As time passed by, Ye Chen gradually gained the upper hand, and there were more and more colorful Qi Qi in the void!
puff!
In the end, Mo Chen was defeated, a mouthful of blood spurted out, and he fell to the ground!
"Ancestor!"
Ding Sheng was frightened when he saw this, and rushed over to check Mo Chen's injuries. If even his ancestor died, wouldn't he be doomed?
Fortunately, although Mo Chen was seriously injured, his life was not in danger, and Ye Chen also stopped attacking!
"Let's go, you are no match for me!" Ye Chen took back his guqin, glanced at Mo Chen and said calmly.
"You, you won't kill us?"
Hearing this, Ding Sheng looked at Ye Chen suspiciously.
"I can let you go, but there is a problem, old man, you have to tell me!"
"Little friend, what do you want to ask?" Mo Chen coughed violently several times and asked weakly.
"It's very simple, you just need to tell me what this piano is like!"
"Ancestor..."
Ding Sheng swallowed, it would be embarrassing if Ye Chen fell in love with Morin Qin!
"It doesn't matter."
Mo Chen forced a smile and said bluntly: "The morinouqin is the treasure of our Hengshan sect. It was handed down from the first generation of masters. As for its origin, even I don't know!"
"I see!"
Ye Chen took a deep look at Matouqin, waved his hand and said: "Old man, let's take this silly dog away!"
silly dog?
Ding Sheng was stunned, thinking who was Ye Chen talking about?
"Ye Xiaoyou is really different!"
Mo Chen stood up from the ground with difficulty, clasped his hands in his fists and said, "I owe you two lives. This kindness will be engraved in my heart!"
"It's not a question of whether you owe it or not!"
Ye Chen smiled coldly, curled his lips and said, "If you had taken advantage of the chaos and attacked me just now, you would have died as well!"
"..."
Ding Sheng's face turned red. If his ancestor hadn't stopped him just now, he would have died long ago!
Before leaving, Mo Chen took a deep look at Ye Chen and said meaningfully:
"Ye Chen, although you are very powerful, the Liao family's background is not trivial. If you kill their people, I'm afraid it won't be so easy to escape!"
"If the Liao family is not convinced, just come to me!" Ye Chen curled his lips disdainfully.
"Now that I'm so old, I'll take my leave!"
Mo Chen clasped his fists, then let Ding Sheng help him down the mountain, and soon disappeared at the top of the mountain.
Ye Chen and the others didn't stop either. They followed Lan Chen and went directly to the Guangdong Night Market for supper.
The night market in Guangdong is very lively.
Although it was very late, the whole street was filled with people eating late night snacks, laughing and laughing, and filled with a strong smell of fireworks.
There are all kinds of food stalls on the streets, and the tempting aroma exudes will make people salivate.
Finally, Lan Chen brought everyone to the door of a small shop that specialized in selling beef offal.
"Lao Lan, this isn't like your style, taking us to eat at a street stall?" Yuan Yu teased with a smile.
"Yuan Datou, don't you understand this?"
Lan Chen grinned and explained: "In Guangdong, street food stalls are a kind of culture. It's not surprising that a billionaire boss is sitting on the street eating skewers. Do you understand?"
"Cow offal? Is it a cow that goes into the water?" Wenxing said a little disgustedly: "In the past, cattle were killed in the village and sent to the water, but no villagers wanted it!"
"In Guangdong, the supply of beef offal exceeds the demand and it is very expensive. You will know after you try it!"
"Okay, I don't believe that cow offal can be delicious..."
Half an hour later, Wenxing's mouth was full of oil after eating, and he kept saying it was delicious!
"Boss, give me ten more beef offal, and add more beef brisket!" Wenxing finished eating the last piece of beef tendon, turned around and shouted inside.
"Okay, okay, come right away!"
The boss was extremely happy. Wenxing and the others ate dozens of portions of the beef offal hotpot worth 200 yuan each. It was rare to find such a big customer.
"Outlander, please keep your voice down!"
At this moment, several people at the next table with tattoos and gangster looks glared at Wenxing, and one of them even said angrily:
"I like eating so much, so why don't you go eat the cow and be happy!"
"The cow is happy?"
Wenxing wanted to get angry, but he couldn't help but become happy when he heard the name "Niu Huanxi". The name sounded delicious to him, and he immediately shouted:
"Boss, give me some more Niu Huanxi!"
As soon as he finished speaking, the diners at the scene laughed and cast mocking glances at Wenxing.
Those gangsters were even more relieved. Who asked Wenxing to eat alone? They all chipped in to eat two portions. This bastard ate dozens of portions by himself. There is a price to pay for showing off your wealth!
"ah?"
The boss was dumbfounded when he heard that, would anyone really eat that stuff?
"Lao Lan, what happened to these people?"
"I want to eat cows for joy, and they don't have to spend money. Why do they look at me like this?" Wenxing wondered, how could I still be looked down upon for eating a dish in Guangdong?
"Ahem, Wenxing, you don't know something. Niu Huanxi is..."
Lanchen's face turned red and he explained to Wenxing what 'Niu Huanxi' meant!
After hearing what Lan Chen said, Wen Xing was so angry that he immediately rolled up his sleeves and pointed at the gangster who made him eat cows happily, and said angrily:
"Your uncle! If you dare to tease me, believe it or not, I will stuff you into Niu Huanxi!"
"Put it on the street! Say it again if you dare!"
When the gangster heard this, he became furious and immediately stood up and glared at Wen Xing fiercely.
"Don't argue with them. Let's eat and rest early. I have to go to Hong Kong Island tomorrow!" Ye Chen frowned. He was too lazy to pay attention to such a little gangster.
"Boss, give that table a beef offal hot pot and a bottle of Maotai, and it's mine!" Lan Chen said calmly.
"Hmph! I guess you guys are wise!"
The gangster couldn't help but smile proudly when he heard that he had picked up a piece of beef offal for free and also had Maotai to drink.
When Wen Xing saw Ye Chen frowning, he immediately suppressed his anger and hummed:
"Okay, I'll settle the score with them after eating!"
"Brother Chen, do you want me to accompany you to Hong Kong Island tomorrow?" Yuan Yu took the opportunity to change the topic.
"Need not!"
Ye Chen shook his head and said: "The old man surnamed Mo is right. If someone from the Liao family dies this time, they will definitely take revenge. You can stay in Guangdong and help Lao Lan!"
When Ye Chen and the others were about to leave after eating and drinking, there was a sudden commotion at the door.
"What happened?"
The owner of the beef grocery store saw that his door was blocked by someone, so he quickly went to check.
"Lao Ye, let's go take a look too!"
Wenxing was curious and insisted on going to see it. Ye Chen and others followed him into the crowd and saw a little girl throwing herself on an old man, calling loudly for grandpa. The little guy cried so hard that it made people feel very sad.
Uncomfortable.
"Isn't this Lao Hua, who picks up trash on this street?"
"I heard that he used to be a rich man, but later he went bankrupt and had to live in Guangdong with his two granddaughters!"
"It's so pitiful. Stop crying, kid. I've already called the emergency number."
"..."
When she heard someone making the emergency call, the little girl raised her head and said to the person with tears in her eyes:
"Thank you, auntie, woo woo..."
"Lao Lan, isn't the Lan family the king of Guangdong Province?" Wen Xing frowned.
"What's wrong?"
"Look how pitiful and polite this child is, why don't you give her tens of millions!"
"..."
Lan Chen was speechless. He knew Wen Xing had good intentions, but this method of helping others seemed undesirable, right?