Ma Wenyao and Xia Minglun were more than ten meters away, and soon rushed to Xia Minglun's face, panting in his mouth and glaring at him angrily.

"Who did I say is so babbling? It turned out to be the horse boss in the east of the city!" After Ye Qinghan came to the door that day, Xia Minglun fled when he heard the news. But when he saw Ma Wenyao today, he didn't appear to be as afraid as he imagined, but with a sneer on the corner of his mouth, he looked light.

"Holy shit, Lao Tzu won't beat your shit out today!" Ma Wenyao was in no mood to rub his mouth with him, and raised his slap and slapped Xia Minglun in the face.

"Get out!" Xia Minglun didn't hide, and just when Ma Wenyao's hand was about to slap him in the face, a cold cry came from his ears. An irresistible huge force suddenly hit Ma Wenyao's chest, and in Xia Minglun's smug smile, Ma Wenyao flew upside down like a kite with a broken string.

Ma Wenyao was hit by someone with a move of nearly ten meters, and almost fell in front of Ye Qinghan. His face was pale, he coughed violently, with this blood stain on the corner of his mouth, he struggled on the ground a few times, but he couldn't stand up, and his eyes looked in the direction of Ye Qinghan for help.

Ye Qinghan looked at Xia Minglun's direction with a calm face, Ma Wenyao didn't see it clearly, he naturally saw it. It was the black-faced old man beside Xia Minglun who knocked Ma Wenyao out with a wave of his hand.

"Is this your new master? Everyone come to see, the invincible boss of Chengdong Ma actually recognized a stinky boy as his master! I, an outsider, can't stand it, it's really embarrassing! The people on the road in Xiling City are all heroes, how can we allow such a person to be compared with you?" Xia Minglun looked at Ye Qinghan with a provocative gaze, and sneered with a playful smile.

"You will die!" Ye Qinghan smiled, his eyes were calm, with a light smile, these three words were extremely calm. But Xia Minglun looked at his gaze, but he felt a thrill all over his body, as if someone had poured a basin of cold water on his head.

"What a big breath, I want to see if he will die with the old man!" The black-faced old man's thick eyebrows were raised, his eyes flashed with cold light, and he looked at Ye Qing and shouted coldly.

"What are you?" Ye Qinghan asked with a flat face as if he had just seen this old man.

"You are so bold, this is Mr. Xia Hongsheng of the Xia family in the provincial capital, you actually dare to speak out and humiliate? Do you really not want to live?" Xia Minglun saw that this old man had come out, and immediately found his confidence, and yelled at Ye Qinghan with angry eyebrows.

"The Xia family in the provincial capital actually stretched out their hands here, the food looks so ugly, no wonder the family has a big business!" Ye Qingcold said with a smile.

"The kid is looking for death!" The black-faced old man stepped on his feet, and rushed towards Ye Qinghan with a stride. Ye Qinghan's eyes were slightly cold, and he also stepped forward and greeted him.

"Wait a minute!" As soon as a shout came from the door, the two figures had already approached in a flash, and they stood between Ye Qinghan and Na Xia Hongsheng, blocking the two who were about to fight.

Everyone in the theater looked in the direction of the gate, and a square-faced man wearing a large gold chain around his neck, a white casual shirt, and a light blue suit walked quickly.

This person is not very tall, only about 1.7 meters, and he looks a little fat. But this man looked at the wolf, and no one dared to look at him wherever he looked.

When this person's eyes looked at Xia Hongsheng, with a hearty smile on his face, he said loudly: "Today is a grand gathering of characters on our Xiling Road, and it is an honor for the second master of the Xia family to come!"

"It's easy to say!" Xia Hongsheng arched his hand and said lightly.

"Even if Second Master Xia gave me someone a thin noodle, it can be regarded as following the local customs. All today's disputes, we will settle them in the ring, okay? Don't fight here and let others see the joke!" This person calls himself Jane, and naturally he is Jian Jiuping, the leader of the underworld in Xiling City.

The black-faced old man Xia Hongsheng glared at Ye Qinghan fiercely, snorted coldly, and returned to Xia Minglun's side. Ye Qinghan had long noticed that there were two masters beside Xia Minglun, and their cultivation was not under Xia Hongsheng.

"This little brother must be Master Ye Qinghan who recently defeated Master Ren Deji, Master Ye, he is really a hero out of a young man, it is an honor for Jane to be able to meet a real person! Please take a seat!" Jian Jiuping also arranged for Ye Qinghan to sit on the rostrum with a smile on his face.

Ye Qinghan walked away, and Ma Wenyao, who finally got up from the ground, endured his injuries and followed him in a cold sweat. The distance of more than ten meters is like a moat for Ma Wenyao. He felt his ribs broken at least three times, and every breath he took touched the wound and pierced the pain in his heart.

After Ye Qinghan sat still on the rostrum for about a minute, he heard Ma Wenyao's heavy breathing. Looking back, Ma Wenyao's face was pale at this moment, and cold sweat kept flowing down his cheeks. However, this person does have a ruthlessness, his body is standing straight behind Ye Qinghan, although his body trembles slightly, he is still motionless.

Ye Qinghan nodded appreciatively, got up and reached out and patted him on the back. Ma Wenyao didn't have time to react at all, Ye Qinghan's palm had already slapped on his back. Four palms in a row made a dull sound on his back, and Ma Wenyao finally couldn't help but spurt out a mouthful of blood.

Just when he was inexplicable, he suddenly found that after spitting out this mouthful of blood, his breathing was actually smooth. There was still a faint pain in my chest, but it was minimal.

"Thank you, Master Ye!" Ma Wenyao said with a respectful salute.

"The way of the world has really changed, what cats and dogs dare to call themselves masters! There are so many seniors here, some people don't have red faces and heartbeats, and they don't know where they got the courage!" Xia Minglun's sarcastic voice sounded out at an inopportune time, and Ye Qinghan looked at Jian Jiuping, who was walking towards the big stage of the theater, without looking at him.

"For the sake of our intersection, let me remind you, hurry up and arrange your funeral! Master Ye said that you will die, you are really going to die!" Ma Wenyao glanced at Xia Minglun, shook his head and said with pity.

"Can you be lawless with martial arts cultivation? Ye Qinghan, let me tell you, the shares of the Ye family enterprise I hold have now been transferred to the Xia family. What if you kill me? Ye's enterprise is not something that Ye Mengyao can control as a woman after all. Besides, there is a master of the Xia family, did you kill me?" Xia Minglun was enraged by Ye Qinghan's ignorance and Ma Wenyao's expression, and shouted a little hysterically.