PS:

This afternoon, we will take the bus back to Zhen-Jiang.

Update in the evening!

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The barrel of the gun is on the body, and it is full of deterrence.

But Ye Xuan was careless. With an indifferent expression, he walked in front of everyone unscrupulously, with a cigarette in his mouth and a faint smile on his face, walking very calmly.

Soon.

Ye Xuan was taken to a hotel in a remote location.

"The Boss is waiting for you."

A man in a suit said sharply.

"Oh."

Ye Xuan nodded and smiled bitterly.

This group of dogs is more than the same.

He walked into the hotel alone and came to a room guarded by bodyguards.

The bodyguard, with a grim face, like a knife, sharp edges and corners, wearing a pair of sunglasses, glanced at Ye Xuan coldly, and said lightly: "Fu Biao, they sent you?" ”

"Hmm."

Ye Xuan took a puff of his cigarette, smiled slightly, and responded.

"Hehe, it seems that they really don't care about your life or death."

The bodyguard glanced at Ye Xuan with contempt, like a dead man, and didn't take Ye Xuan in his eyes at all.

In his opinion, people like Ye Xuan are no different from cannon fodder.

came to die.

Ye Xuan was silent, only laughing, but did not speak.

The door opened, and he snuffed out his cigarette and walked in.

As soon as I entered the room, the door behind me was quickly closed with a "pop".

Ye Xuan's face did not change, and he stood quietly in place, looking at several middle-aged men who were sitting on the sofa and drinking tea in front of him.

"I've always said that the mourning guy was so cowardly that he didn't dare to come at all. How? Now, do you believe it? A middle-aged man, with a fat head and big ears, sparse hair on the top of his head, and an oily face, stared at Ye Xuan coldly, Sen smiled coldly, and said lightly.

"Huh. Forget about the mourning and cowardice, the wild wolf guy is actually so cowardly. No matter what, the wild wolf has also followed that master to fight the world. Another middle-aged man, wearing a spotless white shirt, with a sneer at the corner of his mouth, completely regarded Ye Xuan as a dead man, and said softly.

"Sixth brother, I don't like it very much when you talk like this. What is the Lord? Ye Xuan, isn't that guy just a dog? ”

Another middle-aged man, wearing a very thick gold necklace around his neck, half-squinted his eyes, glanced at Ye Xuan coldly, then looked away, and said fiercely: "Ye Xuan's dog, besides fighting, what other skills do you have?" Just his kind of guy, he dared to proclaim himself the underground emperor of Jiangbei City, he really didn't know whether he was alive or dead. If the dog hadn't died now, Lao Tzu would have to compete with him. ”

"Okay, Brother Dao, our brothers, we came from Jiangnan City, not here to listen to your boasting. Since the wild wolf and mourning Biao didn't come, how should this kid deal with it? ”

The burly middle-aged man in short sleeves glanced at Ye Xuan angrily and said fiercely.

"Humph!"

Around his neck, a middle-aged man wearing a gold necklace showed a few ruthlessness on his face, and said gloomily: "I sincerely invite the wild wolves to come and talk to me, but they only sent a hairy boy, and a few handfuls of dyed white hair, which simply don't take me Ma Xiaodao in my eyes." Grass! If I don't teach them a lesson, I'm afraid they will really think I'm a good bully. ”

As he spoke, Ma Xiaodao's face wiped a few traces of ruthlessness, and he glanced at Ye Xuan viciously.

"Heh, so, what are you going to do?"

The burly man with short sleeves suddenly became solemn and said fiercely.

"Take off one of his arms, wrap it as a gift, and send it to the wolf."

Ma Xiaodao sneered, his eyes were extremely deep, completely ignoring Ye Xuan, and said fiercely.

"Okay."

The burly man, from under the sofa, pulled out a machete, obviously prepared, and walked towards Ye Xuan.

And Ye Xuan only smiled playfully.

From the moment he walked into the private room, he remained silent, never said a word, and only looked at Ma Xiaodao and the others coldly.

Listen quietly to their bragging!

It's funny that a stupid hanger who can't even tell the situation dares to say something crazy about removing one of his arms.

It seems that this group of fools has not figured out the situation.

Ye Xuan sneered, stared at the burly man coldly, and said with a faint smile: "I'll give you a chance." Cut it like this. ”

As he spoke, Ye Xuan stretched his head forward and asked the burly man to cut him.

"Huh?"

With a knife in his hand, the burly man was stunned and stayed in place.

Don't dare to act rashly!

"Brother Dao, this kid is not simple." The burly man frowned, he half-squinted, stared at Ye Xuan carefully, but didn't find anything special.

"Do you want to cut it or not?"

Ye Xuan smiled disdainfully and asked.

He took the initiative so much and stuck his head over, but the other party didn't dare to cut it, which was really funny.

"Grass! Will Lao Tzu be afraid of you? I really don't believe that your neck will be harder than a knife. The burly man tightened the long knife in his hand, aimed at Ye Xuan's neck, and slashed it down with a "zla" sound.

And then......

The long knife, as soft as a branch, snapped and broke.

"Stupid hanging, are you really chopping?"

Ye Xuan smiled, and the two fingers of his right hand tightly clamped the broken blade of the long knife. He lowered his gaze, and in his deep eyes, his eyes were extremely cold, and suddenly, he cut off his hand and threw it at the burly middle-aged man.

"Bang!"

The blade was broken and stabbed into the burly man's right leg.

A thick streak of blood slowly flowed out from the scars cut by the blade.

The burly man's eyes were angry, full of consternation, and he didn't even realize what had happened just now, the whole person "poofed", and knelt directly on the ground, the expression on his face gradually distorted, and he was in pain.

"Fourth!"

Several middle-aged men, with condensed faces, stood up suddenly, their expressions were extremely cold, and they couldn't wait to kill Ye Xuan here.

They had cold faces and glared at Ye Xuan angrily.

Ma Xiaodao looked even more abrupt, pulled out a pistol from his waist, aimed it at Ye Xuan's head, and said fiercely: "Grass!" What the did you just do? ”

"Heh, don't point a gun at me, or you'll regret it."

At the corner of Ye Xuan's mouth, a touch of ruthlessness was outlined, and he said fiercely.

Immediately, his body moved.

"Click".

Ye Xuan's figure, as fast as lightning, was in front of Ma Xiaodao's body, fleeting, but it appeared again, and a hand knife fell on the back of Ma Xiaodao's hand, knocking the gun in his hand to the ground.

Ma Xiaodao only felt a sudden pain in the back of his hand, and when he looked down, he found that the pistol had already been thrown on the ground.

His pupils shrank, a look of shock appeared on his face, he was stunned, and stared at Ye Xuan.

"You...... What is the origin? ”

Ma Xiaodao was panicked in his heart, with a shocked expression on his face, and asked in a trembling voice.

"I'm your grandfather."

Ye Xuan smiled, walked to the edge of the sofa, and sat down.

"Okay, now let's talk about the simple question of who will be the boss in Jiangbei City."

Ye Xuan poured a cup of tea, drank the tea slowly, half-squinted his eyes, and said with a smile.