That night, Ye Chen also got the answer he wanted most.

Xia Rumeng also had a look of sweetness and shyness, and walked towards her home step by step.

These two people may never know what kind of twists and turns this seemingly simple relationship will encounter in the future.

On the way home, Ye Chen's brows were tightly locked, and he also got another news from Xia Rumeng's mouth - Old Man Xia's birthday!

Ye Chen knew that if he wanted to be with Xia Rumeng, he had to obtain the consent of the Xia family, and Old Man Xia obviously had the right to decide.

However, according to his current position of power and various magical means, it should not be difficult to convince Old Man Xia.

Shaking his head and smiling, Ye Chen didn't think much about it anymore, and as soon as he stepped on the accelerator, Range Rover galloped towards Red Leaf Villa.

Early the next morning,

Ye Chen was just about to go out for a walk, but unexpectedly, the door was already tightly blocked by two cars, and at a glance, Fang Lao stood with his hands in his hands, and behind him stood Fang Wu and a strange middle-aged man, motionless.

Fang Lao was wearing a neat Tang costume today, some gray hair was meticulously combed, and he was full of energy, and he didn't look like an old man in his sixtieth year.

And Fang Wu was wearing a full camouflage, standing behind him like a javelin.

The strange middle-aged man was wearing a formal military uniform, looking like he was about forty, and he was carrying two bars and four stars on his shoulders, Ye Chen guessed that this should be Fang Lao's second son, Fang Zhengxin!

"Why didn't Elder Fang just enter the house?"

Ye Chen walked up to him and smiled at Fang Lao.

"Alas, don't talk about looking at the thatched house three times, just for fear of disturbing the master's dream!"

Fang Lao was slightly possessed, and the extreme respect between his words made Fang Zhengxin on the side frown.

Ye Chen glanced at Fang Zhengxin without a trace, smiled lightly, and said, "Is there something wrong with Old Fang?"

"Hmm~"

Fang Lao paused, turned his head to look at Fang Zhengxin, and said in a deep voice:

"Let's let Zhengxin talk about it!"

As soon as Old Fang's words fell, the middle-aged man in military uniform behind him suddenly took a big step forward, his eyes sharp, like a falcon hunting high in the sky all year round, looking straight at Ye Chen, as if he wanted to see through his heart.

"It is rumored that Master Ye is the Realm Master of Daowu Shuangxiu, condensing qi and transforming shapes, drawing a knife to cut off water, directing thunder with one hand, and having unpredictable means, I don't know if it's true or not?"

"Is it true? What does it have to do with you?"

Ye Chen glanced at him, frowned slightly, and spit out a sentence indifferently in his mouth, not wanting to say more.

From the very beginning, he felt a faint hostility on this Fang Zhengxin's body, which made him very uncomfortable.

If you ask for someone, you have to look like you are begging!

"Hmph~"

Seeing this, Fang Zhengxin snorted coldly, his face was full of anger, and his eyes looking at Ye Chen became sharper, revealing endless coldness.

Although he came to invite someone on the order of the above, today, when he came here to see him, he felt that his trip was a little worthless.

Fang Zhengxin has been in the army for decades, and naturally he has also come into contact with some martial arts people, and he knows that martial arts practice is difficult, and magic practice is even more difficult.

The arms and arms of martial arts practitioners and even the entire body are different from ordinary people, and they can basically be seen at a glance.

The magic real people are even more awe-inspiring, weird and unpredictable, and the means are all over the sky, so that people can't help but bow down and worship, and be in awe.

Without decades of immersion and study, how can these two reach the Mahayana realm?

I thought that the legendary Master Ye would be a person with a sixtieth birthday, but I didn't expect it to be such a young boy.

And

Ye Chen in front of him looked like his hands were white, without a single callus, his steps were not as calm as those of martial arts, and he did not have that unfathomable real posture on his body.

This makes Fang Zhengxin, who came on the way, not disappointed?

You know, the other party is estimated to be not yet twenty years old, and I heard that he has just graduated from high school, so I am afraid that he is not familiar with the world at all.

This aspect of character is even more arrogant, like a newborn calf who is not afraid of tigers.

Let such a person train those unruly special forces?

No kidding!

Mo said that he convinced those people, and even he was not convinced.

Fang Zhengxin was about to speak, but Elder Fang next to him abruptly interrupted him, took a step forward, stood directly in front of him, and bowed to Ye Chen to make amends.

"Master Ye, you are confident and impetuous, don't be like him!"

Elder Fang had a deep understanding of Ye Chen's ability, and he didn't care at all about giving a salute to Ye Chen, a young man who was dozens of years younger than himself.

In the face of strength, the strong are respected, nothing more than age.

However, seeing that his most respected father gave such a big gift to such a young man, Fang Zhengxin's face turned pale, and the anger in his heart could no longer be suppressed.

"Father, are you confused?

As he spoke, Fang Zhengxin was about to pull Elder Fang up.

However, Fang Wu, who had been silent at this time, suddenly spoke, his always expressionless face full of awe and adoration.

