At noon, a few people had millions of cash and ate a simple meal provided free by a nearby restaurant, and even Yuanyuan, who usually does not eat much, ate two bowls of rice in a row.

When it was close to the afternoon opening, there was a commotion at the door of the studio, and more than a dozen uninvited guests blocked the door of the studio.

"Who's the god of the night, get out!"

Jiang Ye was happy when he heard it, and he was finding fault when he heard this tone.

Why is he happy, this has to look back at the tragic scene of his morning exercise in the past two days to understand his mood at the moment.

At three o'clock in the morning the day before yesterday, I ran up the mountain, which is normal.

After Keren used a life magic, Jiang Yesheng was resurrected with full blood, so he followed up for physical training, which was nothing.

An hour later, after receiving another life magic, Jiang Ye suddenly wanted to practice with Keren.

Outcome......

But in the end, he reluctantly used super life magic on Jiang Ye, who was covered in bruises.

Early yesterday morning, Jiang Ye humbly asked Keren to teach him some melee skills, and Keren readily agreed.

Outcome......

Keren sighed and used three or four life magic spells in a row on the dying Jiang Ye.

Jiang Ye benefited from his numbness to pain, not only did he not lose his enthusiasm for martial arts, but he became more fanatical, although he was defeated both times, but it was the reborn version of the black magic witch Nicole that caused this result, and in that stormy attack, it was not only damage that was gained.

Jiang Ye was happy, ran to the door with a bowl of rice and fart, looked left and right, a good guy with twelve pants and vests, a bald head, and a face full of meat.

After looking at them again, there was a burly man in a straight suit standing behind them, looking a little familiar.

"I said, what's the matter with me?"

The bald man shook his chest muscles, and his two arms full of tendons and flesh tensed hard, "Hehe!

Jiang Ye almost didn't squirt out a mouthful of rice, Jiang Keren slipped to the door with a good rice bowl, and looked left and right, "Thirteen bronze writers, I'm not interested!" After speaking, he jumped on the chair, his big eyes fluttering and waiting to watch the play.

Unlike the overly laid-back father-daughter duo, the rest of the studio gathered at the door as soon as possible, looking nervous.

Fang Yue's eyes flashed, and he pushed his glasses, "The Twelve Taibao of Donglin Street, out of the temple, was invulnerable to practicing kung fu, and was expelled from the temple for breaking the ring, and after returning to Donglin Street, he bullied and dominated the market, and he also became famous." ”

Yuanyuan looked in an atmosphere and was a little timid, standing beside Jiang Ye tremblingly, pointing to the bald head headed by the leader, "You, what do you want to do? Do you know the consequences of picking quarrels and provoking trouble at the door of the studio?"

Uncle Yu just wanted to come out, but was stopped by Aunt Xu, "Poor ghost, didn't you see Jiang Ye still eating there, what's the hurry." ”

Jiang Ye pulled the last few bites of rice into his stomach, burped, and handed the bowl to Lan Ruo, who was squeezed to his side, "I said, bald donkey, are you here to fight or fight or fight?"

The bald head scratched his head, he didn't react for a long time, and he still didn't understand after counting his fingers, "You still use it here, it means that it's an optional problem, but your three options are the same, are you using the wrong grammar?"

"......" Jiang Ye was speechless, looking at the silly bald head and having nothing to say.

The strong man in the suit at the back coughed and walked to the front, "We are from Donglin Studio, and now we are launching a martial arts game to your studio, you can not accept it, but you need to shout three times in front of everyone that the night god is in vain." ”

"Wu Yi??! Oh, I remember, the challenge launched by the studio to the studio, you can skip the challenge but you are not allowed to challenge the studio lower than yourself, the challenged person can refuse, but you need to pay a certain amount of compensation. Jiang Ye's endorsement generally said what he had learned in the past few days.

The bald head looked inexplicable, what the hell is this talking about, and turned his head to look at the man in the suit.

