'Jingle Bell'.

The doorbell rang, Aunt Lan, who was making breakfast, turned off the fire, rushed out and ran out, when she saw a row of cars with Tianjin A license plates outside, she was stunned, and said in confusion through the big iron gate:

"Who are you?"

A middle-aged man with an amiable appearance smiled at her gently, "I'm a friend of your young lady's bodyguard, I'm looking for something with him, please help inform him." ”

"Young Master's friend?"

When Aunt Lan heard this, she frowned slightly and looked at the group of people behind the man.

Everyone has an indescribable momentum, which makes her feel a little breathless, and the eyes of the two old men beside the middle-aged man make her feel like she is being targeted by a jackal.

Her instincts told her that this group of people was not good.

"Young master, he's out, you can come back another day. ”

Aunt Lan, who was quick-witted, immediately lied.

"Oh?"

But the middle-aged man didn't care, and said with a smile:

"That's fine, you give him a call, we'll just wait here. ”

When Aunt Lan heard this, her face was embarrassed, "This ...... Not really, right?"

As soon as the words fell, the old man in the green robe on the left of the middle-aged man asked coldly:

"What's so bad?"

The purple-robed old man on the right also followed expressionlessly:

"Call him quickly and let him come back quickly!"

The two of them spoke, not angry.

Aunt Lan looked at them, then looked at the group of young men behind them with unkind faces, and thought for a while before saying:

"Well, please wait here while I'll call. ”

"Well, tired. ”

The middle-aged man smiled warmly.

Aunt Lan immediately turned around and was about to go to the third floor to remind Xu Yiming, but as soon as she moved, she heard a crisp sound behind her.

She turned back in surprise, only to see that the electronic lock on the big iron door had become a smoking piece of scrap metal at this time, which was casually dropped by the middle-aged man.

"This ......"

Her eyes widened and she was startled, and when she came back to her senses, she hurriedly stepped forward and said:

"You ...... You can't come in!"

The middle-aged man smiled slightly, "Why don't you let us in?

"But...... But I don't know who you are, please, please go out first. Aunt Lan said with fright.

When the old man in the green robe heard this, his face suddenly turned cold.

"What a noisy subordinate. ”

As soon as the words fell, the hand under the sleeve of his robe flicked his fingers, and a stone shot towards Aunt Lan like a bullet.

But at this moment, a strong wind suddenly shot out from the hall of the villa.

'Bang' and knock the stone into the air.

Well?

The old man in the green robe narrowed his eyes slightly, and raised his eyes to look at the hall.

I saw a young man in his twenties, brushing his teeth and casually walking out.

The middle-aged man stared at him and suddenly smiled.

"You, it's Xu Yiming?"

"Young master, they said they came to you......"

Aunt Lan saw Xu Yiming come out and ran to him worriedly.

"Gollum ......"

"Poof......

A mouthful of mouthwash squirted out, Xu Yiming handed the toothbrush and cup to Aunt Lan, and said with a smile:

"Well, you don't have to worry about it here, go about your work. ”

"But they ...... Do you want to?"

Aunt Lan made a gesture to call the police.

"No, you can get busy. ”

Xu Yiming shook his head.

When Aunt Lan heard this, she glanced at the middle-aged man group again, thought about it, and nodded:

"Okay. ”

With that, he went back to the villa.

The sky at more than six o'clock was slightly gloomy, and a wisp of wind with autumn mood blew Xu Yiming's hair, which had not been trimmed for more than a month.

He looked at the middle-aged man, then at the license plates of the cars outside the big iron gate, and said:

"From Tianjing?"

"Hmm. ”

"It's coming quickly. ”

"Of course. ”

"Looking at your posture, today, you shouldn't let me go?"

The middle-aged man smiled slightly, "That's for sure." ”

As he spoke, he looked Xu Yiming up and down a few times, and said with a little curiosity in his eyes:

"According to the information we found, it is said that you are a martial arts master, I don't know if it is true or not?"

Xu Yiming grinned, "Guess." ”

"Guess the chicken feathers, if it's a grandmaster, I'll find out if I try it!"

Behind the middle-aged man, a man with a Chinese character face about thirty years old said disdainfully.

"It's a really good idea. ”

Xu Yiming stretched out his thumb at him.

"Stinky boy, what kind of big-tailed wolf are you pretending?"

The man with the national character face was very unhappy with his posture, and he was about to step forward as soon as he moved.

The middle-aged man shook his head and said, "Don't come nonsense, if you are really a grandmaster, you are not an opponent." ”

The man with the national character face sneered, "Third uncle, do you really believe that there is such a young grandmaster in the world? If you want me to say, it is simply the people in the Jianghan martial arts world who are just nonsense in order to save face, you don't know how rubbish the Jianghan martial arts world is!"

His face was full of disdain.

The middle-aged man thought for a while, and although he didn't reply, he also withdrew his hand that stopped the face of the national character.

To be honest, he also didn't believe that in today's world, someone could reach the Grandmaster realm at the age of twenty.

It must be known that even the legendary martial kings, who are at least talented, are only at the level of great martial artists when they are twenty years old.

"Boy, although I don't know what means you used to kill Jingtian, but, it doesn't matter, anyway, today, you will definitely die!"

The man with the national character face rubbed his hands and smiled fiercely.

Xu Yiming glanced him up and down, and said lightly:

"There may be many people who want to kill me, and there may be many people who can kill me, but there must be no you among them. ”

"Because of you, it's too weak. ”

His tone was flat, with a kind of justified contempt.

This is by no means pretending, but in his eyes, the man with the national character face is really weak, and he is not as good as Bai Jingtian, who was killed that day.

But his words undoubtedly made the man with the national character face feel contempt, and he roared angrily at the moment:

"Stinky boy, Lao Tzu has eaten more salt than you have ever eaten, you dare to say that Lao Tzu is weak?"

Xu Yiming glanced at him, "Eating a lot of salt has nothing to do with your strength." ”

"You!"

The national character face is stopped, is this product brain-dead? I can't even understand the figurative sentence?

"Hmph, no matter how you pretend to be forced, watch Lao Tzu smash you to death with one punch!"

Gritting his teeth, he stopped talking nonsense, and the fierce strength of the great martial artist of the day after tomorrow all converged on his fist, and with one punch, the strength was almost substantial, and the air couldn't bear to explode.

However, Xu Yiming is still light and light.

He just stood there quietly, quietly looking at the face of the national character pretending to be forced.

It wasn't until the opponent's fist was only an inch away from his face that he casually raised his foot and kicked the opponent in the stomach.

"Hmph, it's so slow, and you want to hurt people?"

The man with the national character face sneered, raised his foot as well, and stopped him.

But the block was stopped, but the sound of bones breaking also sounded.

His whole person, with almost no room for resistance, was kicked out by Xu Yiming lightly and flew out more than 20 meters.

"What's the speed or slow? You can't catch me anyway. ”

Xu Yiming looked at the face of the Chinese character who fell to the ground and rubbed a lot of dust, and said lightly.

(End of chapter)