"Dad, you are wrong this time, Master Ye's ability is indeed worth this Dali!"

He looked at Ye Chen with fiery eyes, took a step forward suddenly, stood side by side with Fang Lao, his straight body suddenly bent down, and he shouted:

"Please Master Ye, don't blame more, my martial arts are here, make amends on behalf of my father!"

The sound was like thunder, resounding in the ears.

Fang Zhengxin was stunned for a moment, staring at Ye Chen with his eyes, wanting to see a hint of something.

however

Ye Chen's face was as usual, his expression was flat, he stood with his hands in his hands, there was no trace of frightening feeling on his body, but he was calm and calm like a puddle of clear water, without a trace of ripples.

"Back to basics?"

The more Fang Zhengxin looked at it, the more panicked he became, and like lightning flowed through his mind, such a word suddenly flashed.

"No, it can't be!"

He yelled inwardly, and soon dismissed the idea again.

Back to basics!

It was an extremely advanced realm in the path of martial arts and magic, and unless you had a deep understanding of martial arts or techniques, it was impossible to reach that point.

Even martial arts masters who have been over half a hundred years for countless years may not be able to reach that realm, let alone a young boy like Ye Chen?

The dignity of being a soldier does not allow him to bow to such a teenager.

This is his long-standing pride!

"Hehe~"

Looking at Fang Zhengxin's struggling expression, Ye Chen chuckled lightly and said to Fang Lao and Fang Wu in front of him:

"Elder Fang, Fang Wu, get up, you wait to be polite, how can I be angry?"

His personal code is that if people don't offend me, I won't offend others, and the grace of a drop of water should be reciprocated by a spring, how can he anger others because of this little thing?

The two got up, and Elder Fang glanced at Fang Zhengxin, who seemed to be stunned, sighed, a little helpless, and said, "Master, Zhengxin is also arrogant, don't mind!"

"Don't worry, even if it's for the sake of Elder Fang's face, I won't mind, I will help with this favor, but before that, ......"

Saying this, Ye Chen paused, slowly walked in front of Fang Zhengxin, and said coldly: "I need to let you see my skills!"

Fang Zhengxin raised his head, his face was a little red, and his eyes were full of unconvinced.

"Heh~"

Ye Chen sneered and asked lightly: "As a soldier, can you have a gun?"

"Naturally!"

Fang Zhengxin raised his head proudly and took out a Type 92 pistol from his waist, although it was a ceremonial gun, but it was not small.

This is also a symbol of his status as an officer, and Fang Zhengxin often wipes it and loves it.

"Come on, shoot me, vent all your anger, unwillingness and unconvinced, whatever you want!"

Ye Chen's voice reached Fang Zhengxin's ears, which immediately made him a little stunned.

Shoot him?

Is this kid stumped and doesn't want to live?

Fang Zhengxin looked at Fang Lao and Fang Wu in disbelief, only to find that their faces did not change in the slightest, but with a hint of anticipation.

"Come on!"

Ye Chen had a chuckle on his face, and waved his hand at him very casually, without the slightest hint of worry.

"Arrogant boy!"

Fang Zhengxin's eyes were cold, and he raised his gun and shot at his thigh.

"Bump!"

After a loud bang, Fang Zhengxin raised his eyes and found that Ye Chen was still smiling lightly, with a slight trace of contempt in his eyes, and there was no trace of being hit by a gun at all.

"Hmm, I don't believe it yet. ”

Fang Zhengxin's face began to change slightly, picked up the pistol, and shot Ye Chen's chest, thighs, waist, and lower abdomen several times in a row.

"Bump, bump, bump, bump......"

A series of gunshots rang out, and I saw several sparks suddenly burst out in front of Ye Chen, like an invisible steel plate in front of him.

He waved his arm in the air like a ghost, pulling out the Dao Phantom, and the aura was placed in the palm of his hand, holding all those bullets in his hand.

The green smoke from the muzzle of the gun had not yet dissipated, and the magazine was already empty, but Fang Zhengxin was horrified to find that Ye Chen in front of him was still smiling lightly.

"Isn't that new?"

Ye Chen smiled, stepped out, and at some point clenched his fist was raised in front of Fang Zhengxin and slowly opened.

"Jingle Bell~"

Six or seven bullets fell, making a crisp sound on the hard marble floor.

Quiescence!

Dumbfounded!

Even though Elder Fang and Fang Wu knew that Ye Chen was in the realm of a grandmaster, they were still horrified when they saw this transcendent thing.

At the same time, the two of them were also very fortunate that they could make friends with such a psychic young master.

At this moment, Fang Zhengxin's eyes were completely split, his face changed in shock, and he looked at the scattered bullet casings under his feet blankly, and there was already an uproar in his heart.

Catch bullets with your bare hands!

This young man's strength is terrifying!

When Ye Chen saw him like this, he didn't bother, just stood with his hands in his hands, looked at him quietly, and spit out a few words lightly.

"Like me, can you accept it?"