Ye Qinghan jumped up gently, stretched out his hand on the edge of the bridge, and jumped from under the bridge to the sidewalk of the canal bridge like green smoke.

The sight catches the eye of many old buildings that dance under the dim street lamps, the doors and windows of these old buildings have been torn down, and they are surrounded by a wall more than one person high. At every distance, there are banners with slogans.

"Shantytown renovation benefits people's livelihood!"

"Sign a contract to enter a new home as soon as possible, and I will help with urban development!" ......

Ye Qinghan didn't need to ask anyone anymore, the time really went back to one hundred and fifty years ago. This is the Dongshan Development Zone of Xiling City, the residents of these old buildings have already moved out, and in the near future, all of them will be demolished, and high-rise buildings will spring up here.

"Help, help!" The sound of screaming and crying came to Ye Qinghan's ears very clearly in this silent night. It was supposed to be the voice of a young girl, and he also heard the lewd laughter of several men.

However, Ye Qinghan's footsteps did not stop, there are all kinds of things in the world, he has seen too much, everyone has their own destiny. He didn't want to delay his time because of some irrelevant people and things.

At this moment, he just wanted to rush to the peak of Zhongli Mountain as quickly as possible and find the seed of the Spirit Source Mulberry Tree, which was the hope of his rise.

"Bastard, you can't even look at a woman?" shouted from behind him, and there was a sound of messy footsteps behind the courtyard wall.

Out of the corner of his eye, Ye Qinghan saw a disheveled girl with a bewitching figure coming out of a small door on the courtyard wall that happened to be passed by one person, and ran desperately towards him.

"Han Jingwen?" Ye Qinghan paused, turned to look at the girl who was crying and running hard, he didn't expect to see an acquaintance so soon.

Han Jingwen, the only daughter of Han Qingyue, a well-known entrepreneur in Xiling City, is Ye Qinghan's classmate at Xiling University.

Ye Qinghan's current image is not good, the stains discharged from his body after cultivation are simply washed in the river water full of yellow mud, and his clothes are crumpled and hung on his body. Although he was tall and his eyes shone brightly, he was still not much different from a beggar.

"Call the police!" When she saw Ye Qinghan, Han Jingwen didn't recognize him, at this time it was completely dark, the light of the street lamp was too dim, and she couldn't see Ye Qinghan's face clearly. It's just out of survival instinct, when she saw someone appear, she screamed as soon as she saw it.

"Stinky Hanako, get away, be careful of your little life!" Four or five bastards with bells and whistles and shirtless bodies didn't stop at all, and they rushed towards Han Jingwen very arrogantly. Among them, the yellow-haired gaze of the leader swept over Ye Qinghan, and snorted coldly, not looking at him at all.

They all thought that Ye Qinghan was just a beggar, in a position like this, under normal circumstances, shouldn't a beggar hide as far as he wanted?

"Little girl, my brothers will take care of you!" The yellow-haired monster smiled, slowed down with the meaning of cat and mouse, and approached Han Jingwen, who had already run to the point of losing his strength.

Han Jingwen soon arrived next to Ye Qinghan, she did not stop, but continued to run forward. She didn't have time to look at Ye Qinghan's face, and she didn't have hope for Ye Qinghan anymore, she also thought that Ye Qinghan was a beggar and wouldn't have the guts to get involved in such a thing.

"Get out of the way, don't get in the way!" Huang Mao and the others also arrived at Ye Qinghan's side. They were used to being arrogant, and they felt that Ye Qinghan, who was standing here motionless, was particularly eye-catching, and he stretched out his hand and slapped Ye Qinghan in the face.

"Get out!" greeted them with a cold snort from Ye Qinghan.

Hearing Ye Qinghan's voice, Han Jingwen, who was already about to be exhausted, glanced back. Then she heard a crisp sound, and then she saw that the yellow hair in the lead was slapped by Ye Qinghan and flew away four or five meters away.

"Kill him, kill me this nosy stinky Hanako!" Huang Mao's half of his face was numb with pain, his mouth was full of blood, and he couldn't speak a little bit. He felt that almost half of the teeth in his mouth were slapped out by Ye Qinghan.

"Boy, how dare you beat our brother Kun? You're going to die!" The remaining bastards took down the steel pipe and knife pinned to the waistband of their pants from behind their backs, and smashed them towards Ye Qinghan's head and face.

"A bunch of idiots!" Ye Qing laughed coldly, and waved his palm a few times casually. In the disbelief gaze of Han Jingwen, who was already about to despair, Feng lightly slapped all the remaining four people away. It seems that these people are really just annoying flies in Ye Qinghan's eyes.

"Boy, do you dare to meddle in your affairs? Do you know that we are from Brother Ma in the east of the city, don't leave if you have the guts!" The few people finally got up and shouted arrogantly at Ye Qinghan, who was still looking at them coldly.

"Ye Qinghan?" Han Jingwen only recovered a little from the panic at this time, she recognized Ye Qinghan, and called out with some confusion.

Ye Qinghan walked up to Han Jingwen's side, and reached out to help her up, who was already sitting on the ground.

Han Jingwen is very beautiful, the kind of quiet beauty, melon seed face, long eyelashes, fair skin, and myopic glasses with thin edges. At this moment, her clothes were disheveled, her face was covered with sweat, her eyes were full of tears, and her soft and boneless hands were tightly grasping Ye Qinghan's arm, like a drowning person grasping a life-saving straw.

The shoulder straps of Han Jingwen's floral suspender dress have been broken, and although she is protecting the spring light on her chest with one hand, she has revealed a large piece of snow-white and delicate skin on her back like milk. Still flustered, she didn't notice that the skirt of the long skirt was hanging on the buckle of the belt, and her slender and straight legs were also revealed in Ye Qinghan's eyes.

"It's me, it's okay!" Ye Qinghan was a little stunned, and wanted to pat Han Jingwen's back to soothe him, but when he saw a large area of uncovered skin, he didn't stretch out his hand after all.

But he didn't move, but Han Jingwen threw himself directly into his arms and cried. Ye Qinghan sighed, reached out and patted her gently on the back.

It wasn't until he felt that Han Jingwen's breathing was a little calmer that Ye Qinghan said, "Let's go, I'll send you home!"

"Do you dare to go? Brother Ma is coming soon, you can't leave. Even if you can hide today, there will be no place for you to stand in this Xiling City in the future!" Just when Ye Qinghan was comforting Han Jingwen, Huang Mao didn't stop at all, and kept calling people.

"It's me Ye Qinghan who beat people, if Ma Wenyao is so anxious to find death, just ask him to come to me!" Ye Qinghan didn't bother to look at these people, and walked towards the city with Han Jingwen in his arms.

"Quick, stop them for me, I can't let him run. Call Brother Ma quickly, this kid dares to be so arrogant, knowing that we are Brother Ma's people, and dare not give face, we must not let him have a good time. Brother Huang Maokun raised his foot and kicked the little brother next to him, shouting loudly, but he didn't dare to really catch up. Several younger brothers around him stubbornly carried his punches and kicks, but they also didn't dare to move.

He was indeed frightened by Ye Qinghan's methods, a person of more than a hundred catties, one slap at a time, and flew out so easily.