Middle-aged people are the leader, a group of five people.

Behind him are two men and two women.

There is even a teenager who shows unconvincing recklessness.

"Passing the prize."

Ye Xiaofan looked at the middle-aged man, "The sky and the earth are big, and it is rare to be here and meet the grandmaster." ”

"You ......"

Jiang Shiwen's face changed slightly, and he wanted to ask Ye Xiaofan where he was from.

I never thought that a young man would suddenly point out his strength.

The tone is still so strange.

"You know me?" Jiang Shiwen thought about it.

As a grandmaster, he is also a famous party.

It would not be surprising if young people had enough experience to know themselves.

It's this tone, which seems to be surprised.

But when you see the grandmaster, shouldn't you be humble and respectful?

is neither humble nor arrogant, and is already suspected of offense!

Jiang Shiwen was a little conflicted, and once again looked deeply at Ye Xiaofan.

"Bold! Knowing my dad, how dare you talk like that? ”

The boy was on his toes.

Take advantage of the situation to stand up and scold.

The other three had different complexions.

They are just Jiang Shiwen's disciples, and they are cautious and dare not speak out casually like teenagers.

"Xiaoyu, don't be rude!" Jiang Shiwen drank casually.

The boy still had his nostrils facing the sky, his head held high.

"Is there anything wrong with me talking?"

Ye Xiaofan was a little weird, "In the era when everyone is equal, is it possible, I still want to call myself a villain or call Your Excellency an adult?" ”

Jiang Shiwen pressed his son's shoulder, obviously telling him to stop talking.

On the other hand, he said with a smile: "Of course not, the dregs of the old era should have been swept into the garbage heap of history a long time ago."

"Dare to ask Xiaoyou's surname?"

He changed his mind.

"Ye Xiaofan." Ye Xiaofan responded.

"Ye Xiaofan......" Jiang Shiwen repeated it twice, nodded and said, "I am Jiang Shiwen."

"I know a lot of families surnamed Ye, the Ye family of medicinal materials in the southwest, those who do timber in the north, and those who do shipping.

"Among them, the most famous is the Ye family in the East China Sea, and Huayuan Group is also one of the top shipping giants in China."

He mentions a lot of families.

Observing Ye Xiaofan's reaction.

"What is your relationship with the Ye family in the East China Sea?" Jiang Shiwen noticed that when Ye Xiaofan heard the Ye family and Huayuan Group, there was obviously a subtle change in his eyes.

"Relationship?" Ye Xiaofan showed a meaningful smile, "Your Excellency, don't ask so much. ”

"Damn, you're crazy, aren't you? Knowing that my dad is a grandmaster, he has repeatedly pretended...... That's it, my dad abolished you, you deserve it!

"Kneel down and admit my mistakes!"

Jiang Xiaoyu couldn't bear it anymore.

A young man who is only a few years older than himself, even if he has a grandmaster in the family, he doesn't dare to support his father!

"Heh, let me kneel down and admit my mistake?"

Ye Xiaofan's voice did not fall, and he had already flashed out.

Jiang Shiwen's spirit instantly tensed, revealing a terrifying look.

It was fast, but it didn't go beyond the limits of his dynamic vision.

But he wanted to keep up and stand in front of his son, but he was more than a few beats slower.

Syllable!

A crisp slap sounded at the same time.

Ye Xiaofan has returned to his original position, and the Yuanyu Yue is standing,

"Ah......" Jiang Xiaoyu screamed miserably, covering his face.

It felt like my whole face was going to explode.

The slap marks on the face are clearly visible.

The traces were not proportional to his screams.

Jiang Xiaoyu's pain was much deeper.

Naturally, Ye Xiaofan did it intentionally, and it was not too heavy, but it could make this young man hurt for three or five days.

Jiang Shiwen was startled and anxiously checked his son's injury.

There is no danger to life, and there is no injury or disability.

It's just that Jiang Xiaoyu kept wailing bitterly.

