Professor Yip has a strong heart.

How can you tolerate being spoken lightly by this old monk?

At this moment, she held the pistol in her arm calmly.

In the depths of his eyes, the murderous machine is revealed!

On the other hand, the ascetic glanced at Professor Ye with a calm expression. On such an ordinary-looking face, there was even a weird smile: "It's tasteless when you're dead." ”

Bang!

Suddenly there was a burst of gunfire.

Professor Ye pulled the trigger and fired.

But the dervish who was close at hand was not hit in the head.

He just shook it slightly, and the man left the couch. Stand up.

"Ye Lao. You taught a good granddaughter. The dervish walked slowly out the door. "I love it and I won't give up. ”

Bang bang!

Professor Yip fired two more shots in quick succession.

But her marksmanship, which was already quite good, looked so cumbersome under the ascetic's understatement.

It's like a blind man, who can't hit anything.

Professor Ye's face was full of murderous intent, and his pupils were full of coldness.

A shuttle of bullets ran out. Not even the ascetic robes were touched.

She was angry, but no less shocked.

Chu Yun was right. Even if this old monk is copper-skinned and iron-clad, he will never be invulnerable.

What matters is in whose hands the sword and gun are held!

"Miss Ye. I suggest you go with my master. The little monk walked with a smile on his face. "Otherwise, wait for my master to come back next time. You may not be able to keep the Ye Mansion safe. ”

"Is this called the doctor's inautonomy?"

Chu Yun, who had been silent since entering the living room, spoke.

He held down the slightly hot pistol in Professor Ye's hand and took it peacefully.

Then, slowly placed it on the coffee table. He said expressionlessly: "Why don't you ask the old monk." Can he keep you safe?"

Let's talk about it.

Chu Yun walked calmly towards the little monk.

Suddenly, there was a strong murderous force in the air,

One after another, like a substantial qi machine, blocked the little monk's body. His brow furrowed slightly.

Professor Yip's expression changed slightly, and he opened his mouth to stop him.

She received the news that Chu Yun fought two hard battles in succession.

There are injuries on the body, and they are not light.

Chu Yun shook his head lightly and didn't allow her to make a sound.

Between the eyebrows, a violent color is revealed.

"Are you looking for death?" the little monk restrained the smile on his face. His plain eyes stared at Chu Yun for a moment.

Even Professor Ye knows about it. He was the most gifted disciple of the ascetic as a closed disciple. How can you not know?

"Although I don't want to admit it. Chu Yun strode forward, and a wave of anger erupted from his body. "But your shameless master did me off. ”

"I'm a fair man. In Chu Yun's dark eyes, a killing opportunity was bound to appear. "He provokes me, and you pay for your life. ”

"Play with him. ”

The dervish stood still.

There was no joy or anger in his plain face. But Chu Yun finally walked into the trap he had carefully arranged.

When Ye Lao saw this scene, he also frowned. It's not good.

"Isn't he injured?" Ye Lao asked in a low voice. "Why did I go home with you?"

"I didn't stop. Professor Ye's elegant face showed a look of worry.

"We have all fallen into the trap of the Nine Infants. Ye Lao was quite annoyed.

When Professor Ye heard this, his heart trembled.

Caught in the trap?

Grandpa meant that this old monk came to the Ye Mansion to make trouble. Is it simply drunk and warm, not in wine?

He didn't want to provoke the Ye Mansion, but Chu Yun?

In this way, the little monk had an absolute chance of killing Chu Yun. I'm not afraid of being held accountable!

Who is accountable?

Yanjing Chu family!

A top wealthy family that hides three big monsters!

A female devil, Chu Hongye, is terrifying. It's terrifying.

And Chu Zhongtang, an old monster who rarely shows up, but has already reached the peak. It's even more about the color change!

Even if he was as powerful as an ascetic, he was unwilling to kill Chu Yun for no reason. Even if he killed two of the dervishe's apprentices, one of his grandsons.

Force him to do it himself!

Let him take the initiative to find trouble!

Kill him, and no one can say anything!

Professor Ye was so anxious that he wanted to step forward to stop him.

was pulled by Ye Lao: "You can't stop him." ”

"I know. Professor Ye lowered his beautiful eyes.

