Chapter 160: Ring Competition (1st Update)

"Master Ye!"

The Jiang family driver asked weakly, "Can I buy some with you?" ”

"Absolutely!"

Zhang Yang said: "How much are you going to buy?" ”

"Is it okay to buy 20,000?"

The Jiang family driver lowered his head and whispered.

"No, it won't!"

Zhang Yangwei shouted: "The Jiang family is the largest family in the entire Jiangnan, why did they give you such a little money?" ”

"It's a little too picky!"

"Not really!"

The driver defended: "The Jiang family is very good to me!" ”

"Old man Jiang strictly forbade us to gamble, saying that it was ten gambles and nine cheats, and our wages are basically settled once a year, and I still saved 20,000 yuan!"

"Okay!"

Ye Zhengyang glared at Zhang Yang and said, "If you win 20,000, there will be more than 100,000!" ”

"But what Old Man Jiang said is very right, only this once, not an example!"

"Good, good, good!"

The driver nodded yes busily.

"That's it!"

Ye Zhengyang continued: "This matter will be handed over to you! ”

"I'm going to get back to my peak and try to make you all rich tomorrow!"

Everyone dispersed, Zhang Yang didn't care about resting, and with the support of Song Youyi and the driver, he limped out.

"Officer Qi!"

Ye Zhengyang looked at Qi Hanbing and asked, "You've come to Luoyang, and you don't want to go out for a walk?" ”

Qi Hanbing gritted his teeth and said, "I've been to Luoyang several times, and I don't want to go shopping." ”

"Why don't I accompany you!"

Ye Zhengyang said with a smile: "I want to retreat and cultivate, it's very boring!" ”

"It's okay, I won't bother you!"

Qi Hanbing said stubbornly.

Ye Zhengyang shook his head helplessly, got up and returned to the open room.

Ye Zhengyang's room is a double suite, with two bedrooms, which belong to him and Zhang Yang, one for Song Youyi and the driver, and one for Qi Hanbing.

Qi Hanbing followed Ye Zhengyang directly into his room.

"Officer Qi, this ..............."

Ye Zhengyang saw Qi Hanbing coming in with him, and was puzzled.

Qi Hanbing didn't seem to understand what Ye Zhengyang meant, and said: "It's okay, you cultivate yours, I won't disturb you, just in the living room, just call me if you have something." ”

"Ugh"

Ye Zhengyang was really defeated, I really don't know if she is really stupid or fake, she is just like two people in normal times.

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Ye Zhengyang returned to his bedroom, closed the door, changed into loose clothes, and suddenly something fell from his waist to the ground.

Ye Zhengyang looked down, it turned out to be the brush that Wu Jun gave to you in order to thank him for saving his wife and children.

Ye Zhengyang picked up the brush and looked at it curiously, he really didn't know what this thing was, but the mountain god of Erlong Mountain knew it, but unfortunately he didn't dare to say it, as if it was something terrible.

No matter whether Ye Zhengyang blistered it with water or burned it with fire, there was no reaction, and he was so angry that he smashed the pen to the ground.

"Poof"

To Ye Zhengyang's surprise, the pen was inserted directly into the floor.

Ye Zhengyang hurriedly pulled it out, and a hole the thickness of a baby's arm suddenly appeared on the ground.

"Poof"

Immediately afterwards, Ye Zhengyang inserted it into the floor again, and another hole appeared in the floor.

"Holy!"

Ye Zhengyang grabbed the brush, burst into a foul mouth, and said, "What the hell? It's so hard, it's not bad to use it as a weapon! ”

"I've decided to call you Judge Pen in the future!"

Ye Zhengyang put the judge's pen in the palm of his hand a few times, then put it away, sat on the bed and began to breathe.

Early the next morning, Ye Zhengyang and the five of them had breakfast early, and then walked towards the Yuesheng Martial Arts Hall where the elastic leg gate was located.

At this time, a three-zhang ring has been built in front of the Yuesheng Martial Arts Hall, with a red carpet on it, and banners with yellow characters on a red background are hung on both sides:

"Punch the three mountains and shake the five mountains, and kick the four seas to deter the world!"

On the top of the ring, there were three old men with strong spirits and red faces, who were talking to each other.

The small square in front of the ring was full of onlookers, bustling and crowded.

"Look, isn't the middle of the Chinese Martial Arts Society's South Henan Branch, president Chen Zhenglun?"

"That's right, it's Old Man Chen!"

"This game actually shocked his old man, you must know that Old Man Chen is the head of Chen's Taiji today"

"It's going to be fun now!"

"I don't know who the person who challenged the money to come to the master of the bullet leg gate is so bold!"

"Look, here, it's just a few of them!"

Someone in the crowd shouted, and everyone turned to look at the edge of the square.

At the edge of the square, Ye Zhengyang and the five people came slowly, their expressions calm.

Only Zhang Yang looked around curiously: "I'm a good girl, so many people have come!" ”

"Zhengyang, you are going to fight to become famous!"

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When Ye Zhengyang and the others came to the bottom of the ring, a middle-aged man stood in the ring and asked, "Is it Ye Zhengyang?" ”

Ye Zhengyang nodded and said, "Not bad!" ”

The middle-aged man raised his eyebrows and continued to ask, "Dare to ask what sect Your Excellency is?" ”

"No door, no faction!"

Ye Zhengyang's answer was crisp and concise.

After listening to Ye Zhengyang's answer, the middle-aged man obviously showed a trace of contempt.

"Then come up!"

Ye Zhengyang didn't care, but walked up the stairs.

Ye Zhengyang came to the ring and stood still, and then Qian Lai, who was wearing a practice uniform, also walked up from the other side.

Qian Lai's eyes were firmly fixed on Ye Zhengyang, and a trace of sparks were released in his eyes.

"Ye Zhengyang!"

Qian Lai gritted his back molars and said hatefully: "Today I will break your hand and leg to avenge my brother!" ”

Ye Zhengyang waved his hand and said lightly: "I won't say the same thing a second time!" ”

"Sign the life and death certificate immediately, lest there be any wallets, money bags or something to disturb me in the future!"

Hearing this, Qian Lai was immediately furious and shouted: "You are too arrogant!" ”

"I won't let you leave Luoyang with all your beards and shadows!"

At this time, in the attic of a teahouse next to the small square, four young people were sitting.

If Ye Zhengyang is here, he will definitely recognize them, they are Ye Zhengqian, Ye Zhengkun brothers, and the young man in Tsing Yi and the blonde William.

"Brother, do you think Qian Lai can beat Ye Zhengyang?"

Ye Zhengkun looked at Ye Zhengyang in the ring through the window and asked Ye Zhengqian.

Ye Zhengqian took a sip of tea and said, "Qian Lai is the highest martial artist in the Bullet Leg Gate, and it should be more than enough to clean up Ye Zhengyang." ”

"But just in case, I also need Master Lin's money to help!"

Ye Zhengqian's later words were said to the young man in Tsing Yi.

"That's right!"

Ye Zhengkun slapped his face and said with a smile: "Master Lin Yin is a disciple of Tsing Yi Sect, his spells are superb, and he secretly used a trick against Ye Zhengyang, so Ye Zhengyang didn't immediately braid?" ”

"We're going to count the money and get cramps, hahahahaha!"

Ye Zhengkun laughed as he spoke.

"Okay, Ye Shao, I'll open the altar now!"

Lin Yin got up and left, and walked into another room.

William on the side waved his fist and shouted, "Chinese Kung Fu!" ”

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