The man in the suit held his mobile phone and looked for it for a long time, and sighed, "Yes, you are very right, fortunately I am looking for an F-level studio, otherwise I will be busy in vain." ”

Fang Yue's eyes narrowed, and he leaned into Jiang Ye's ear and whispered: "It seems that I am specifically looking for you to find fault, I have some inferences in my heart, you can express your disdain in the name of the night god, and your fans will stand up for you." ”

As Fang Yue said, more than a dozen people with angry faces crowded to the front of the crowd of onlookers.

"Where did you come from, dare to provoke the night god, believe it or not, I Cao Tiancang punched you to see the Buddha!"

"Count me Zhao Risheng as one. ”

"My Sun Bahu!"

"I'm bent to the sky!"

"I'm Li Aoqun!"

"I'm the Qin Dynasty!"

......

More and more people squeezed out of the crowd, and Huhula surrounded fifty or sixty people in the crowd, staring at the twelve bald heads and a man in a suit.

Although the bald head is flustered, but it is not stupid, he saw the situation clearly in an instant, it seems that this is a big man who has provoked a lot of people, he can't help complaining about the man in the suit, the horizontal meat on his face squeezed out a look of doubt, took a few steps back and looked at the signboard, and said in surprise: "Ah, how is this a studio, isn't this a night, a small theater of night sheng songs? I'm sorry, my brothers are in the wrong place, forgive me, forgive me!"

Jiang Ye was in a hurry, how could the opponent who was finally sent to the door send it away, "Hey, bald head, it's coming, I'm here when I come, I'm the night god to accept your challenge, rest assured that it's you and me." ”

After speaking, he arched his hand towards all the fans who stood up, "Friends, thank you for your help, but you don't have to help you if you clean up a few of them, if you win, you should watch the show, and if you lose, it can only show that my night god has a false name, and it is not worth everyone's memory!"

"Good!"

Bang Bang Bang!

"It's worthy of the night god!"

......

Cheering, applause, and the sound continued, dozens of people in their early stages retreated to the queue of onlookers, and steadily surrounded a semi-circle of temporary martial arts arenas, and the vendors who heard the wind sent small benches in time, and shrewdly sold popcorn and drinks on the spot.

The bald head is happy, I've seen a stupid one, I've never seen such a stupid one, I don't want to let the helper go, I have to do it myself, "Since that's the case, then don't blame the Buddha." ...... His name is ...... Huh!"

"Huh?" Jiang Ye heard the word 'ha', thinking that the bald head was finished, and with a force under his feet, a punch had already hit the bald head's stomach, and a wave of qi shot out from behind him, only then did he hear that he didn't seem to finish speaking, and withdrew his fist apologetically, "Fight, fight, why are you so verbose, and you are panting so much, okay, let's start again when you finish speaking!"

The bald head covered his stomach, his face swelled into the color of pig liver, and the muscles of his body trembled, and finally his eyes rolled and he fainted, and he didn't report his name until the end.

The remaining eleven bald heads reacted and lined up angrily.

"Huh!"

To say that these twelve Taibao are not in vain, hum, the muscles of the whole body have increased a few points, and several golden lights gushed out from the ring to envelop the whole body, after the golden light flashed, the eleven bald heads were shining with golden light, but it was a set of half-body gold armor, and the hands were wearing heavy golden gloves.

Jiang Ye applauded, "Beautiful, you won't say in unison next, Shaolin Eighteen Bronze People." ”

"Hey, we're the 12th Taibao of Donglin!"

"Horizontal practice of external skills plus gold armor body protection, we are invulnerable, you still admit defeat to the night god!"

Another bald head, led by another contemptuous, looked at Jiang Ye, who was like a weak chicken, and gave a kind suggestion.

Jiang Ye stood still, yawned, scratched his ears, and saw that the other party did not continue to speak, so he asked, "Are you finished?"

"How dare you despise ...... Huh......"

Halfway through his words, the bald head of another leader looked at Jiang Ye, who was close at hand, with an incredulous expression, and couldn't speak.