Chu Yun is a person, and she knows everything clearly.

Once he decides on something, no one can change his mind.

"At least you succeeded. Ye Lao exhaled a breath of turbid air and rubbed his chest. He said that too. Although he didn't want to admit it, he had to face his heart. He cares about you and cares about you. ”

On Professor Ye's elegant face, a different color flashed: "I'd rather he be like before and not pay attention to me." ”

Only at night did he tease Chu Yun about this. Now it worked.

She felt a strong sense of unease. It seems to be some kind of fate. It was hard for her to calm down.

"The human heart is made of flesh. Ye Lao pursed his lips and said. "What's more, my granddaughter Ye Zhenglong is no worse than others. ”

Professor Yip didn't have the heart to discuss this.

She only cared about Chu Yun's safety: "Grandpa, you fought with him just now. What do you think Chu Yun has a chance of winning?"

"It depends on his injuries. Ye Lao frowned. 'If the injury wasn't serious, he should have been able to win narrowly. ”

"What if it's serious?" Professor Yip asked.

Even Chu Yun himself said that he was in poor health and in poor spirits.

This is the first time Professor Ye has heard Chu Yun make such a self-evaluation.

On weekdays, he will always be the one who can't shout tired and can't say no.

"It's hard to say. Ye Lao shook his head. The complexion is solemn.

Everyone's eyes looked eagerly at Chu Yun.

And he was already standing in front of the little monk.

The chill on his body was pressing, and he stared at the little monk's delicate face with a restrained smile without squinting.

"How do you want to die?" Chu Yun's thin lips opened slightly, and he asked lightly.

"You've decided—smack!"

The little monk's voice did not fall.

Chu Yun raised his hand and was a slap.

The little monk frowned, but he was ready to block it quickly.

Syllable!

The left hand is drawn, and the right hand comes again.

After three or four slaps in a row, the little monk finally couldn't help but take two steps back.

His arms were numb, and he didn't want to play this childish game anymore.

But he backed away. Chu Yun followed him like a shadow.

"Then I'll beat you to death. ”

Chu Yun stretched out his hand, like a little monk grabbing Xiao Wu's collar.

He grabbed the little monk by the collar.

But he didn't fall over the shoulder. Instead, he pressed the little monk's shoulder.

"Huh?"

The little monk shook his shoulders, but he didn't bounce Chu Yun away.

He raised his hand, wanting to release Chu Yun's restraints.

But Chu Yun raised his right hand, clenched his fists with five fingers, and smashed it towards his chest.

Bang!

The little monk raised his eyebrows. Stack your arms to block.

Blocked Chu Yun's punch with difficulty.

"I advise you not to struggle. ”

Chu Yun raised his hand and punched again.

Bang!

The little monk raised his arm to block.

The numbness of the arm spreads to half of the body.

"I said I'm going to beat you to death. Chu Yun's thin lips were slightly open, and he had no emotion. "You won't survive. ”

Bang!

Bang bang!

Punch after punch.

Chu Yun seemed to treat the little monk as a sandbag.

In the first few punches, the little monk could still block it.

But the more he blocked, the more he couldn't stop it.

His arms were swollen to the thickness of two. His arms were full of blood, and several hand bones were misplaced and bursting, and the pain was unbearable.

And Chu Yun's fist was like a steel bar, but he punched one punch after another, without any stagnation. Bang bang on the little monk's chest!

Flutter!

The little monk spurted blood all over his mouth and spit out Chu Yun's face.

But he didn't get the slightest irritation. Punching the little monk with an emotionless face.

Bang!

Bang bang!

Every punch smashed into the little monk's chest.

But it also seemed to have smashed into the hearts of everyone in the Ye Mansion.

Chu Yun beat the little monk to death with his fists in public.

That little monk with a smile on his face, who was extremely arrogant a few minutes ago, punched Ye Lao!

The little monk who asked Professor Ye to follow his master, otherwise he wouldn't be able to keep the Ye Mansion!

"I thought you would be better than the Bitter Bodhisattva. ”

Chu Yun threw down the little monk who had lost his breath.

Then he wiped the blood from his face. Raising his eyes, he looked at the ascetic monk standing at the door of the Ye Mansion with an indifferent expression: "What about you, how do you want to die?"