Junhao Nightclub,

"Bao Dachang, you mother, I was almost tricked to death by you, do you know that?"

After returning to the nightclub, Xue Biao was still furious. He gritted his teeth, pointed at Bao Dachang's nose, and cursed.

"Brother Biao, I'm sorry, I...I...I didn't mean it, and I didn't know it!" Bao Dachang said with a sad face: "Ye Xingming lives in the same community as me, and the people who live there are ordinary people. He...

…Is he really that difficult to mess with?”

"Haha!" Xue Biao glanced at Bao Dachang and said with a smile: "You can try again, but I won't collect the body for you!"

Bao Dachang shivered, shook his head repeatedly, and then asked doubtfully: "But there doesn't seem to be such a figure in our Luo County underworld. What is the background of this Brother Xing? He looks like

A freshly graduated college student, very polite and courteous."

"Brother Xing is indeed a freshly graduated college student, but although he is not a gangster, he is scarier than any other gangster. Brother Qiang once told me that Brother Xing has murderous intent in his body.

His fighting ability is very abnormal. He can kick the entire martial arts gym including Brother Qiang by himself. Not long ago, he easily defeated the American underground boxing champion Kroff!" Xue Biao said solemnly: "I have to.

You said Bao Dachang, you, his mother, are so courageous, you dare to be so arrogant in front of Brother Xing with four people, you know, not to mention four horse boys, even forty are not enough."

Bao Dachang and others immediately fell silent. They didn't know about the black boxing match, but the kicking thing had already spread in the club. They really didn't know that the mysterious kicking master was actually Ye Xing.

Bao Dachang couldn't help but recall that he had been tripped twice in a row before, and suddenly realized that his tripping was not a coincidence, let alone some evil incident, but that the young man's fighting ability was far beyond his own, and he was just playing around.

"Okay, Bao Dachang, I'm too lazy to talk nonsense with you. Just pack your luggage and get out!" Xue Biao said lightly.

"Brother Biao, don't! I worked for several years to get to this position, don't drive me away." Bao Dachang hurriedly pleaded: "Brother Biao, at least I followed you like this -"

"The problem is that I, the Bodhisattva, can't protect myself when crossing the river now!"

"Then what should we do? Brother Biao, you are Brother Qiang's right-hand man, beg him for mercy!" Bao Dachang suddenly panicked. He really didn't want to leave the club. After all, after hanging out for so long, it was okay to stay in the nightclub.

With a small status, life is quite comfortable. If you leave, you will have to start over, and the future will be confused.

"It's of little use to plead with Brother Qiang. This matter depends on Brother Xing. If you can get Brother Xing's understanding, as long as he says a word, let alone letting you come back, even if he is the top leader of this nightclub,

It's easy." Xue Biao sighed and said: "Okay, I'm too lazy to talk nonsense to you, just go and find another way to make a living!"

…

The night breeze was blowing, black clouds blocked the moonlight, and the night was as dark as ink.

The streets of Binghai are filled with cars and cars, and the traffic is endless. The neon lights on the shop signs on both sides are flickering, blooming with colorful brilliance.

"Dinglingling! You are my little little apple. I can never love you too much. You are so red..."

Walking to the charming commercial street of Binghai New City, the cell phone in his pocket suddenly rang. Ye Xing immediately took out his cell phone, swiped the screen, and answered the call.

"Hello, hello, is this Dr. Ye? That's right, I'm -" A strange man's voice came from the phone.

"Sorry, you dialed the wrong number. I'm not a doctor!" Ye Xing's eyes moved and he hung up the phone.

It was obvious that this strange man had either made a wrong call, or was here to seek medical treatment. What happened at Yiming Clinic last time, someone probably knew about Ye Xing's medical skills, so someone called to seek medical treatment. This is really true.

Not surprising.

It's just that Ye Xing is not a doctor at all, and the parental mentality of a doctor is simply not applicable to this guy. In his words, I am not a doctor at all, so I have no obligation to treat patients. Being willing to heal is a matter of affection.

It is his duty to refuse medical treatment. So even if someone comes to seek medical treatment, under normal circumstances, Ye Xing will not pay attention to him.

This does not mean that he is cold-blooded. On the one hand, he is not a doctor and does not have that obligation. On the other hand, he does not want to be too ostentatious, so as not to expose Lei Xin Chunmu's methods. Moreover, there are so many patients in the country, tens of millions, even if he

The feelings of the Holy Mother are overflowing, and I am busy to death, but I still can't get cured. Instead of doing this, it is better to be quiet.

Birth, old age, illness and death, everyone has their own life trajectory. Unless it's a coincidence, Ye Xing doesn't want to get involved in those trivial matters, let alone a stranger he doesn't know.

"Beep——" "Beep beep!"

The horns of vehicles on the street kept honking, and a car was approaching. The brightness of the car lights was so dazzling that Ye Xing couldn't help but look away.

Suddenly, his eyes moved and he looked at a store next to him.

"Xingyu Network Club!"

Looking at the signboard of the Internet cafe, Ye Xing couldn't help but feel something in his heart. He recalled every bit of his student days, playing games and reading novels at the Internet cafe all night long, and a few buddies playing hacker-ah-ah-lu together. Scenes of the past emerged in his mind.

I came out, and now I have graduated from college in the blink of an eye. Time flies, and it is so reminiscing.

"I haven't been to an Internet cafe for a long time since graduation. It's only around eight o'clock now. Forget it, let's play two games of League of Legends before going home!" Ye Xing's heart moved and he immediately entered the Internet cafe.

When he walked to the counter, he took out his ID card and charged ten yuan. Ye Xing found a seat and sat down.

Sitting next to Ye Xing was a boy of thirteen or fourteen years old. He was probably still in elementary school. He probably stole his parents' ID cards to go online.

This little boy is also playing League of Legends, but his skills seem a bit terrible.

Ye Xing logged in to his account and watched the little boy playing League of Legends.

This little boy is playing adc Vayne. He has died twenty-one times and only got three heads. His teammates can play well, but unfortunately it is of no use. The tower has been demolished, and all the company-level soldiers are dead.

Once sent out, you will definitely lose within five minutes at most.

Sure enough, after the opponent took the baron, they demolished the little boy's hometown in one wave.

"Ah, I lost again. Why the hell do I keep losing? I'm so depressed that I haven't won yet!" The little boy was so angry that he slapped the table and suddenly found that there was an older brother beside him. He was also playing League of Legends and was logging into the 6 interface.

"Hey, you also play League of Legends. Is this also the first zone of Ionia?"

"Um?"

"Brother, please help me. I keep losing and I really want to win!" The little boy looked at Ye Xing pitifully and begged.

"Uh!" Ye Xing was slightly startled, and couldn't help but smile bitterly: "I'm also very bad at skills, and I haven't played for several months."
Chapter completed!