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Chapter 217 The mysterious old man, Huangfu Qingtian

Who is the old man? Feng Feng and others don't know, but just looking at this posture, he doesn't look like a simple person. What's more, although the Mingyue Club is not said to be a place like a dragon pool and a tiger's den, it is not something that anyone can come to if they want to, and

He even broke into the private room of Feng Feng and others.

Ye Qian took a moment to glance at it, and couldn't help but murmur in his heart, "Why is this old man here in NJ City?" Ye Qian didn't understand, what did this old man mean by coming here? He was a little confused.

The old man did not have the same domineering aura as Feng Feng, but the understated smile on his face highlighted his unique aura. Feng Feng and others did not know his background, and some did not dare to act rashly.

.However, at this time, there will always be some unsighted people who want to fight for a chance to show their faces.

Gu Mingxiong came to the old man in three steps and shouted angrily: "Who are you? Who asked you to come in? Get out." Now that he had officially surrendered to Zhu Shan and Su Jianjun, he was even more anxious to think about it.

Strive for opportunities to perform, otherwise there will be no chance to stand out.

After Gu Mingxiong finished speaking, a sneer appeared on the old man's face. Before he could speak, the man behind him suddenly rushed in front of Gu Mingxiong and yelled "Bold!" followed by a burst of punches and kicks. Within a moment,

, Gu Mingxiong has changed beyond recognition.

Feng Feng and others were shocked. They had never seen this old man on the streets of NJ City, but this overbearing method made them feel a little frightened. This old man seemed to be more arrogant than Ye Qian.

Outside the window, Ghost Wolf Bai Tianhuai saw this scene, frowned slightly, and murmured: "Now that he's here, I'm afraid this scene won't go on."

The young man stopped and stood back behind the old man again. Gu Mingxiong struggled to get up, with an annoyed and frustrated look on his face. He turned to look at Zhu Shan and Su Jianjun. They seemed to have no intention of revenge for him.

He frowned deeply and gave himself a fierce look. Gu Mingxiong regretted it even more. He believed that if it were Ye Qian, he would definitely stand up for him without hesitation.

The old man chuckled, patted Gu Mingxiong on the shoulder, and said, "Are you Gu Mingxiong? Throughout the ages, those who seek glory have never had good results. If you had been during the Anti-Japanese War, you would have been an out-and-out traitor.

Traitor, please do what you want!"

After saying that, the old man sat down with a golden sword, glanced around Feng Feng and others, and said with a smile: "Don't just stand there, sit down, watch the show, watch the show."

When Ye Qian heard the old man's words, he turned around and glared at him, thinking, Grandma, am I just playing monkey tricks for you? When the old man saw Ye Qian's eyes, he laughed heartily again.

The young woman behind the old man had been staring at the fight between Ye Qian and the bald and shirtless man since she entered the door. A trace of disdain floated on her face, and she murmured: "It seems that rumors are just rumors after all, and it is better to be famous than to meet in person."

The old man chuckled and said, "Xiao Wan, that's because you don't know this guy yet. I've had more dealings with him, and I still know this guy's temper very well."

Ximen Xiaowan was slightly stunned and said, "You mean he hasn't tried his best yet?"

The old man smiled slightly and was noncommittal. Ximen Xiaowan frowned and her eyes returned to Ye Qian again. When she was in the bureau, she had heard of Ye Qian's name, which was often mentioned by the old man.

There were so many things about this young man that surprised her. She had always wanted to meet this man who the old man praised so much, but since the boy returned to China, the old man had strictly ordered them not to have contact with him. This made Ximen Xiao

Wan couldn't help but feel a little disappointed.

However, she finally saw it today, but there was a big difference between Ye Qian's performance and what the old man said, which made her a little disappointed. This young man in his early twenties has suddenly become the most troublesome to leaders around the world.

A character who admires his talent but is also afraid of his madness. The king of the mercenary world, the Wolf King Ye Qian, makes Ximen Xiaowanhe want to compete with him to see how good he is.

Originally, Ye Qian had the intention to kill this bald and shirtless man, but now that the old man had come early or late, and was sitting here at this time, Ye Qian had to give up the idea. Although Ye Qian was not afraid of him, he

Killing people under his nose seems to be too disrespectful to him.

The young man behind the old man always looked calmly at the battle between Ye Qian and the bald and shirtless man, without any expression on his face. But anyone who knew him knew that at this moment, he was so excited that he wished he could go up and compete.

Fan Ximen Xiaowan glanced at him and asked: "Zijun, how many minutes do you need?"

Nangong Zijun said calmly: "Three minutes."

