With a misty autumn rain in the sky, a cool McLaren red sports car sped past the wet and cold road, and the car stopped in front of a Wing Chun plaque in the centre of H.

A middle-aged man with eyes as sharp as an eagle falcon got out of the car and bowed slightly to open the door, and then a young man wearing sunglasses and smoking a cigar with a noble and elegant temperament slowly walked out of the car.

The young man took a puff of his cigar, he stared at the middle-aged man with a soft gaze and said in a deep voice: "Lin Lei, do you think this Master Ye can deal with the kid who is very close to Yuxuan?"

The middle-aged man said with a cautious face: "Young Master Guo, I don't know much about this, but Master Ye is a generation of martial arts masters, and his kung fu is far above me, as for whether Master Ye can beat the man next to Ms. Hu, I don't know very well, but I think if Grandmaster Ye makes a move, he should be a little sure!"

The young man spat out a cigar with a unique aroma, and he muttered, "Let's go, go in and have a look, I want to see how capable Master Ye is!"

As he spoke, the middle-aged man respectfully followed the young man into the boxing gym that exuded a faint pine scent.

At this time, in the Wing Chun gym, a man wearing a gray robe with a gentle face was standing on the high platform in the gym and playing a wooden stake.

The young man walked straight to the gentle-looking man who was driving the stake, and he did not speak, but stood quietly waiting for the gentle-looking man to finish the stake.

After about a cup of tea, the gentle-faced man slowly walked down from the high platform where the wooden stakes were driven, and he paced to the young man's side and said in a calm tone: "Sir, you are a guest, come with me into the house and have a cup of tea!"

The young man nodded, he snuffed out the cigar in his hand and handed it to the middle-aged man behind him, and then followed the gentle-faced man into an antique private room in the gym, where the young man and the gentle-faced man sat opposite each other on a wooden table.

It didn't take long for a woman who looked ordinary, but had a very special temperament, and the more she looked at it, the more she looked at it, the more she looked at it, and she came up with a pot to brew a frozen top oolong, and she poured tea for the two of them skillfully.

The young man picked up the cup and took a sip of tea, he looked at the tea leaves in the cup and said in a low voice: "I think Mr. Ye should know about the revival of spiritual energy, I wonder if Mr. Ye is sure to deal with the so-called immortal cultivators?"

The mild-faced man stared at the young man and said with a serious face: "We martial arts practitioners practice martial arts just to strengthen the body and cultivate their temperament, not to compete with others, Mr. Guo said that the revival of aura I have also heard, in my opinion it is a double-edged sword, aura revival makes people practice faster at the same time, it will also bring many unstable factors to this society!"

Suddenly, the young man took out a black Colt pistol from his pants pocket without warning, he aimed the muzzle of the gun at the gentle-looking man, the young man smiled slightly: "Grandmaster Ye, I don't know if you can block the bullet, if you can't even do this, then I think there is no need for your gym to go down!"

At this time, the ordinary-looking woman looked at the gentle-looking man, and a look of anxiety and worry appeared on her face, and her lips pursed and she wanted to say something, but she still chose to be silent.

The gentle-faced man calmly picked up the teacup on the table and drank it all, and he said calmly: "You shoot!"

The young man skillfully turned the pistol between his fingers, and he suddenly aimed at the gentle-looking man and pulled the trigger, but in an instant, a fiery snake burst out from the muzzle of the black hole and shot towards the gentle-looking man.

Just between the lightning and flint, the gentle-faced man instantly pulled out a pitch-black origami fan from behind his back, and he suddenly stretched out the origami fan to block the bullets that came from the burst, and at the same time, the gentle-faced man quickly reached out and pinched the bullets in the air.

"Good!"

The young man clapped his hands, and he opened his mouth to praise: "The descendant of Wing Chun, Grandmaster Ye Yongqing Ye, is indeed worthy of his reputation!"

As he spoke, the young man gestured to the middle-aged man standing respectfully behind him, and after the middle-aged man understood, he took out a bank card from the briefcase under his arm.

The middle-aged man walked to the gentle-looking man in three steps and two steps, and he said with a full heart: "Master Ye, this is a little bit of Young Master Guo's heart, please accept it!"

Ye Yongqing said with a righteous attitude: "I can't collect Young Master Guo's money, it's useless, and if I don't collect the money that should be collected, I, Ye Yongqing, will not be able to sleep well when I sleep at night!"

The young man pointed the muzzle of the black hole at the ordinary-looking woman, his eyes were cold, and his tone was cold: "That's not to talk about, if that's the case, I, Guo Haotian, will definitely make your gym not open for a day, and let your Wing Chun gym completely mix out of H City!"

Ye Yongqing frowned slightly, he stepped lightly on a table in the room, and instantly swept to the side of the ordinary-looking woman, the man with a gentle face hugged her tightly in his arms and said gently: "Nianci, with me, you don't have to be afraid!"

After saying this, Ye Yongqing raised his head, he looked at the young man fixedly and said, "What do you want!"

Guo Haotian deftly turned the pitch-black and shiny Colt pistol in his hand between his fingers, and he groaned and said, "It's not a big deal, I just want Sect Master Ye to deal with someone for me!"

Ye Yongqing straightened his shirt and lowered his brows, he thought for a moment and said: "Okay, as long as you promise me not to move my gym and not hurt the people in the gym, I will help you, but I won't kill for you!"

Guo Haotian took out a cigar from the pocket of his straight suit, he took the bank card from the middle-aged man behind him and put it on the table in the antique room and said: "This money is given to you, the password is six zeros, I will notify you when I do it, you don't need to kill people, you just need to cripple him!"

While speaking, Guo Haotian proudly led the middle-aged man away.

At this time, in the Wing Chun gym, Ye Yongqing took off his gray robe and draped it over the shoulders of an ordinary-looking woman, and he said in a gentle tone: "Nian Ci, with me, you don't have to worry about everything!"

The ordinary-looking woman said, "But...... Why don't we get out of here and go back to Foshan!"

Ye Yongqing hugged the ordinary-looking woman into his arms, and he muttered: "Even if you come, you will be safe, there is nothing that you can't walk, and there is no river that you can't cross, besides, my daughter Zilin has already settled down here to study, if we leave rashly, it will affect her studies!"

The ordinary-looking woman buried her head in Ye Yongqing's arms, and she said quietly: "Yongqing, I will listen to you in everything!"