"Brother Xiao Ye, our brothers are planted today, I apologize to you here, and promise not to harass the residents of Martin Luther King Jr. Street in the future, and please let us go if you have a lot of them." After bowing his head and softening, Brother Biao was also very single, and immediately opened his mouth to apologize, and his posture was very low, but when he said this, his head was slightly lowered, and a fierce color flashed in his eyes.

As he said, the situation is stronger than people, and they did plant it today, but they finally hacked the octopus brother to death and replaced him, if he didn't find this scene as soon as possible, then he wouldn't have to charge protection money in this area in the future.

However, just when Brother Biao was secretly ruthless, thinking about how to dismantle Ye Tian after turning back to heal his injuries, he was shocked to see Ye Tian suddenly swing his knife and slash at the little gangster who had already circled behind him, blood splashed everywhere, and he actually cut off his right arm holding the knife directly.

Not only that, but just when Brother Biao and the others were still a little dazed, Ye Tian struck again, like a cheetah, rushing forward with an arrow step, and punching a street thug in the throat, while the blood-stained sharp machete in his hand cut an extremely deep wound on the thigh of another street thug.

As for the last remaining street thug in the field, his face was pale, he was already completely frightened, he had seen ruthlessness, but he had never seen such ruthlessness, and when their eldest brother had already bowed his head and softened, it was not over, and they had to put all of them down.

"You love men, don't you? Fulfill you! Ye Tian smiled coldly, knocked the street thug who had lost his fighting spirit to the ground with three punches and two kicks, and then raised the sharp machete in his hand and stabbed it into his chrysanthemum part at once, and stirred it vigorously.

This scene is so bloody and violent, and the visual impact is so powerful that even Zhuo Ya, who is standing on Ye Tian's side, can't bear to look at it directly.

"Little ...... Brother Xiao Ye, I have taken it, I am completely convinced, as long as Brother Xiao Ye appears in the future, I will immediately take a detour to retreat, and as long as my brother Biao is still alive, I will promise to restrain my little brother, and I will never make trouble on Martin Luther King Street again! Brother Biao's scalp was numb, and he was originally going to take revenge on Ye Tian, but his legs were trembling at the moment, and he couldn't even speak well.

"Whether you are convinced or not, it doesn't matter to me, it doesn't matter if you have revenge, I just want to tell you a fact, Martin Luther King Jr. Street is my little brother's territory, if you can be as knowledgeable as Squidward, then we can still get along, otherwise, you know the consequences in your own heart!" Ye Tian said coldly.

Ye Tian, who grew up in the slums since he was a child, knows very well that street gangsters like Brother Biao are very difficult to deal with, and there is ruthlessness in his bones, if he can't be given an unforgettable painful lesson, then there will be endless troubles.

In fact, if it weren't for Sister Zhuo Ya and others watching from the side, Ye Tian would even have plans to kill Brother Biao and the others, anyway, the lives of people in the slums are never valuable, and street gangsters like Brother Biao who only know how to cheat and extort the poor are even more scum among the scum, even if they are all killed, he will not have any psychological burden, and he should do a good deed.

Brother Biao, who had walked around from the ghost gate, bowed to Ye Tian again and again, and didn't even care about the few thug brothers he brought, and after breathing a sigh of relief, he hurriedly ran away, because he had several lives under his hands, he smelled a familiar killing breath from Ye Tian, and had no doubt that Ye Tian would kill him.

Seeing that the eldest brother had run away, the few little gangsters who had been abused by Ye Tian also supported each other, and left in a hurry, looking at Ye Tian's eyes full of fear and horror, and he had already made up his mind that he would resolutely not set foot on Martin Luther King Jr. Street in this life.

"I hope Sister Zhuo Ya is not scared by herself." After beating away those vicious street gangsters, Ye Tian, who was still in a big swing just now, was a little uneasy at the moment, you must know that his methods just now were very bloody and violent, and ordinary people really couldn't afford it.

Fortunately, what made him quite relieved and even a little touched was that after the shock, Sister Zhuo Ya quickly came back to her senses, and stepped forward quickly, with a look of concern on her face, "Let Sister see, where is the injury?" In the future, you are not allowed to play with your life like this, sister, the body of the broken flower and willow is not worth your like this, it's a big deal to let those guys who have no taste just play for nothing. ”

"Don't worry, Sister Zhuo Ya, it's just a little injury, it's not in the way." Ye Tian said with a chuckle.

