Although Ye Fan didn't know why Huang Feihu wanted to see him, he still agreed to go and have a look the next day.
There are two tigers and three gods of wealth, and Ye Fan almost has friendship. Except for Mr. Qian and Huang Feihu, everyone has met.
Now that there is a chance to get to know Huang Feihu, Ye Fan will naturally not waste it.
The next morning, before the sky started, Huang Xuanwu drove to pick up Ye Fan himself.
"Old Huang, what's the matter with President Huang?"
On the way forward, Ye Fan asked curiously: "Don't you feel well? Or should you seek justice for Huang Sanchong?"
"I personally think that the president wants to find you for treatment."
"He has an old problem with his legs. Not only is he extremely painful, he is also unable to walk. He has been moving in a wheelchair these days."
Huang Xuanwu was very frank about Ye Fan:
"But he didn't tell me the purpose, he just knew the conflict between us and you, saying that you were very interesting and wanted to meet you."
"I can't make random guesses on what the president intends."
"But I can guarantee that he will definitely not avenge Huang Sanchong."
"Although the president protects his shortcomings, he is also a reasonable person. Huang Sanchong has always been sorry for his failure to become a steelmaker."
"Besides, it was me who interrupted Huang Sanchong's hands and feet. It has nothing to do with you, Brother Ye."
"If the president wants to blame me, it's also my fault."
Seeing that Huang Xuanwu really didn't know, Ye Fan nodded slightly and didn't ask again. Anyway, he soon understood Huang Feihu's intention.
In less than half an hour, the car drove into Wumeng Villa, and dozens of villas were arranged in a scattered manner.
Although the people living in the house are not as noble as the Spring Villa, they are all well-known figures in the Wu League, and they even saw many children practicing martial arts at the door.
When Ye Fan heard the shouts and fighting, he instantly felt that he had entered the world of warriors, which seemed to be another dangerous world.
Ye Fan was very moved, and never expected that the prosperous Central Sea would still hide such a side.
The car stopped at Feihu Villa at the highest point. The view here is wide and the mountains are high and the wind is strong. You can see Yunding Mountain when standing anywhere.
"Brother Ye, please come here."
Huang Xuanwu greeted several guards at the door, and then led Ye Fan to the east side of the villa.
Not long after, the two of them came to a bamboo forest, lush and green, with a bamboo fragrance.
Relaxed and happy.
"drink--"
Ye Fan followed Huang Xuanwu into the forest and suddenly saw a familiar figure, practicing martial arts with a strong aura, and there were four or five spectators next to him.
Three men and women surrounded a wheelchair.
An old man in Tang suit sat on a wheelchair, looking in his sixties, tall, long hands and long legs, and black and red cheeks, which was about the same as Guan Gong.
It’s just that momentum of sitting firmly on Diaoyutai makes people realize that he contains powerful power.
Ye Fan did his homework, so he quickly realized that he was Huang Feihu.
The number one person in China Sea martial arts is also the patron saint of this city. He is respected by countless people and has thousands of disciples.
Of course, all this was not fortunate. It is said that there are more than 80 scars of all sizes on his body, all of which were left by real swords and guns.
The cruelest time, he was interrupted by someone on the ring, but he ended up killing his opponent with one hand and a pair of teeth.
Even if a person's martial arts skills are not high, they will become very terrifying after so many life-and-death battles.
But Huang Feihu is so powerful that he is fully qualified to enter the Martial Alliance Elder Pavilion and practice more powerful martial arts, but he always stays in the Central Sea and does not leave.
He was determined to protect the safety of Zhonghai, so all parties respected him very much.
As if he felt Ye Fan's look, Huang Feihu turned his head slightly and looked at Ye Fan.
A powerful aura instantly pressed towards Ye Fan.
This breath is thick and heavy, but it also seems quiet and settled, just like a vast ocean.
That kind of feeling as if he had controlled the power and pressure of all the auras in the world, immediately made Ye Fan feel like he was in the stormy waves.
This is the world where Huang Feihu dominates the power of life and death, and Ye Fan is just an ant in this world.
Is this the realm of a master in the Xuan Realm?
Ye Fan was shocked in his heart, but at the same time, an unprecedentedly excited mentality rumbling out of his heart and filled his whole body.
Such a powerful opponent is definitely an existence he has never encountered before.
He is strong because he is strong, the breeze blows through the hills; he is wide by him, the bright moon shines on the river.
Shock flashed through his heart. Ye Fan not only refused to retreat, but instead was like a javelin, and his aura collided violently.
The heavy and mighty aura was torn apart by Ye Fan, and could no longer have any impact on his mood.
Huang Feihu was slightly stunned, then his eyes praised and he withdrew his pressure.
Ye Fan also smiled and restrained his breath.
"drink--"
At this moment, the martial arts girl shouted again, then turned around, and Ye Fan suddenly saw the other person's eyes clearly.
He was extremely surprised that this girl was nothing but a tiger girl.