"Old man, you can't be the Black and White Impermanence, you don't have any sound when walking, it will be scary."

Seeing that Mr. Zhao, who had been slandered for a while, suddenly appeared in front of him. His white face was thick enough. He returned to normal in less than two seconds. He began to blame the old man.

"You think you are a kid with a thicker face than a city wall, you will be scared to death by me, an old man."

Maybe he had long been used to saying bad things about Baiyi behind his back. Mr. Zhao just glared at him, but he didn't look too angry.

"Here you come."

"Um."

Seeing Mr. Zhao ask himself, Emperor Ye nodded, slightly embarrassed.

Bai Yi arranged the old man here for a while. He was the audience. When he suddenly saw the person involved, he felt a little uncomfortable.

"I thought you would come back after the New Year, let's go and talk to my house."

Nodded, Mr. Zhao could not see what his expression was on his face, and he walked in with his hands behind his back.

Behind, Emperor Ye naturally followed obediently.

Although I have never seen Mr. Zhao get angry, and even Emperor Ye can't feel the danger that a warrior should have in the latter, when facing Mr. Zhao, Emperor Ye always feels a palpitation.

The other party's sharp eyes and full aura were like a sharp sword that was about to be unsheathed at any time.

"I have been acting like this for decades, and I feel so tired of aesthetic taste." I curled my lips, but the white clothes behind me didn't buy it much. I muttered, following Queen Ye and headed inside Long Yan's headquarters as she learned from Mr. Zhao's walking posture.

The entire Long Yan headquarters looked ordinary from the outside, just a very different fifteen-story building. However, when Ye Huang entered, he realized that the design of the internal structure of the building was completely different from what he had guessed.

If it weren't for the old man, just wandering around the corridor would have made Emperor Ye dizzy.

To put it bluntly, if someone sneaks in and doesn't know the structural diagram of the building, it's possible to be trapped inside.

"The interior layout of this building was designed by the old man himself, and it was like a maze. The distance between going up and down the stairs was obviously a few hundred meters."

While following the old man, the white clothes still did not forget to arrange the old man.

Mr. Zhao, who was walking in front, took what Baiyi said as if he had not heard, and walked forward with his hands behind his back.

"Uncle Bai, aren't you afraid that the old man will get angry and press you to the ground and beat you up."

"This old man doesn't have that much time to pay attention to these things. Since this old man began to believe in Buddhism ten years ago, he has rarely attacked me." Bai Yi said with a hippie smile, as if the old man suddenly began to believe in Buddhism ten years ago, which finally made him liberated.

On this side, when Emperor Ye looked at Baiyi's smiling face, Emperor Ye suddenly had the urge to go up and slap him a few times.

But after thinking about it, the other party was Tiange's master after all, and he was considered his elder. If he really wanted to do it, it would definitely not end.

After a long time of twists and turns, the old man finally brought the two of them to his office.

Just when Emperor Ye thought the latter was going to take him in, the old man in front of him with his hands behind his back suddenly turned around, pulled his slightly old face and said slowly,

"Emperor Ye, you go out and wait for a while. I have something to say to Baiyi."

As soon as Emperor Ye finished speaking, before he could agree, he felt a gust of wind blowing by his side. The white-clothed man who was originally careless ran away.

Before I could run out, another gust of wind passed by before me, and the speed was much faster than that of Baiyi.

Then I heard the shouts of Baiyi.

"Damn, old man, aren't you fucking believe in Buddhism? You're still fucking beat me."

"Bang."

As the old man Zhao took the white clothes into the office like a chicken, he closed the door, and the white clothes shouted abruptly.

Outside the door, Ye Huanggaba looked at him, but he didn't react for a long time.

Isn’t Mr. Zhao a believer in Buddhism? Why did he teach Uncle Bai a lesson?

And why did Mr. Zhao get so fast just now?

Emperor Ye was full of doubts. If the old man had been taught a lesson in Baiyi, Emperor Ye understood this very well.

It's unbearable. This white-clothed cursed for a while and even wanted to slap him. No matter how well the old man was in upbringing, he probably would explode.

But what shocked Emperor Ye was the old man's body movements were so fast.

Regarding the body movement, Ye Huangxiang was imprisoned and moved around, and even could dodge bullets, but his speed was only half faster than the white clothes just now.

However, this white clothes, which was slightly slower than me, were picked up by the old man just now, and there was no resistance at all.

How strong should the old man be?

Emperor Ye could hardly imagine

Maybe Qinglong may not be as good as Mr. Zhao...

After thinking for a long time, the Emperor Ye, who had not found a good reference, could only sigh.

Thinking of his complacentness about his strength improvement during this period, Mr. Zhao's inadvertent expression completely shocked Emperor Ye.

Among the people Ye Huang knew, Mr. Zhao was definitely ranked first in the martial arts value. He even felt that the old man might not have his strength.

In an instant, Ye Huang, who had not paid much attention to special training after the New Year, suddenly became full of passion.

Now he is eager to improve his strength. If he is really trained by Mr. Zhao himself, no matter how hard or tired he is, his strength will be greatly improved after completing his graduation.

Thinking of this, a smile appeared on Ye Huang's face.

Improve your strength more, and the time to avenge Fengchi will be shorter.

"Wait, I must become stronger."

He clenched his fists tightly, and Emperor Ye clenched and loosened, and his eyes changed several times, and his fighting spirit was high.

"Oh, stinky old man, I'm fighting with you. Don't bully me, you old guy, I'm not as strong as you. In another twenty years, you will be in the nursing home. Let's see how I'll mess with you."

"Oh, be gentle, I'll take a little girl tonight, so you can't be gentler."

"Damn, I've been tolerant of you enough. Even if you break your face this time, you will suffer," he said.

The violent fighting sounds came from the office, which made Ye Huang's scalp numb.

Even Uncle Bai has been taught such a harsh lesson. If I am not very honest in the future, wouldn’t I have to be in trouble?

Thinking of his miserable days in the future, Emperor Ye suddenly felt that the kind-hearted Mr. Zhao felt a bit like a wolf in sheep's clothing.

And the group of people under him, including himself, were all little sheep waiting to be slaughtered.

His grandmother, this old man is going to become a spirit, and his disguise is really harmless.

After cursing, Ye Huang swallowed his saliva and quietly waited for the end of the war inside.

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