Among them, he will not be able to see for a while.

"Good means!" Jiang Shiwen had a gloomy face and gritted his teeth, "Friend, my son who is not angry, he should be beaten if he doesn't keep his mouth open!" ”

"Yes, you don't need to thank me for eating a trench and growing wise.

"If you're not around, talking nonsense, insulting me, you might have to lose your arms and tongue."

Ye Xiaofan said seriously.

Even Jiang Shiwen showed a little anger, what a big breath!

"Your Excellency's means of residing in your face are really high, but you don't need to hide your head and show your tail, Ye Xiaofan is not your real name, right?"

Jiang Shiwen had never heard of this person.

Ye Xiaofan shook his head, "Didn't you hear that it's very strange?" The road went to one side of the sky, and if nothing else, I went first. ”

Ye Xiaofan was too lazy to entangle with Jiang Shiwen and crossed him.

"You beat my son, be a father, you can't really do nothing, and it depends on the owner to beat the dog!"

When Jiang Shiwen spoke, he had already burst out with a hideous face.

Prepare for a for a tat and also sneak attack once.

At the speed of electricity, a palm slapped with great momentum, like a giant bear slapping and slapping towards Ye Xiaofan's neck.

Bang!

The beat of the blessing of internal strength, without any fancy fancy, often fell firmly on the back of Ye Xiaofan's neck.

Suddenly, Jiang Shiwen withdrew his hand like an electric shock, and his palms trembled.

A strange shock paralyzed half of his hand.

"Okay?" Ye Xiaofan touched the back of his neck, twisted his neck, made a creaking sound, and looked back at him, "The foundation is too poor, the quality of internal strength is not good, and in the middle stage of the grandmaster, you can only be at the bottom of the stream." ”

Jiang Shiwen was dumbfounded.

With this palm, he exerted eighty percent of his strength, which was enough to break a twenty or thirty centimeter-thick stone stele.

That's it?

"Any other tricks?"

Ye Xiaofan grinned, revealing his big white teeth.

Jiang Shiwen swallowed his saliva, other tricks?

The real palm didn't cause any damage.

Other means are nothing more than more skill and flexibility.

Dark or bright.

If you kill the move, the power will be increased by another four or five percent.

Not to mention that he is no longer confident that he can help Ye Xiaofan.

It's worth it to stand out for the child and make trouble to the point of fighting to the death?

He forced a smile and solemnly arched his hand, "Your Excellency has practiced kung fu superbly, admire and admire."

"One palm for another, our little suspicion is over. Why don't you ......."

I just wanted to say that we will turn enemies into friends and go up the mountain together.

Ye Xiaofan had already turned around and walked towards the mountain, ignoring Jiang Shiwen no longer.

Ye Xiaofan was not interested in dealing with Jiang Shiwen.

……

"Master...... He's so young. ”

"Dad, my face hurts, my teeth hurt, my tendons hurt...... It feels like it's going to crack. Help me see. ”

"Xiaoyu, remember the lesson in the future, when the master talks to people, you just listen honestly, don't be so rude in the future."

“……”

Wait for Ye Xiaofan to go away.

A few people came up.

Including Jiang Shiwen, everyone had nothing to do about Jiang Xiaoyu's injury.

Whether it is the Jiang family's unique massage techniques, or internal strength.

None of it worked.

It was as if the flesh and blood on Jiang Xiaoyu's face had been pierced into countless invisible steel needles, which made him extremely stinging every moment.

"After going up the mountain, let your Uncle Yin take a look."

Jiang Shiwen was helpless and couldn't help but scold, "Let you talk too much!" Deserve! ”

After that, Jiang Shiwen led them to the mountain.

Jiang Shiwen has the heart to catch up and compete with each other.

But until the gate of Ling'en Temple, he didn't even see Ye Xiaofan's back.

He was greatly frustrated, vaguely knowing the gap between them, Jiang Shiwen was really incredulous, "Is he really so young, or does he rely on his appearance?" ”