Rebirth of the Super Prince

Ye Jun didn't expect that just giving out a name would make these old guys behave so weirdly.Could it be that they all received that message like Mrs. Dong?

Otherwise, even Mrs. Dong's son-in-law wouldn't be able to make the atmosphere so strange with just a name. <I'm afraid that from the moment I saw him, I had planned to get him into this courtyard.But what is the purpose?Ye Jun couldn't figure out Hu Yongchun's mind, after all, it was unjustifiable both in public and in private.

At this time, an old man pondered: "Your father's name is Ye Yangsheng, is your mother Dong Suning? And you are Ye Jun who has been rumored recently?"

"Yes sir."

Although Ye Jun was still guessing whether the old gentleman who asked this question was an enemy or a friend, he still put on a respectful attitude. <The status of fellowship is obviously not low.

After getting Ye Jun's answer, the old man just gave a soft "oh" and stopped asking, and then sat on the stone chair in the yard, squinting his eyes and humming a ditty.

At this time, an old man with a white beard in Tang clothes moved a stool and sat down, staring at Ye Jun calmly with a slightly scrutinized gaze: "Did you go to Chinatown in New York a while ago, young man?"

Ye Jun couldn't help being stunned that the plot that shouldn't appear on such an occasion really appeared.To be honest, Ye Jun wouldn't be surprised even if the old man in front of him told him whether he planned to solve all the river dam problems in Jiangling.

However, facing this old man with a white beard, Ye Jun, who did not seem to be asking, but was more determined and unpredictable, nodded his head: "Yes, old man, how did you know?"

"Haha, it really is this kid. Ling Xiao mentioned it to me back then. I was curious about which young man could get Ling Xiao's praise. After checking, I found out that it was Mrs. Dong's grandson. The world is really small."

Yang Lingxiao!

Ye Jun is 100% sure that Ling Xiao that the old man is talking about must be the core member of the Huameng!

In other words, the old man in front of him is probably from the Huameng!

Then, seeing the gradually easing atmosphere in front of him, Ye Jun was already sure that many people around him, even if they weren't from the Huameng, their identities and backgrounds would be almost the same!

These days, it is purely a joke to rely on your seniority over half a hundred years old to make friends with your peers.Otherwise, there wouldn’t be so many elderly people sent to nursing homes or dying of starvation or cold in the streets and alleys in this world!

The surrounding atmosphere gradually became normal because of the loud laughter of the white-bearded old man, and the weirdness at the beginning was gone.

But Ye Jun didn't dare to take it lightly, and immediately bowed to the old man with a white beard in front of him and asked tentatively, "Are you from the Huameng?"

"China Alliance?"

The old man with white beard showed an inscrutable smile and shook his head, pointing to the thin old man wearing a black padded jacket not far away: "Is he me?"

Seeing the suspicion on Ye Jun's face became stronger, the old man with white beard said calmly: "Ling Xiao and I are old acquaintances because he investigated your information afterwards, that is, Lao Hu's grandson happened to be known to me, so I asked about the situation. After all, Staring at the Huameng is not a good thing, I also help whoever I can because of the affection of old friends, I think this trouble is just a small misunderstanding worth mentioning in the end."

The skinny old man in a padded jacket also walked over with a smile, looked at Ye Jun carefully, and then said, "You are a good young man. I heard that Zhang Mingyang died at your hands, is there any such thing?"

"Yes sir."

Ye Jun doesn't know how deep the Chinese League's intelligence agencies are, but since he has already suspected him, he certainly won't just be skeptical.Besides, now that Zhang Mingyang is dead, it won't cause him too much harm. Instead of hiding it and being disgusted by others, it's better to tell him frankly.

The skinny old man nodded with a smile and calmly said: "Long Gang, come out and practice a few times with this little brother."

call!

Ye Jun felt a dull pain in his heart, and it had been a long time since this kind of hint from his 'sixth sense' talent appeared.But Ye Jun only had one thought in his mind at the moment, if he didn't get out and retreat violently, he would probably be unconscious here!

"what?"

There was a sound of surprise, as if the visitor was surprised that Ye Jun could escape his sneak attack in advance.

Is it a coincidence?

