As soon as the two of them touched and separated, Ye Fei was vaguely down.

"Housheng, you are very good."

A wave flashed on Uncle Qing's expressionless face.

He took off the heavy cotton jacket he was wearing directly in front of everyone.

On top of his two arms, there was an iron ring the thickness of a heavy finger, and there was a piercing sonorous sound between the collisions.

At first glance, these two arms are no different from the iron pillars, and the iron rings seem to have already merged with the arms, which makes people tremble.

"No wonder this guy has to wear such a thick one on a hot day, it turns out that he is from the Hong family."

Chen Yu's face was surprised, and his pretty face gradually became solemn.

"Little girl, even if you have a little knowledge, since you know what the Hong family is, don't you let this little white face next to you kneel down and kowtow to Lao Tzu?" Pan Gongzi sneered, his face full of pride.

"The Hong family?" Ye Fei looked puzzled.

"The second uncle accidentally mentioned to me that it is a family of boxing masters that has been inherited for hundreds of years."

Chen Yu explained softly, "The Hong family can only accept ten apprentices per generation, and from the day when the bones are fully developed, they will have to wear an iron ring to practice boxing day and night, and they will not be able to take it for life, so that they will be proficient for ten years, twenty years of success, and thirty years of being able to pass on the sect. ”

"Oh? Is it the traditional inheritance of our country? Ye Fei touched his chin.

He did know that there were some ancient martial arts families in China that had been retained for hundreds of years, but in recent years, with the development of science and technology, they have gradually disappeared, and they are very different from martial arts families, most of them are veterans of ancient martial arts and foreign martial arts.

Strictly speaking, most of these ancient martial arts families have cooperated with state departments, and even some descendants from ancient martial arts families have been recruited and trained a secret team that has carried out many tasks.

"The second uncle also said that the Hong family's iron fist is mainly based on killing skills, and it is not an ordinary ancient martial art at all." As if he remembered something, Chen Yu hurriedly reminded Ye Fei, "This is the Xing family's territory, let's not make too much trouble." ”

"Stop!"

Ye Fei was about to say something when a loud voice came from behind him.

Xing Ge walked in front of everyone, glanced at Ye Fei lightly, and said to Pan Gongzi: "Panshan Fu, give my Xing family a face, forget this matter today, I will return the money of the bronze tripod to you." ”

"Climb the mountain rich?" Ye Fei and Chen Yu were both stunned.

This guy is a mountain climber?

Brother Gongzi who had a conflict with Situ Ye at the beginning?

How could it be so coincidental that I happened to meet this guy in Binhai City?

The Pan family in North China Province is not inferior to the existence of the Chen family.

Chen Yu was a little worried, but Ye Fei was only slightly surprised.

"Forget it?" Panshan Fu narrowed his eyes and hesitated.

After all, this is Xing Ge's field, and it has something to do with the Xing family, although the Pan family's power does not have the Xing family, but he has not yet obtained the position of the head of the family, and if the contradiction becomes bigger, it will not be a good thing for both parties.

As for what kind of bronze tripod, he didn't care much about this kind of antique, he bought it purely to make the elders in the family happy, and now it was roasted by others for dozens of minutes, this is still a fart?

But that girl is so tender, she is still a little reluctant in the end.

After confirming the general idea in his heart, Pan Gongzi rubbed his eyebrows, pretended to be atmospheric, waved his hand, and said: "Ding, you can take it, just treat me as a master, I am in a good mood, and I will give it away for nothing." But, I have to let this kid apologize to me, no one has dared to talk to me like this since I was a child in my life, he's a? ”

Hua Feng was obviously aiming at Ye Fei and didn't intend to let him go.

"Apologize? You're something. When Ye Fei heard this, he sneered directly, "Believe it or not, if it weren't for Mr. Xing being here today, Lao Tzu would have made you unable to eat and walk around, and you didn't have the courage to gamble and lose at all. ”

"You're looking for death!" Pan Gongzi's face was full of annoyance, and he directly pushed away Xing Ge in front of him, pointed at Ye Fei and said, "Uncle Qing, I must beat Lao Tzu in the mouth today!" ”

Uncle Qing didn't say a word, turned his head and set his target on Ye Fei, and turned into a black shadow, his fists like two dark iron pillars.

Chen Yu was about to open his mouth to stop it, but he only felt a very obvious air fluctuation beside him, and instantly smashed Uncle Qing's tall body on the wall beside him.

"Poof!"

Uncle Qing spurted out a mouthful of blood violently, and his whole face turned much paler.

This scene directly made Panshanfu dumbfounded.

Who is Uncle Qing?

He is one of the top three masters in the family!

He is the only heir to the Hong family's boxing method!

How is it possible to be sent flying without even touching anyone?

"I don't want to kill people here, get out."

Ye Fei held the bronze tripod in his hand, walked in front of Xing Ge, and looked at Panshan Fu condescendingly, his eyes full of murderous aura.

For the rich climber who has been idle, eating, drinking and having fun all his life, the killing intent accumulated by Ye Fei who climbed out of the pile of dead people all the year round is like a mountain weighing tens of millions of catties, making him unable to even breathe.

"You...... Do you really want to make a feud with my Pan family? The corners of his mouth trembled, his eyes were very gloomy, and the arrogance in his heart made him still unwilling to give in.

"Panjia? Scold. Ye Fei raised his palm and slammed it into Panshanfu's face, "This slap is my Ye Fei teaching you a lesson for your Pan family, this waste firewood!" In the future, if I have the opportunity to meet you Lao Tzu Panshan Yu, I will learn and understand it well, is he much stronger than you, a waste wood! ”

"Smack!"

The slap was crisp.

"You dare to hit me!?" Panshan Fu covered his flushed cheeks, and his face was full of astonishment.

Since he was a child, even his own parents have never disciplined him strictly, let alone beaten him.

Even if he was arrogant and domineering outside, and provoked some people who shouldn't be provoked, he climbed the mountain and got rich with his family behind him, and his identity was thrown out, and no one dared to do anything to him.

Ye Fei's sudden palm almost made his whole person fall into madness.

His eyes were scarlet, and he pounced on Ye Fei violently, and shouted, "I'm going to kill you, kill you!! ”

And yet—

Ye Fei just kicked him aside with an understatement.

Regardless of whether he has practiced "Nine Dragons Divine Skill" or not, with his years of physical strength, dealing with a rich second generation who is idle all day long is as simple as eating.

Uncle Qing had already come to his senses at this time, staggered up from the sunken wall, wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth, and carried the mountain-climbing man who fell to the ground and was moaning, glanced at Ye Fei with a gloomy face, and said: "Your Excellency, I have remembered today's events, and I will return them a hundred times in the future!" ”