Although he had internal qi protection, Ye Qinghan's face was still a little pale. The strength of this man was terrifying, and every punch was like a truck crashing into him.

"Come out!" After a short breath, Ye Qinghan suddenly let go of the hand holding the top of the restaurant manager's head, and his five fingers grabbed the void above his head, and a black smoke was pulled out of the top of his head by Ye Qinghan.

The black smoke was only the size of a fist, and if you looked closely, you would see that it was actually a miniature human form. After the black smoke was extracted, the restaurant manager had already fallen softly, and his body had returned to its original state, but his face was like gold paper, and his breathing was weak.

The black smoke villain struggled violently in Ye Qinghan's hands, although no sound came out, Ye Qinghan could also see the fear and begging on his face, and occasionally seemed to be threatening with a strong voice.

"Interesting!" Ye Qinghan's eyes flashed, and a dazzling white firelight suddenly appeared in his hand, and the pitch-black villain instantly melted like ice and snow in the firelight.

"Take care of the two of them!" Ye Qinghan nodded to Yan Zishan, who had already leaned over, and explained, and rushed out with a shake of his body.

"Ahh Ye Qinghan didn't pay attention to these at all, pushed aside a few cleaning aunts who were beating him with brooms, rushed directly to the innermost room of the lattice room, and kicked open the door of the lattice room.

The cubicle was empty, and on the white wall behind the squatting urinal, an eerie pattern was drawn with red lines, which looked like a child's graffiti. Ye Qinghan reached out and touched it, sniffed it with his nose, and frowned slightly.

"Blood is the guide, manipulating the living soul, what is the means of that force?" Ye Qinghan thought for a moment, turned around and prepared to leave.

"Little handsome guy, with my help, you have seen the scenery of the women's toilet, how should you thank me?" Just as he turned around, he saw a line of words still written in red blood on the side wall of the lattice.

Seeing this, Ye Qinghan stopped instead. He took a tissue from his pocket, wiped some blood with a line written in blood, and carefully folded the tissue and put it in his pocket.

When several security guards rushed into the women's toilet with rubber sticks in their hands, Ye Qinghan had already left. Several cleaning aunts were surrounded by a group of people with excited expressions, and loudly talked about their heroic deeds of fighting perverts.

"No scruples, decisive killing! The bid for this mission is so high, it's really not easy!" A starbucks on the corner of the street, her hair pulled up, and the blonde beauty who had changed into a professional outfit gently stirred the coffee, and still had a charming smile on the corner of her mouth.

"It should be from the Western Wichandism! You have to be careful, this method is strange and cruel, it is simply impossible to prevent it. I don't know when the people close to you will be controlled and attack you!" Returning to the restaurant again, Zeng Huan, who was still waiting here, said to Ye Qinghan with a solemn face.

"Western Witch Sect, when did I provoke these people?" Ye Qinghan asked with a frown.

"Do you really don't know or don't you know? There are now two companies on the dark web each bidding 100 million for your life, 200 million, the killers in the world are going crazy! You must not run around during this time, otherwise we may not be able to save you!" Zeng Huan gritted his teeth and glanced at Ye Qinghan, obviously resentful.

"One should be the Xia family, who will the other be?" Ye Qinghan's eyes flashed, and he quickly determined that the Xia family could be counted as one of the enemies who could have such a big effort. But he really couldn't guess the rest of the family, and on the first day of rebirth, several small characters sent by Li Jiarong were handed over to him. Since then, there has been no movement, and he has not even pestered Han Jingwen anymore, Ye Qinghan unconsciously ignored this person.

"I'm afraid that this person will be abolished in the future, and he will suffer an unjustified disaster for no reason. The Western Witch Sect actually used such cruel methods under our noses, do you really think that our academy will not kill people?" Zeng Huan squatted on the ground to check the restaurant manager who had a faint breath, and snorted coldly with fire in his eyes.

"Please help me find a piece of paper and a pen!" Ye Qinghan searched for a moment, and saw that the waiter named Xiaomei was looking at him timidly, smiled slightly, and said.

"Oh, good!" Xiaomei was stunned for a moment, and walked quickly towards the bar with a flushed face.

Taking the ballpoint pen and white paper handed over by Xiaomei with a red face, Ye Qinghan wrote a prescription and handed it to Zeng Huan. When Zeng Huan looked at the prescription suspiciously, his fingers flew, and he quickly typed out the seal, and the symbol that flashed faint golden light quickly flew from his fingers into the restaurant manager's eyebrows.

"Gather!" Ye Qinghan snorted softly, and the dense light quickly converged towards the ground. After a while, a long exhalation sound came from the mouth of the restaurant manager who was paralyzed on the ground, and Zeng Huan, whose eyes were focused on the prescription, looked at the ground in surprise, only to see that the restaurant manager had slowly opened his eyes.

"How did you do that?" Zeng Huan exclaimed in surprise. He has always been at the door of this restaurant, and the abilities shown by Ye Qinghan have all fallen in his eyes. This young man, whom he always thought was just an ordinary college student, gave him too much shock in a short period of time.

"According to the prescription I gave him, he should be able to recover in about half a month!" Ye Qinghan did not answer Zeng Huan's question, waved his hand, and left quickly with Han Jingwen and the others.

"Ye Qinghan, it turns out that you are a martial arts master, so powerful!"

"Where did you learn martial arts? Tell me, I'm going to apprentice too!"

"No, I heard that martial arts training should start from a young age, I am an old girl in my twenties, I shouldn't be able to become a master!" Since leaving the restaurant, Ye Xiaoxi has become Ye Qinghan's little fan sister. The excited and curious eyes kept staring at Ye Qinghan's face, and the chatter in his mouth did not stop.

While speaking, a silver-gray Mercedes-Benz stopped in front of several people, Ma Wenyao got out of the car and walked quickly in front of Ye Qinghan, and saluted Ye Qinghan respectfully: "Master, is there something wrong with calling me over in such a hurry?"

"Master, he called you Master, my God, why am I so stupid, why didn't I think of worshipping you as a teacher!" Ye Qinghan hadn't spoken yet, but Ye Xiaoxi let out a scream, holding his arm and shaking it vigorously.

"You help me send the two of them back, I'll go out to do some errands!By the way, this is Yan Zishan, there is no place to live for the time being, you can help arrange it!" Ye Qinghan ignored Ye Xiaoxi, turned back to Ma Wenyao and said.