The strongest door-to-door son-in-law

Chapter 427 Bo Wu Tang

Ye Feng flicked the ashes from his cigarette and said calmly: "You are just here to steal the general's blood jade, why do you want to kill others?"

The middle-aged fat man chuckled: "I feel like something is missing in my life if I don't kill a lot of people after robbing something."

"Really? Don't you know that murder is a capital crime?" Ye Feng asked.

"Of course you know. The sins we carry can already make us die several times, so we don't mind dying one more time." The middle-aged man slapped the baseball bat in his hand.

"Did Zhang Yaling ask you to come?"

"You'd better ask Lord Yama about this question..."

Before the middle-aged fat man could finish speaking, a purple dagger was pressed against his throat at some point.

Several people didn't even see clearly when Ye Feng made his move.

The whole place fell strangely silent.

No one thought that Ye Feng had such skill.

The middle-aged fat man dropped the baseball bat in his hand on the ground and sighed: "I made a mistake."

"Fat man, I'm giving you a chance to live now, do you want to seize it?" Ye Feng sneered.

There was no fear on the middle-aged fat man's face, and he joked: "Although you restrained me, do you think my three companions will let you leave here alive? You still dare to utter wild words to give me a chance to survive. It's really ridiculous!"

As soon as the middle-aged fat man finished speaking, he saw his three companions waving the weapons in their hands and shouting: "Boy, if you dare to touch a hair of my eldest brother, I will kill your whole family!"

The female robber even took out a pistol from her body, pointed at Ye Feng and shouted coldly: "Let my brother go, otherwise..."

The woman couldn't finish what she said, because she suddenly felt her vision blur and the pistol in her hand disappeared. Then her knees hurt and she knelt on the ground.

"I didn't ask you to speak, so don't speak." Ye Feng's voice sounded cold.

When he looked again, he saw Ye Feng holding a pistol and pointing it at the middle-aged fat man's head: "Fat man, I gave you a chance, but you don't know how to cherish it. Do you have anything else to say now?"

"I was wrong, I admit defeat." The middle-aged fat man smiled bitterly, and then winked secretly.

Because Ye Feng had his back to his two men, the middle-aged fat man winked and told his two men to take action.

However, before his two men had time to move, they all knelt on the ground just like the female robbers.

Ye Feng kicked the middle-aged fat man away, then threw away the pistol in his hand, then used a silver needle to restrain the four robbers, and finally called Fu Xueying and asked her to send someone to collect the "big gift package" .

After leaving the abandoned construction site and finding a quiet place, Ye Feng absorbed the spiritual energy from the general's blood jade before driving back to the city.

As soon as he returned to the city, Ye Feng received a call. He was a little surprised because it was from Hu Yunlong.

Ye Feng did not hesitate and pressed the answer button: "Hello, Mr. Hu."

On the other end of the phone, Hu Yunlong said gently and bluntly: "Ye Feng, I have something I want to ask you for help with."

"Mr. Hu, please tell me what's going on."

"It's like this. In Yanjing, there is a place called Bo Wu Tang. Have you heard of it?"

"Bo Wu Tang? I heard a little bit about it, what's the matter?"

"Bo Wu Tang is a martial arts gym that I opened as a private person. At four o'clock this afternoon, a friend of mine brought a master from northern Beijing to join the gym, so I would like to ask you to come and help me control the place." Ye Feng looked at the time and replied: "That's no problem. Just tell me the address and I'll come over now."

After hanging up the phone, Ye Feng drove to Bo Wu Tang.

Bo Wu Tang is located in a secluded place in the west urban area of ​​Yanjing.

The martial arts hall occupies a large area and is decorated in an antique style. Entering it, you can feel the strong atmosphere of martial arts training.

Entering from the gate of the martial arts hall, there is an open courtyard at the front, followed by outdoor and indoor martial arts training grounds.

At this time, there were more than 20 strong men in uniforms training on the martial arts training ground. Some of them were fighting in pairs, some were driving wooden dummies, and some were practicing weapons.

Not long after, a high-end business car appeared outside the martial arts gym, and several capable men jumped out of the car first.

The last person to get out of the car was a man about the same age as Hu Yunlong. His hair was a little gray, and although his body was a little thin, he exuded a strong aura.

This person was wearing a gray-white training uniform, and his eyes were bright and restrained.

The door of the martial arts hall was kicked open by the few capable men who got out of the car first, and then several people separated to welcome the gray-haired man to enter.

The martial arts disciples who were practicing in the front yard saw a stranger kicking in the door and barging in. They immediately gathered around and one of the disciples asked sternly: "Who are you? How dare you break into the martial arts hall without permission!"

The gray-haired man glanced at the disciples of Bo Wu Hall who were surrounding him, and sneered: "Where's that old guy Hu Yunlong, call him out!"

At this time, Ling Xiao, the steward of Bowu Hall and Hu Yunlong's eldest disciple, rushed forward, looked at the gray-haired man and shouted coldly: "What do you want to do?"

The gray-haired man looked at Ling Xiao with a look of contempt, and then waved.

Behind him, a strong man stepped forward.

"Zhan Qi, since we came all the way from Beijing to play in the gym, you should give this meeting gift as a gift."

The man named Zhan Qi raised his hand to the gray-haired man and said respectfully: "Mr. Wu, don't worry, I won't let Hu Yunlong down with this meeting gift."

After Zhan Qi finished speaking, he walked up to Ling Xiao and said disdainfully: "Call out the most powerful person in your Bo Wu Hall and I will knock him down."

This can be described as extremely arrogant.

Such arrogant words made Ling Xiao couldn't help clenching his fists, and his joints made a popping sound from the exertion.

Ling Xiao looked directly at the battle flag and said angrily: "I don't care who you are, Bo Wu Hall is not a place for you to run wild, get out!"

Zhan Qi was not afraid of Ling Xiao at all, and said coldly: "It seems that you are the best fighter in this Bo Wu Hall. You have to ask my fist if you can go wild!"

"Really, you will regret it!" In terms of momentum, Ling Xiao would never give in.

The gray-haired man walked leisurely to a chair on the side and sat down. He looked at Zhan Qi and Ling Xiao with interest and said to himself: "Hu Yunlong, if you don't come again, don't blame me for tearing your hair apart." Bo Wu Tang.”

Zhan Qi didn't want to talk too much nonsense with Ling Xiao. After setting up a formation, he punched Ling Xiao.

Ling Xiao took a diagonal step, dodged Zhan Qi's punch, and counterattacked Zhan Qi with his fist.

After two rounds, the two of them separated cautiously and entered into a confrontation.

Just as the two were about to continue fighting, a hearty voice rang out: "Old Wu, why are you still so competitive after so many years?"

(End of this chapter)