Before he finished speaking, the man was already moving. The man in white was not slow, but he was half a beat slower than Yan Zikai. To ordinary people, this half a beat may not be anything, but to an expert, it is nothing.

Lost thousands of miles.

In a few breaths, the two of them had taught several times. Ao Jin's eyes were shining, and he was very active in learning from the experience. His waiter had turned into mist and hid around him when the enemy came.

According to the boss's order, the young master is not in danger and he must not act rashly.

The two of them were fighting each other faster and faster, one black and one white mixed together, like a touch of watercolor painting. There were only two people looking at the painting, and one was still hidden, so basically no one could notice it.

Ao Jin's expression changed from excitement at the beginning to a fixed gaze at the end. Even the black mist hiding in the dark showed a hint of surprise in his eyes.

Everyone in the Chunyu family knows that the men in the Chunyu family are good at reaching out. He has also been lucky enough to see the stretching of several other men. The only one he has never seen before is the one in front of him, but he did not expect that this is the real master of the Chunyu family.

Illusion is nothing to fear from him, and his skills are even more unpredictable.

If he didn't use his own abilities and just relied on all his fists and kicks to fight Yan Zigui, he probably wouldn't be his opponent.

A vague sigh floated out of the black fog. I am afraid that the boss knew the situation, so he was so relieved to throw his son over to teach him a lesson, without fear that others would not be able to handle it.

His admiration for his boss has reached a new level.

"boom!"

A muffled sound was extremely clear in the silent night, and the two entangled people retreated to the same place, as if they had never left. Yan Ziqiu's cold eyes made people shudder, and his momentum did not diminish at all, but became more and more aggressive.

The man in white is still the same as he was at the beginning, like an immortal, without any knowledge of the human world.

Only those with good eyesight would notice that his face was pale and without any blood. He tried hard not to show any flaw in his body, which had already been severely damaged.

"Your Excellency, are you unwilling to give in?" The plain voice was just like his person, but no matter how clean he looked, it could not hide his dirty heart.

"impossible!"

Like taking away his nephew, isn't that a joke?

Ao Jin's little eyes were bright, and he could naturally sense that his uncle was ignoring him. Obviously, the groan came from the man's mouth. He came up to him proudly and stood next to Yan Zijie, very arrogant.

"Is your brain flooded?"

The man in white frowned slightly, his morbid beauty was enough to kill a kind of woman instantly, but Yan Ziqiu was extremely disgusted.

Really artificial!

"What do you mean by this?" It was that thin voice again, extremely ethereal.

Ao Jin smiled mockingly: "You are taking me away in front of my uncle. Boy, are you out of your mind?"

"I have a very clear mind." The voice was so calm, but with a rare stubbornness, "What's wrong with following me? I can teach you a lot of things, many things that others can't imagine."

"Thanks, I don't need it!" He was practicing martial arts, and learning too much would be disadvantageous.

"You really don't want to come with me?" The man in white obviously refused to give up easily.

The corners of Ao Jin's lips curled up: "Who do you think you are? You can't even beat my uncle, and you want me to go with you?" It's not like he's not smart.

"I hope I can hear you call me master next time we meet." The man left leisurely, and after only taking a few steps, there was only a white dot left.
Chapter completed!