When the old man heard Ye Qiu's words, he laughed angrily: "This is the first time in my life that I have seen such an arrogant young man like you."
"It's true to the old saying, newborn calves are not afraid of tigers."
"Boy, since you are so confident, then give it a try!"
Ye Qiu walked up to the old man and punched him.
This punch was straightforward, without any fancy movements.
There is not even any fluctuation in internal energy.
With disdain on his face, the old man raised his right hand and punched him.
"Bang!"
Two fists collide.
Ye Qiu only felt that the opponent's fist was like a piece of steel.
Extraordinarily hard.
The old man looked at Ye Qiu and sneered: "Boy, I don't know if you have heard of a saying: Guan Gong is using a big sword in front of him, and he is overestimating his own abilities."
"I am ranked ninth on the dragon list, and I rely on my fists."
"Therefore, outsiders gave me a title, Invincible with an Iron Fist!"
Ye Qiu chuckled: "Really?"
boom!
A huge force suddenly burst out from Ye Qiu's fist.
Before the old man could react, that huge force entered his body.
Immediately afterwards, Ye Qiu kicked out.
"boom!"
The old man flew out of the flower shop.
"this……"
Master Huang and all the bodyguards were shocked. They didn't expect Ye Qiu to defeat the ninth master on the Dragon Ranking with one move.
They looked at Ye Qiu as if they were looking at a ghost.
Ye Qiu took a step forward. Seeing his move, Master Huang turned around and ran away with his bodyguards.
They only have one thought in their minds right now: Mr. Yang is no match for Ye Qiu. If he doesn't leave, he will die.
Ye Qiu walked outside the flower shop.
Xiao Yiren looked at Ye Qiu and found that his back was like a mountain, which made people feel safe.
When the old man saw Ye Qiu coming out, his eyes were frightened and his face was pale.
He also didn't expect Ye Qiu's strength to be so abnormal.
Just one punch caused him to lose his cultivation.
He has worked hard for most of his life and finally reached the point where he is now. It is shameful that his cultivation has been lost like this!
The old man looked at Ye Qiu bitterly: "Who are you?"
Ye Qiu stood at the door of the flower shop, with his hands behind his back, like a lofty king, looking down at the old man and saying:
"The masters of the Dragon List are the role models of martial arts in today's world. They should punish evil and promote good, rather than helping evildoers do evil."
"And what you did was disappointing."
"I am destroying your cultivation now to seek justice for my brother."
"If you are dissatisfied, you can come to me for revenge at any time."
The old man got up from the ground, gritted his teeth and said: "I will remember today's revenge. I will come to you sooner or later."
However, the old man's reply was only one word.
"roll!"
The old man glanced at Ye Qiu again, as if he wanted to remember Ye Qiu's face in his soul, and then turned around.
As soon as he turned around, he heard an extremely disdainful voice coming from behind.
"Nineth on the dragon list, rubbish!"
The old man was so angry that he looked livid and wanted to tear Ye Qiu into pieces. But he was no match for Ye Qiu, so he could only leave with a grudge.
Just wait until you are far away from the flower shop.
The old man took out his cell phone from his pocket and dialed a number.
The call is connected.
The old man bent down and said, "Master, I saw Ye Qiu."
"How is the situation?" A young voice came from the phone.
"I lost." The old man said bitterly: "My cultivation was destroyed by his punch."
"What?" The person on the other end of the phone was very shocked: "Ye Qiu is so skilled?"
"Yes." The old man said: "The most hateful thing is Master Huang. Seeing that I was defeated, he actually escaped with his bodyguards and didn't even care about my life or death."
"Mr. Yang, I will definitely give you a satisfactory answer to this matter."
"Master, now I..."
"Mr. Yang, you go south to recuperate for a while. I bought you a villa in Nanhai and hired a few Filipino maids to serve you. Don't worry, I will help you get your revenge for today another day."
"Thank you, Master."
Mr. Yang hung up the phone, turned around and glanced in the direction of the flower shop again, with murderous intent in his eyes.
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Jiangzhou.
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Inside the presidential private room.
A fat man wearing Nike sportswear was lying on the sofa with a scantily clad woman in his arms.
The woman is about thirty years old, her clothes are revealing, and she is full of mature charm.
The little fat man looks like he is only twenty years old. His face is green and he looks like a college student.
Sitting on the sofa next to the fat man was a young man in his early thirties.
The young man is very handsome.
He has a handsome face, deep black eyes, thick eyebrows, and a high nose...
The young man was wearing a hand-tailored luxury suit, a Patek Philippe limited edition watch, and gently shaking a glass of red wine, all showing off his nobility and elegance.
The woman in the little fat man's arms peeked at the young man from time to time.
Such a man is so charming.
The little fat man put away the phone and let go of the woman in his arms: "Get out!"
"Yes." The woman responded respectfully and quickly left the private room.
As soon as the woman left, the little fat man asked the young man next to him: "Brother Liang, how was that woman just now?"
"What do you mean?" the young man asked calmly.
The little fat man said: "I can see that that woman is interested in you. How about I let her accompany you tonight?"
The young man shook his head: "I'm not interested in vulgarity."
"I understand, Brother Liang is only interested in Cao Qingcheng." The little fat man put away the smile on his face and said, "Ye Qiu's skills are better than we expected, and Mr. Yang was crippled by him."
"Oh?" There was a hint of surprise in the young man's eyes, and then he smiled and said: "Very good."
The little fat man was puzzled: "The more powerful Ye Qiu is, the harder it will be for us to kill him. Brother Liang, why do you still say it's very good?"
"Don't you think that such a person is worthy of being our opponent?" The young man said: "If Ye Qiu is a waste, wouldn't it be a shame for us to deal with him?"
"Brother Liang is Brother Liang. This style and magnanimity make me admire you." The little fat man smiled and said, "Brother Liang, what should we do next?"
The young man said: "Since killing clearly won't work, then we should change the method and use underhanded tactics."
"I think you can find an opportunity to get close to Ye Qiu."
"Know your enemy and yourself, and you will never be defeated in a hundred battles."
"Ye Qiu can become the Lord of Dragon Gate at such a young age. In addition to his powerful skills, he must have other outstanding qualities."
"Moreover, gaining Ye Qiu's trust will make it easier for us to kill him later."
The little fat man asked: "Brother Liang, do you have any specific suggestions?"
The young man said: "Ye Qiu's woman Lin Jingjing wants to start a pharmaceutical company. I think you can invest in her."
"You are the son of the richest man, so Lin Jingjing will not refuse your investment."
"Besides, don't you like mature women? Lin Jingjiang is."
When the little fat man heard this, his eyes lit up.
The young man asked doubtfully: "By the way, Dabao, there is one thing I don't understand. I want to get Cao Qingcheng when I deal with Ye Qiu, but why do you deal with Ye Qiu?"
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