"Damn, are you here to fight or are you here to chat?" Jiang Ye was a little angry, it was not easy to fight, what was so much, I don't know if the bad guys died of talking too much.

Jiang Ye only fought his body to knock over the golden armor's bald head with one punch and didn't feel anything, there were naturally people in the crowd who knew how much strength this punch could knock over the twelve Taibao, who were famous for their defensive power.

Applause, cheers, and cheers.

Uncle Pomelo nodded secretly, and quietly took Aunt Xu's hand, Aunt Xu leaned on Uncle Pomelo half-pushed, leaned into his ear and whispered, "The future is immeasurable." ”

There are ten bald heads left, you look at me, I look at you, hesitating who will come out to be another bald head, and finally roared angrily.

"Hey-ha!"

Ten people rushed up together, don't talk nonsense, let's do it first and then decide.

Jiang Ye licked his lips, a quarter of a second decided not to use black magic, a quarter of a second to decide not to use electric magic, or a quarter of a second to decide not to use figurative abilities, and finally a quarter of a second to decide to use a domineering move.

Fist to fist, bumper and bumper ......

A series of punches collided with each other, which not only showed a strong visual impact, but also demonstrated Jiang Ye's domineering and decisive spirit as a night god.

After the ten punches were finished, Jiang Ye moved to the other side in small steps, rubbed his fists, and complained, "The dead bald fist is really hard." ”

Ten bald heads looked at the soft arms, wanting to cry without tears, whose fists are so hard.

But the person understood it, peeled a lollipop, and muttered, "It seems that Jiang Ye's animal is really suitable for ravage, and it has improved its physical fitness three times in just two days, and it seems that it can increase its strength tomorrow." ”

Jiang Ye won a tasteless victory, and the ten bald heads who came with great momentum had no fighting spirit at all at this time, this was not a competition of magnitude at all.

Another bald head led by another stood up under the push of his companions, endured the sharp pain in his arm, and bowed deeply, "I Donglin Twelve Taibao, my skills are not as good as people, and the strength of the night god is not comparable to us, we lose, and we are willing to be punished." ”

Jiang Ye continued to be speechless, shouting and shouting to kill him, but he still had to come to clean up the battle situation.

Fang Yue pushed his eyes and stood at the door, "You can leave now, and we won't pursue it, but you should polish your eyes a little in the future, don't be used as a mallet." ”

Hearing this, the ten bald heads glared at the strong man in the suit, "This is the rookie you are talking about? You wait for us, and be careful when you go out by yourself in the future, we have nothing else, but we have a lot of time and good patience!"

After the naked threat, after the ten bald heads apologized again, they hurriedly left with the two brothers who had fainted, and the onlookers kindly gave way to a passage, and just when the strong man in the suit wanted to flee in confusion, the human wall was tightly closed again.

"It's just you, let's compare and compare. Jiang Ye twisted his neck and moved his hand joints, this body admitted defeat before the opponent was hot, this feeling was just like when he was about to drive straight in, and the people under him shouted to go to the bathroom, how depressed.

The strong man in the suit was sweating profusely, and the guy who provided the information must have given a false information, where is this trainee writer, and this studio, where is the half-dead studio.

According to the current situation, if the young master wants to take revenge, if he doesn't lift the Lu family, he is afraid that he will not be able to settle it, so he should quickly beg for mercy and report to the young master as soon as possible, otherwise it will be a big trouble.

"You're in big trouble!" Jiang Ye snorted coldly, just about to say a few words to boost his fighting spirit.

Who knew that the strong man in the suit fell to his knees, kowtowed three times in a row, and snorted with tears, "The night god is big, please let me go, I am also a lard blindfolded, I shouldn't be blushing at your business, in fact, I have eighty ......"

"......" Jiang Ye was like swallowing a fly, the whole person was not good, and he didn't know what happened to him, "I said brother, are you here to be funny?"

The fight couldn't be fought, Jiang Keren slipped to the side of the strong man in a suit with a lollipop in his mouth, and kicked him, "My dad let you go, get out!"