Although Ye Fan didn't know why Huang Feihu wanted to see him, he still agreed to go and see it the next day.
Ye Fan has friends with almost all of them, including Mr. Qian and Huang Feihu.
Now that he had the opportunity to meet Huang Feihu, Ye Fan would not waste it.
The next morning, before dawn, Huang Xuanwu drove to pick up Ye Fan himself.
"Old Huang, what exactly does President Huang want to do with me?"
On the way, Ye Fan asked curiously: "Are you feeling unwell? Or should we seek justice for Huang Sanzhong?"
"I personally think that the president wants to seek treatment from you."
"The old problem with his legs has returned. Not only is he in excruciating pain, but he is also unable to walk. He has been relying on a wheelchair for the past few days."
Huang Xuanwu was very honest with Ye Fan:
"But he didn't tell me his purpose. He just knew about our conflict with you and said you were very interesting and wanted to meet you."
"I can't make random guesses about the President's intentions."
"But I can guarantee that he is definitely not seeking revenge for Huang Sanchong."
"Although the president protects his shortcomings, he also protects his shortcomings with reason. Huang Sanzhong always hates that iron cannot be transformed into steel."
"Besides, it was me who broke Huang Sanzhong's hands and feet, and it had nothing to do with you, brother Ye."
"If the president wants to blame, he also blames me..."
Seeing that Huang Xuanwu really didn't know, Ye Fan nodded lightly and didn't ask any more questions. Anyway, he quickly understood Huang Feihu's intention.
In less than half an hour, the car drove into Wumeng Villa, which contained dozens of villas.
Although the people who live there are not as noble as Spring Villa, they are all well-known figures in the martial arts league, and you can see many disciples practicing martial arts at the door.
When Ye Fan heard the shouting and fighting, he instantly felt that he had entered the world of warriors, which seemed to be another dangerous world.
Ye Fan was very emotional. He never thought that the prosperous Zhonghai would still have such a hidden side.
The car stopped at Feihu Villa at the highest point. The view here is wide and the mountain is high and windy. You can see Yunding Mountain from anywhere.
"Brother Ye, please come this way."
Huang Xuanwu said hello to the guards at the door, and then led Ye Fan to the east side of the villa.
Not long after, the two came to a bamboo forest, which was lush and green, with a fragrance of bamboo.
Feeling relaxed and happy.
"drink--"
Ye Fan followed Huang Xuanwu into the woods and suddenly saw a familiar figure practicing martial arts with a strong momentum, and there were four or five spectators beside him.
Three men and women gathered around a wheelchair.
Sitting on the wheelchair was an old man in Tang suit. He looked about sixty years old. He was tall, had long hands and feet, and had dark and red cheeks. He was similar to Guan Gong.
It's just the momentum of sitting firmly on the Diaoyutai that makes it clear that he contains powerful power.
Ye Fan did enough homework and quickly recognized that he was Huang Feihu.
The number one martial artist in Zhonghai is also the patron saint of this city. He is respected by countless people and has thousands of disciples and descendants.
Of course, all this was not a result of luck. It is said that there are as many as eighty scars on his body, large and small, all caused by real swords and guns.
The most cruel time was when someone broke his legs and one hand in the ring, and ended up killing his opponent with one hand and a pair of teeth.
Even if a person's martial arts is not very high in the first place, after so many life-and-death bloody battles, it will become very terrifying.
It's just that Huang Feihu is so powerful that he is fully qualified to enter the Martial Alliance Elder Pavilion and practice more powerful techniques, but he still stays in Zhonghai.
He is determined to protect the safety of Zhonghai, so all parties respect him very much.
As if feeling Ye Fan's scrutiny, Huang Feihu turned his head slightly and looked at Ye Fan.
A powerful aura instantly pressed against Ye Fan.
This breath is thick and thick, but it also seems calm and settled, just like a vast ocean.
The power and coercion that seemed to control all the atmosphere in the world immediately made Ye Fan feel like he was in a turbulent sea.