No one understood what they were saying, but the old man knew clearly that they were talking about how long it would take to deal with the bald and shirtless man. The old man was very clear about their skills. Three minutes was not an exaggeration at all. "Boy, what do you think?

Do you want to wait until dinner?" The old man looked at Ye Qian and said with a smile.

"Hey, I'm happy." Ye Qian replied without thinking.

Not only was the old man not angry, but he laughed out loud, as if he were a pair of friends who had forgotten the past, greeting each other in a very special way. Moreover, they were still the kind of friends who had a deep relationship.

Feng Feng and others couldn't help but be stunned. Looking at this situation, it was obvious that the old man was with Ye Qian. They couldn't figure out the origin of the old man, which made them a little cautious. They secretly thought that they would have to deal with Ye Qian's affairs today.

It's going to go to waste. This is just their wishful thinking. Even without the arrival of the old man, they can't keep Ye Qian. A person who can come and go freely between the CIA and the FBI in Country M, how can he be at their level?

People can stay if they want to, because they think too highly of themselves.

Ye Qian was too lazy to continue to struggle with the bald and shirtless man. The reason why he had not solved him was because he did not want to consume too much energy and did not want to expose his own power. But now, since the old man is here, Ye Qian

I understand that what happened today will probably not lead to any results, so I naturally no longer think about conserving my strength.

Thinking of this, Ye Qian moved his feet, and suddenly he flashed into the arms of the bald and shirtless man. A Zhenzong Baji Fist hit the mountain and hit the bald and shirtless man hard. This move can be said to be the Baji Fist.

The most powerful and destructive move in boxing. When practicing this move, at first, I kept hitting a big tree as thick as a bowl. Until I can break the big tree in one go, this is considered a reluctant introduction.

.The next step is to face a thicker tree, and finally to a stone pillar made of reinforced concrete. If you can break the stone pillar with one blow, you have achieved success in cultivation.

When practicing this move, it will cause great harm to oneself, and the huge backlash can often break the practitioner's internal organs. However, who is Ye Qian's master? But everyone who practices ancient Chinese martial arts has a deep understanding of the art of Qi training.

With research, he naturally knew how to prevent Ye Qian from hurting his vitals during practice. Over time, Ye Qian not only cultivated the powerful Bajiquan to stick to the mountain, but more importantly, he also cultivated a body that can withstand blows.

effort.

As Master Ye Qian said, if you want to learn to hit others, you must first learn to be beaten.

Ye Qian's Bajiquan stick hit the body of the bald and shirtless man hard. Suddenly, he heard the sound of bones breaking. The body of the bald and shirtless man flew backwards like a kite with its string broken.

He hit the wall. The ribs on his chest were probably broken at least five times, but Ye Qian had to be merciful, otherwise this move would be enough to kill him.

The bald and shirtless man fell to the ground, spat out a mouthful of blood, and his face instantly turned pale. The blood in his body was boiling, and he fainted.

Feng Feng's brows knitted tightly together, and he was shocked. His most powerful and powerful subordinate was not Ye Qian's opponent. It seemed that he had underestimated Ye Qian too much. Zhu Shan and Su Jianjun were shocked. Originally,

They hope that Feng Feng can deal with Ye Qian, and then they will have the final say in NJ City. But now, they dare not imagine that they are afraid that there will no longer be a place for themselves in NJ City.

Nangong Zijun still had that calm expression, and it was hard to tell whether he was happy, worried, surprised or sighing. Ximen Xiaowan was shocked and murmured: "Bajiquan?" No one in the bureau knew,

Ximen Xiaowan's Bajiquan has reached its peak, and there are few rivals among the younger generation; but now, Ximen Xiaowan saw Ye Qian using this Bajiquan technique to stick to the mountain, and knew that she was no match for him. The old man was right.

, this guy didn’t try his best before.

Ye Qian showed no signs of excessive physical exertion. He was neither red nor out of breath. He was not complacent or arrogant. He was still wild and unruly. He sat down next to the old man with an indifferent expression. He glared at him and said.

: "I've finished watching the show. Should I pay for the tickets?"

The old man chuckled and said, "Boy, you are still like that. With so many people, you can't give my old man any face."

Ye Qian rolled his eyes at him and was too lazy to pay attention to the old man.

The old man glanced at Feng Feng and others and said, "Sit down, sit down, you as the host won't sit down, and I, the guest, will feel a little embarrassed."

Although the old man did not have the domineering and fierce aura of Feng Feng, but for some reason, Feng Feng could not raise any of his aura in front of him. He could not help but do as the old man said and sat down obediently. Zhu Shanhe

Su Jianjun was still standing aside, taking pictures of Feng Feng, and did not dare to sit down.
Chapter completed!