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Chapter 0088: Ye Han's local tyrant gold

In a moment, a complete brick was evenly cut into ten rectangles of equal area by Ye Han's palm, which were neatly arranged on the ground under his feet. Even if it was cut with a machine, it could only be cut.

It looks like this.

If Ye Han's slap on Ye Biao's face just now was just a surprise, then his unique skill of cutting bricks with his hands at this moment gave people a strong shock!

Including Ye Kui and his wife, everyone in the yard had their eyes bulging out and their mouths wide open, staring blankly at the scene in front of them. Many people wanted to rush up to see if Ye Han's hand was fleshy.

, but they didn’t dare to get close, because at this moment, the pressure brought by Ye Han’s slightly thin figure on them had exceeded that of the two brothers Ye Biao and Ye Han.

The two brothers Ye Biao and Ye Han were also stunned. They were stunned.

The two brothers could break bricks with bare hands, but they could never do it like Ye Han, who used his palm as a knife and cut bricks like mud. Looking at Ye Han standing proudly in the courtyard, Yue Zhiyuan paused.

His appearance actually revealed a bit of the demeanor of a large sect, and a legendary word suddenly appeared in the minds of the two brothers - Nei Jin.

From the martial arts school where Ye Han graduated, the martial artist who taught them kung fu was a lay disciple of Shaolin. After studying Shaolin kung fu for several years, he used his inner strength to crack a hard stone tablet with one palm. Ye Han saw Ye Han

The ease with which he can cut bricks with his palm made him think that if he were to hit a stone tablet with that palm, he would be able to crack a stone with one palm, right?

The human body is not as hard as a stone tablet. What the hell would it be like if he hit me with a palm? It seems that Ye Han showed mercy to me just now!

Thinking of this, Ye Han couldn't help but broke out in a cold sweat, and his arrogant and arrogant temper immediately calmed down. When he looked at Ye Han again, there was something called fear in his eyes.

"Ye Han, what did you do to the ruthless guy? I warn you, if he is injured, I will call the police! Also, you just hit me hard, which has constituted the crime of deliberately attacking the police! If I go to the police and report

You, you will be arrested and imprisoned immediately..." Ye Han was almost scared to death, but Ye Biao was still not convinced. He covered his beaten face and glared at Ye Han angrily.

Before his voice could even finish, he heard the cry of "Lazy Pig, wake up! Lazy Du, wake up..." This voice was crispy, tender, and cute, and it was clearly that of a little lolita of several years old.

Shouting loudly.

Everyone in the yard was stunned for a moment, and then someone realized what the sound was. It was clearly a cell phone ringtone...

So those who had mobile phones at the scene subconsciously took out their mobile phones to check. Ye Biao, Ye Han, Ye Yong and his son also took out their mobile phones and looked down at them. In fact, the three of them were more interested in it.

Cover up your embarrassment.

One's face was swollen from the beating, one collapsed to the ground, and one was still sitting on the stool, but his face had turned ugly... The three fathers and sons who used to dominate Yejia Village, today, because of Ye Han's appearance,

And disgraced.

"Hello... I'm Ye Han, Aunt Mu? Do you want to see me for anything?"

Just when everyone took out their mobile phones and lowered their heads to check, Ye Han's voice rang again. Everyone looked up and saw Ye Han holding a mobile phone in his left hand and quickly walked to the corner on the left to answer it.

His mobile phone looked brand new at first glance, reflecting a faint golden light under the sunlight.

Oh my god, Tuhao Gold! This guy actually uses Tuhao Gold!

Seeing the mobile phone in Ye Han's hand, some of the young Ye family members who knew the goods at the scene were already shouting in their hearts, with deep envy in their eyes.

"Tuhao Gold" is a mobile phone recently launched by Fruit Company. The current market price is about 10,000 yuan. Because of its high price and golden color, it is nicknamed "Tuhao Gold".

Although Ye Yong's family is known as the richest man in Yejia Village, their family resources are limited after all. Although they can afford the "local tycoon gold", they are really reluctant to use it. The other relatives of the Ye family are also in average financial situations, let alone

Maybe they use this kind of mobile phone that only "rich people" can afford.

But no one expected that Ye Han, a little middle school student, not only used a mobile phone, but also used such a "high-end product"!

Didn't it mean that the third uncle's family was very poor? Didn't it mean that the third uncle and his wife had to sell snacks to support their family? Where did Ye Han's "rich money" come from? It couldn't be that he wanted to compare with his classmates or to be in front of his classmates.

Show off, you got it by selling your kidney, right?

Ye Biao and Ye Han had heard about the rumors of "selling kidneys for mobile phones" more than once, so they began to speculate maliciously.

"Third brother, did you buy the mobile phone for Ye Han's nephew?" Ye Hua asked with a frown. Although he was an honest countryman, he still had good taste and saw that the mobile phone in Ye Han's hand was valuable.

Ye Kui shook his head and smiled bitterly: "Brother, that mobile phone costs 10,000 yuan, which is very expensive. If it were me, how could I be willing to buy it for him? When I came back, didn't I tell you that Ye Han is now a capable person?

I can’t control him anymore! Well, he can make money now anyway, so he can spend it as he likes, just let him be!"

The mobile phone was indeed bought by Ye Han himself, and it had only been bought for a few days. The purpose of buying the mobile phone was firstly to open a clinic at home in the future, so as to facilitate contact with his family; secondly, to facilitate contact with the Tang family.

Ye Han has never been a person who treats himself badly. He didn't talk about it before when he had no money. Now that he has money, no matter what he buys, he only chooses the best.

On the bus back, Ye Han said that he had earned hundreds or tens of millions of dollars. At that time, Ye Hua still didn't believe it, but now, thinking about the brand-name clothes worn by his third brother and his family, and then thinking about what his nephew Ye Han had given him

Looking at the 5,000 yuan monthly salary offered by the children, and looking at the 10,000 yuan "local money" mobile phone in Ye Han's hand, it seemed that all these were enough to prove that the third brother's family was really rich, and he couldn't help but believe it.

After swallowing hard, Ye Hua asked in a trembling voice: "Third brother, is it true that Ye Han's nephew said that he earned hundreds or tens of millions...?"

Ye Kui said: "Brother, we have been brothers for so many years, am I the kind of person who lies?"

Ye Huadao: "You're not. It's just millions and tens of millions...how did he earn it?"

Ye Kui smiled, with some pride in his smile, and said, "Didn't Ye Han learn some medical skills? A while ago, he met a dying patient in the city hospital and cured him. Then

The family is very rich, so in order to thank Ye Han for saving his life, he wrote a check for 10 million to Ye Han on the spot..."

Ye Kui had no intention of telling Ye Hua about Ye Han's hospitalization, otherwise he knew that with his eldest brother's temper, he would definitely complain about him. And Ye Hua's family rarely watched TV news, so they didn't know about Ye Han.

It was about a hero rescuing people. Otherwise, if he knew his nephew was hospitalized, he would have gone to visit him in person no matter what.

"God, ten million! I can't even dream of it!" Ye Hua exclaimed, and then said happily: "Third brother, now it's better. With so much money, your family no longer has to worry about living. !”





PS: Thank you to Brother Wow Series for your generous reward and reminder ticket (but I really can’t write 12,000, I can only sigh with joy! Sorry!)


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