In the battle just now, although he took the lead and controlled Brother Biao at the first time, but those street gangsters have a lot of experience in fighting and fighting, but they are not so easy to deal with.

Zhuoya, who was not at ease, personally checked it, then breathed a sigh of relief, and then her eyes were in a good mood, and she smiled coquettishly: "I really didn't see it, our little leaf really has to grow up and become a charming little man, do you want my sister to help you become a real man?" Don't worry that money is not a problem, it's really not good, sister can consider posting some to you! ”

"This ...... I think it's better to forget it! Looking at Sister Zhuo Ya, who was infinitely amorous, Ye Tian fled in despair, and bursts of cheerful laughter like silver bells suddenly came from behind him.

……

Martin Luther King Street, the last house at the end of the street, is Ye Tian's home.

Although it was just a low bungalow and a small courtyard fenced off by a broken fence, it looked very dilapidated, but for Ye Tian, home is home, and it has never been measured by money and other material conditions, the important thing is that his family lives inside.

Although the living environment in the slum is really bad enough and very dirty, Ye Tian has cleaned up his home very neatly and cleanly, and everything is placed in an orderly manner, and the only thing that is incongruous is probably the drunken old man in the corner.

Judging from the contours of his face, the old man should have been very handsome and dashing when he was young, but due to his years of unkempt and unbridled drinking, he was unshaven at this time, his face was wrinkled, and he looked extremely old.

The old man doesn't have a name, or he doesn't want to show his real name, Ye Tian doesn't bother to ask anything, because everyone has their own secrets, since the old man himself doesn't want to say, it means that there is something unspeakable, and when the time is right, I believe that the old man will take the initiative to tell him without him asking.

The name is just a symbol, it doesn't matter, what really matters is that the old man is his own family, it is enough to make this clear.

Although the old man drinks heavily every day and has an extremely short temper, for Ye Tian, the old man is his family, the one who picked himself out of the trash can and adopted him, it can be said that without the old man there would be no him.

"Old man, I'm back!"

The first thing Ye Tian did when he returned home was to collect the empty wine bottles scattered all over the place, and then helped the old man who was lying in the corner to the bed and covered it with a thick blanket.

When doing these things, Ye Tian deliberately covered his right wrist with his sleeve, not wanting the old man to see his Dawn badge mark, and then knowing that his genetic potential test was only an E-level thing, not that he felt ashamed, but that he was afraid that the old man would be disappointed.

"Brother Xiaoye, the patron saint of Martin Luther King Jr., was injured by a few street thugs who couldn't get on the stage at all, it's really embarrassing!" The old man on the bed did not fall asleep, turned over and burped, drunken and mocked.

"You know what! I'm low-key, as the saying goes, low-key is king! Ye Tian retorted.

Ye Tian did not exaggerate, since he was very young, he had been practicing a set of strange physical techniques taught by the old man, whether it was physical explosiveness, endurance and flexibility, they were far beyond ordinary people, although his genetic potential test was only E-level, but it couldn't be easier to clean up a few street gangsters.

If it weren't for the fear that his performance would be too shocking, Ye Tian wouldn't have held that brother Biao hostage at all, and he was very confident that he would knock those street gangsters to the ground in a single look.

In fact, there is another sentence that Ye Tian did not say, the reason why he deliberately kept a low profile and was unwilling to show his true strength in front of others had a more important reason, that is, for the old man.

Ye Tian always felt that the old man was a person with a story, there must be some secrets in him, and his imagination was very rich, and he even guessed that the old man was being chased and killed, otherwise, how could he have been living incognito in the slums?

It is precisely because of this that Ye Tianping kept a low profile as much as possible, not wanting to attract too much attention, so as not to cause any trouble to the old man.

"Shit low-key!" The drunken old man burst out a dirty sentence very vulgarly, but a fleeting warmth flashed in his eyes, and then he took out something from his arms and threw it to Ye Tian.

It was a pebble-sized stone, with intricate and mysterious veins engraved on the surface, shining in the low and dim room, exuding wisps of demonic blood.

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PS: Thank you for the big reward from the cornice~