets in the confused eyes of the store owner.

"What are you doing?"

"Little bastard!"

"court death!"

"Smack--"

"Ao~"

"pain!"

"Mom!"

It took less than thirty seconds to rush out from Zhao Chang'an to knocking down these five street skaters.

"Uncle, I'll send these two international friends back to the hotel first and come back later."

Zhao Changan signaled the two women to escape with him, and the shop owner looked at the five street skaters who were crying and howling on the ground, and refused to speak to stop Zhao Changan and the other two from leaving.

——

"Don't you think it's too naive?"

On the taxi, Xia Wenzhuo said quietly: "There are too many unfair things in the world, you can take care of them!"

"You're like Wen Ye, he likes to say this the most, but I'm a little different from him."

Zhao Changan looked at the dazzling night view outside the car window: "If you can't see it, then forget it. As long as I see it, under the basic abilities, as long as I can manage it, I will definitely manage it!"

"Zhao Chang'an, you said it very well. Our men in Goryeo lack the bloodiness of yours!"

Park Hye-young, who was sitting next to Xia Wenzhuo, looked at Zhao Changan's back with little stars, and his single eyelids were squinting together in admiration.

——

Star City.

"Crack~, rumble!"

The international flight from the non-continent just landed, and the dark clouds spreading over the sky began to thunder and lightning, and then it started to pour heavy rain.

Ye Bai stood at the doorstep of the airport building, looking at the heavy rain that had already turned into a waterfall in front of him, frowned.

He has to go back to Mingzhu tomorrow, otherwise he really wants to spend a night at the airport tonight and take the flight tomorrow morning to return to Mingzhu.

Ye Bai was about to ask the airport service staff to call him a taxi and drive it straight up.

At this time, a tall and extremely majestic man walked in from the heavy rain with a big umbrella in his hand.

Ye Bai glanced at it.

In the light, he saw the man with a bare head, tattooed on his head, green pupils, and a pair of symmetrical black ugly scars on his left and right cheeks. It seemed to be a wound left by some kind of murder weapon, which was extremely pressing. He also had tattoos on his wrist exposed from his sleeves, but he could not see the whole picture.

His hand holding the umbrella attracted Ye Bai's attention even more.

The calluses and cracks on the hands were more like traces left by long-term use of heavy firepower.

The Slavic man walked straight towards him.

"Are you Ye Bai?"

"right."

"Mound of soil, no, Ye Jingtian is looking for you."

Ye Bai's pupils shrank, and his eyes looked at the Slavic man in front of him like a blade.

"Ye Jingtian?"

"Yes." Valley

Hen Xiong Tu handed the umbrella he was holding to Ye Bai and said frankly: "There are weapons in the car. When you come in, you can only use force attacks. He is waiting for you in the car outside."

"Are you sure I'll go?"

The man Xiong Tu grinned, and the black scar on his left and right cheeks shook in his smile: "It's not me sure, it's him."

——

"Crazy~"

"Click!"

"Boom!"

In the storm, Ye Bai opened the car door and saw Ye Jingtian sitting quietly behind him, smiling at him: "Brother, long time no see."

Ye Bai sat in and said to Ye Jingtian with a cold face: "You are not dead yet. It's really a disaster that will last thousands of years!"

The man Xiong Tu also sat in the driver's seat.

His huge and heavy figure actually made the car tremble.

"Damn it, I can explode this car with an iron head!"

Xiong Tu, who was sitting all over, cursed: "Like the little girls in this place, they dare not try hard. They are really afraid that they will fall apart if they accidentally get together. They are not satisfied at all."

Ye Jingtian ignored Xiong Tu's complaint and said to Ye Bai with a smile: "Brother, do you remember what he said eight years ago?"

"Remember, you said that as long as I take a step other than the mainland, you must kill me with your own hands and use the Ye family's method."

Ye Bai glanced at Ye Jingtian's right hand.

Although this extremely subtle change could not be seen in the eyes of most people, Ye Bai still clearly saw that Ye Jingtian's right hand had shrunk a lot.

He said with disdain in his mouth: "Can your hand still hold a knife? I think you can't even hold the smallest pistol. Of course, I forgot that you don't have the ability to thug, - gun~"

Ye Bai pulled the word "gun" very long, and he showed the expression of "you are not a man" towards Ye Jingtian very frankly.

"But I still have a left hand."

Ye Jingtian also laughed: "Brother, I have found the place. Let's settle the relationship tonight. I can only walk out one alive."

"Okay, let me see your left-hand knife."

Ye Bai smiled and nodded.

"It's not a left-handed knife, but a sword."

——

A sumptuous banquet was also filled with three respected martial arts masters, including Ye Jingtian, Ye Bai, Ren Xiong Tu, and Xingcheng.

Chen Changhai, the master of Cai Lifo of Nanquan, Shang Yunpeng, the master of Xingyiquan, and Xiao Zhaoshun, the master of Yang's Tai Chi.

Ye Bai thought that these three masters were so famous that he could beat the three of them all over the ground with one hand.

"Brother, I'll give you a cup. You teach me most of my kung fu, and I'm half a teacher."

Ye Jingtian raised his glass to Ye Bai.

"So I taught me something heartless!"

Ye Bai raised his glass and drank it full.

——

"Boom~"

The heavy wooden door was opened, and inside was a fully enclosed large martial arts training ground with an area of ​​less than 300 square meters. A huge steel and concrete beam acts as a dragon ridge to support the roof.

Cameras are hung on the beams of the room and the four corners of the martial arts training ground, which can monitor the martial arts training ground without blind spots.

On the high walls, in addition to electric lights, four pots of kerosene lamps are also burning.

On each side of the walls, there is a weapon stand with swords, guns, sticks, and swords on it.

“It was well prepared.”

"I have been preparing this place for three years. These weapons are prepared for you by my elder brother. You can see if it is suitable first. You can choose first, and I will call your home."

Ye Jingtian signaled Ye Bai to go in and look at the weapons, and he took out his cell phone.

"What's up?"
Chapter completed!