Chapter 13: Heading to the Bootcamp

"How can you let Uncle Luo work, sit down and rest." Ye He has been to Luo Feng's house several times.

Luo Feng's living conditions are not good, his parents are both workers, his income is low, and he has a disabled younger brother.

"Mom, this is my classmate's father, Uncle Luo." Ye He explained to Ye Ma next to him.

"It's Ye Chengxue's father, alas, how can I let you be busy here, I'm so embarrassed, sit down first." Mama Ye felt a little embarrassed.

"It's okay ma'am, it's my job. If I don't work, how will the company pay me, haha, don't worry too much about that. Father Luo also felt a little embarrassed, but after all, this was his job, so he still had to continue to do it.

There is no way, Dad Ye and Mama Ye are not good to command idly empty-handed, so they have to help move things, otherwise they will be a little embarrassed to let Father Luo do the work and they will stand.

Before I knew it, two hours had passed, and the moving work was nearing its end.

Except for Ye He, Ye's father and Ye mother were sweating.

The cars of the two moving companies went to the Mingyue community.

In front of the Mingyue Community, several armed soldiers were patrolling.

When the car arrived, Ye He jumped out of the car and showed his residence certificate for the Mingyue community.

After the soldiers saluted, they let the vehicle in, but still sent two soldiers and warriors to accompany them to prevent accidents.

On April 9, Ye He boarded a fighter plane heading to the headquarters.

He was accompanied by a high-ranking warrior who was responsible for protecting him.

Two hours later, the fighter plane slowly landed on the tarmac in front of the headquarters of the Extreme Martial Arts Hall.

A few people got off the plane, and Ye He rushed to the direction of the headquarters hall, which is in the shape of a spaceship, which is very recognizable.

Standing a few miles away, I could already feel the majestic pressure of the guild hall.

Ye He took a deep breath and quickly arrived at the square in front of the guild hall.

A middle-aged martial artist was already standing in front of the door, and after seeing Ye He's arrival, the middle-aged martial artist smiled and took a few steps forward, "Welcome, you are Ye He." ”

"Ye He has seen the messenger." Ye He didn't know the middle-aged martial artist in front of him, but since he was picking him up, it wasn't too much to say a word about the messenger.

At the same time, Ye He put down his backpack, took out his documents from it, and handed them to the middle-aged martial artist to check.

The middle-aged martial artist took the certificate, looked at it intently, and handed it back, "Ye He, the hall master specially ordered me to come and pick you up, come with me." ”

"Master Xie." Ye He hugged his fists and thanked him.

The two of them began to walk towards the gate of the hall.

There were still dozens of meters away from the gate of the guild hall, and Ye He already felt a cold aura, which seemed to be everywhere.

Ye He glanced up at the animal sculpture in front of the Extreme Guild Hall, and suddenly it was like being struck by lightning!

The sculpture leaf was recognized as a giant dragon. But it is obviously a stone carving, with a black appearance and dragon scales, there is a feeling that it is about to take off.

In particular, those eyes seemed to be alive, staring at Ye He made him feel unable to breathe.

In just an instant, Ye He's face turned pale, and under this pressure, Ye He's ability to continue to look at each other disappeared.

The middle-aged martial artist coughed softly, and Ye He came back to his senses from his trance.

"That's scared?" The middle-aged warrior chuckled softly.

In fact, Ye He was not informed in advance of the particularity of this sculpture, which gave Ye He a dismount.

The middle-aged martial artist knew how powerful it was, and when he first came to the Extreme Guild Hall, he was also so frightened by this dragon that he couldn't walk.

The two stood in front of the door and did not continue.

The middle-aged warrior took out a card, swiped it at the machine next to the door, and then stood next to it and said no more.

While waiting, Hahe began to carve a large number of dragons.