This is a 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 profound master?
Ye Fan was inexplicably horrified, but at the same time, an unprecedented excitement surged out of his heart and filled his body.
Such a powerful opponent is definitely something he has never encountered before.
If he is strong, he will be strong, and the breeze will blow on the hills; if he is horizontal, he will be horizontal, and the bright moon will shine on the river.
Horror flashed through his heart. Instead of retreating, Ye Fan was like a javelin and collided fiercely.
That thick aura of awe was torn apart by Ye Fan, and could no longer have the slightest impact on his state of mind.
Huang Feihu was stunned for a moment, then looked at him with approval and withdrew his pressure.
Ye Fan also smiled and restrained his breath.
"drink--"
At this moment, the martial arts girl gave another sweet shout, then turned around, and Ye Fan suddenly saw her face clearly.
He was extremely surprised, this girl was none other than Huniu.
Ye Fan never expected that this Hu Niu had so many connections. Not only was she closely related to Yang Baoguo, but she could also receive personal guidance from Huang Feihu.
Huniu didn't notice Ye Fan's appearance, she just concentrated on punching him.
The fists are like meteors, the legs are like whips, the knees are like mountain collapse, and the elbows are like lightning. Sometimes when the fists and feet hit the empty space, they will make a dull sound like heavy thunder.
Use the waist to destroy the knees, use the knees to urge the feet, use the feet to urge the elbows, and use the elbows to urge the hands, fluently and fiercely.
Ye Fan believed that this tiger girl could really kill a cow with one punch.
The set of fists lasted for fifteen minutes. When the momentum finally came to a close, Huniu punched hard and hit the bamboo as big as the mouth of the bowl.
"Click——"
With a crisp sound, the bamboo split three to four meters upward, and then with a 'boom' sound, all the bamboo leaves exploded.
Then, they floated downward one after another.
Before it fell to the ground, Huniu rolled up her body, and the bamboo leaves gathered like a dragon and hit another bamboo hard.
The second bamboo was not broken into pieces, but it had numerous scars.
Extremely domineering.
Huang Xuanwu and several spectators all nodded secretly, full of praise for Huniu's performance.
"Grandpa Tiger, how are you doing with my Flying Tiger Thirty-Six Fists? Are you 50% as good as you?"
Huniu was also very satisfied and ran to Huang Feihu to wait for evaluation without any hindrance, which further demonstrated the close relationship between the two parties.
"well--"
Before Huang Feihu could respond, Ye Fan next to him sighed...
Although it was slight, it instantly attracted the attention of Huang Feihu and others.
Huniu's pretty face turned cold, she turned her head and locked onto Ye Fan instantly.
Seeing this familiar face, Huniu was stunned for a moment, then her pretty face sank:
"Ye Fan, why are you sighing? Do you understand?"
In Yang Bao's country, Huniu was unhappy after being slapped in the face by Ye Fan. When she made up her mind to recognize Ye Fan as her eldest brother, Ye Fan ran away as if she had seen a ghost.
This is totally a disgrace to myself.
This made Huniu, who had always been admired by many stars, hate Ye Fan with all her teeth.
If Yang Baoguo hadn't needed Ye Fan's treatment, Huniu would have rushed to Jin Zhilin and beaten Ye Fan up, and then forced him to be her big brother.
I saw Ye Fan here again today, and seeing his noncommittal look immediately aroused Huniu's old and new grudges.
Seeing Huniu's fierce look, Ye Fan hurriedly avoided her murderous gaze and did not dare to speak again.
"Don't sigh randomly if you don't understand."
Seeing that Ye Fan was silent, Hu Niu snorted again, her face full of disdain:
"I hate people like you who are trying to impress people the most."
She came from a prominent family and interacted with powerful people, so she was naturally rude to Ye Fan who did not give him face.
"You practiced this punch wrong."
Ye Fan said indifferently:
"Your legs will soon be as useless as President Huang's..."
