"You don't have to worry about it, I'm sure your subordinates will be happy to explain all this. Ye Qingsoul seemed to have guessed what Zhao Guangshen would ask, and said with a smile.

Zhao Guangshen's eyes suddenly darkened completely, and he glanced at the surrounding scenery nostalgically, his eyes were full of unwillingness and resentment.

No one could have imagined that he, as the second leader of Longxing, was a well-known big man in the entire underground forces of Jinling, and even belonged to the descendants of the Nanye family in the island country, so he died here in such a humiliated manner.

Died of ...... In the hands of a guy he'd never looked at directly, and had always treated him like a minion.

As soon as the leader of the bandits died, the rest of the people were immediately in disarray, and most of them were successfully controlled, except for a few more tough guys who cut themselves on the spot.

"Haha, if these people are really spies of the island country, it will be a great achievement! Tsk, Brother Ye, thanks to you for today's incident, I will first bring these prisoners back for careful interrogation, and then invite you to dinner another day!"

Fang Zheng rubbed his palms vigorously, his face was full of excitement, if it weren't for the discomfort of the occasion, he was afraid that he would be eager to interrogate him on the spot immediately.

"Director Fang, this time you have to be optimistic, if you let people go again, I won't be able to save you. Ye Qingsoul smiled and teased.

Fang Zheng's old face suddenly turned red, and he hurriedly waved his hand: "No, no, no...... If I lose people again, I don't bother with the organization, and I will directly disarm and return to the field!"

He was so excited that he forgot to maintain his image, and after getting Ye Qingsoul's consent, he immediately waved his hand happily and ordered someone to take all the remaining subordinates of Zhao Guangshen into the police car.

When Fang Zheng left, Ye Qingsoul also took Gao Yang back home.

Zhao Guangshen and his gang were wiped out, and the known island forces in Jinling City were completely uprooted, and he finally didn't have to worry that the experts in his company would receive an inexplicable "death email".

......

The next day, as soon as Ye Qingsoul sent Lin Rushuang to the company, he saw a long-lost Mercedes-Benz big G parked at the gate, he glanced at the license plate, and raised his eyebrows slightly.

It's actually Yang Beicheng?

This guy, but it's been a long time.

In the past, in order to learn kung fu, Yang Beicheng could be said to come to the door of the company early to wait every day, rain or shine. But since Ye Qingsoul taught him a set of boxing techniques, this guy has never seen it again.

He originally thought that Yang Beicheng was unbearable, so he chose to give up, looking at the way he was now, could it be ...... What is his reputation?

"Master Ye, the apprentice has come to see you!" On the other side, as soon as Yang Beicheng saw Ye Qingsoul appear, he immediately waved excitedly and said loudly.

Ye Qingsoul's head suddenly hung down several black lines, and he hurriedly waved his hand, "Stop, I'm not your master!"

"Hehe...... Yang Beicheng scratched his head and smiled, "There is a good saying, what is it called? One day as a teacher, a lifetime as a ......"

As he spoke, he suddenly realized that something was wrong, and hurriedly changed his words, and said with a sneer: "Be a teacher for life!" Haha, Master Ye, anyway, I have you as my master, and it doesn't matter if you don't have me as a disciple. ”

Ye Qingsoul rolled his eyes silently, and had to nod helplessly.

"That's right!" Yang Beicheng suddenly remembered what was going on, and hurriedly said: "Master Ye, the boxing technique you taught me, I will insist on practicing every morning, noon and evening after I go back, rain or shine." At the same time, I also spent a lot of money to hire a famous Chinese medicine practitioner to regulate my body, and take various drugs to regulate muscles and bones and strengthen qi and blood every day. I feel like I've improved a lot these days!"

"Oh?" Ye Qingsoul was a little surprised, he didn't expect this guy to really take the punch he threw out so seriously, and he was suddenly a little embarrassed in his heart.

He cheered up a little, from head to toe, carefully looked at Yang Beicheng, and sure enough, he found that this guy's momentum had changed greatly, his eyes were bright and bright, his skin was ruddy, his waist was straight, and his demeanor was vigorous, as if he had entered the door of martial arts.

"Strange...... Could it be that this guy is also a martial arts wizard?"

After all, even if there is a famous Chinese medicine expert who specializes in conditioning his body, it can only ensure that his body is not damaged in high-intensity exercises, and there is no one to teach him about the comprehension of martial arts.

After thinking about it, Ye Qingsoul shook his head lightly and smiled: "Since this is the case, it is a good thing." Why are you still looking for me?"

Yang Beicheng scratched his head and said with some embarrassment: "Brother Ye, although my old Yang is a rough man, what I yearn for most in my life is to be like those great chivalrous warriors who fight with swords in martial arts novels, holding a three-foot Qingfeng, flying eaves and walking on the wall, eliminating violence and peace." I'm pretty good at it, and although it's good, it looks too crude, and I want to learn something fine. ”

"Fine?" Looking at Yang Beicheng, who was five big and three thick, with the twisting and pinching appearance in front of him, Ye Qingsoul couldn't help but laugh dumbly.

"What do you want to learn?"

"Master Ye, I heard that the sword is the king of a hundred soldiers, I want to learn the sword!" Yang Beicheng had obviously made up his mind a long time ago, and he said without hesitation.

Hearing this, Ye Qingsoul was slightly stunned, and suddenly remembered how he had been when he first learned martial arts.

At that time, he was also like Yang Beicheng, who wanted to learn swords the most, thinking that he was a sword-wielding warrior and chic like a fairy, but he was severely ridiculed by the old man.

Although the sword is known as the king's weapon, because of its shape and quality, among the hundred soldiers, the character is the most unique, and it is like a gentleman. However, in terms of actual lethality, it cannot be called king.

People who practice martial arts often spread a saying: a year knife, a moon stick, a lifetime of guns. Among these many weapons, the gun is the most difficult to practice, but after practice, the lethality is also the greatest.

Of course, if you put your heart and soul into a certain type of weapon and spend your whole life practicing, even if you use a sword, you will not be weak. It's just that...... The cost that needs to be paid, after all, is still too high.

After being reprimanded by the old man, Ye Qingsoul had no choice but to reluctantly choose the gun and accepted the old man's inheritance bit by bit.

And in these years of hard training, he gradually realized the charm of the gun as a weapon, and began to accept it from the bottom of his heart.

Looking at Yang Beicheng's expectant gaze, Ye Qingsoul groaned slightly, and did not rush to attack him.

After a while, he finally smiled and said leisurely: "The most important thing in martial arts training is to guard against arrogance and rashness and lay a good foundation. Do you want to learn the sword? Let me see how well you practice!"