The visitor had this idea for a moment, but he quickly dispelled it because the master can clearly grasp the rhythm of the move, so he quickly judged from Ye Jun's retreat route that Ye Jun had a temporary intention.

At this time, a figure appeared in the courtyard. Ye Jun took a closer look and saw a middle-aged man whose aura was similar to Hu Anlu's but completely opposite in essence, and could even be called two extremes, standing five meters away in front of him with his hands in his pockets. A temperament that is not angry and prestige.

Master!

This was Ye Jun's first thought, but the middle-aged man quickly moved again without giving Ye Jun a chance to recover or think.

The excruciating pain, the reminder from the gifted 'sixth sense', made Ye Jun's concentration highly focused, and he rolled on the ground in embarrassment without even thinking about it. He got up three meters away before getting up from the ground.

I saw that the middle-aged man had appeared at the place where Ye Jun was standing, his foot was steady and powerful, and it even made people's heart skip a beat.

Ye Jun couldn't help but glanced at the middle-aged man's shoes, and his pupils shrank. He saw that the middle-aged man was actually wearing a pair of iron shoes with spikes on the heels and edges that could pierce the flesh.

An absurd thought suddenly rose in his mind, and Ye Jun exclaimed, "North leg?"

The middle-aged man was a little surprised, but he just nodded for a moment and said: "My teacher, Aixinjueluo, calls you Fu."

Mr. Fu's son, Ye Jun, is like a thunderbolt. As the nine princes of the Zhenghuang Banner in the late Qing Dynasty, he practiced a vigorous and powerful unique skill.

And the north leg is one of its masterpieces!

Forget it, Mr. Fu is almost a hundred years old this year, and in the eyes of others, he already belongs to the old birthday god!

It's just that Ye Jun didn't expect that today would be so absurd that he didn't know whether to cry or laugh when confronting this old god's apprentice for a while.

Although he could smell that the middle-aged man had no killing intent, he was the one who suffered the loss because he had no eyes and no attention to the sword, so he straightened his face and said seriously: "I'm offended!"

The middle-aged man didn't expect Ye Jun to say such a sentence, and from the beginning, he didn't feel contemptuous. After all, a good man who can escape Zhang Mingyang's bullet cannot infer his potential and strength based on his young size.

And this point of view is also the motto that Mr. Fu has always taught his disciples and grandchildren.

"Burst start!"

At first, all the elders present were a little puzzled by Ye Jun's slightly squinted eyes, thinking that he was just pretending to be mysterious.

But when Ye Jun opened his eyes again, even if they don't know the skills of fighting with others, they can keenly feel that there has been a 180-degree change in their demeanor and temperament!

And the middle-aged man who is Ye Jun's opponent is naturally the one who can appreciate this difference best. He murmured at the moment: "Interesting, it seems that Zhang Mingyang must have died at the hands of this kid."

boom!

Relying on the explosive talent to activate the cunning talent, the flexibility endowed by Ye Jun has naturally changed a lot Up and down.

A chuckle overflowed from the corner of the middle-aged man's mouth, and he made an unbelievable move that was to close his eyes!

Ye Jun secretly yelled because if this middle-aged man really understood the unique skill of mind and eyes, then all speeds would be completely useless and even a burden!

boom!

Ye Jun was just going to try it out, but when he feinted, he faced the middle-aged man's powerful kick, and immediately stretched out his arms to catch the middle-aged man's legs.

With the sound of a collision, Ye Jun was kicked three meters away. Even though he was only walking back slowly and was not embarrassed, the swelling pain from his arm also made Ye Jun scream in pain.

"what?"

The middle-aged man slowly opened his eyes and smiled lightly: "You have done a good job of blocking this kick and not hurting the young man."

"is it?"

Ye Jun calmly glanced at his sleeves and found a deep gap in the cuffs. He secretly thought that the middle-aged man's iron shoes were really extraordinary. If it wasn't for the prediction brought about by his 'sixth sense' talent, maybe this arm When he forcibly took that kick, he was likely to be cut bloody by the sharp object on the edge of the shoe.

At that moment, Ye Jun flicked his sleeve lightly and a dagger with a cold light appeared in his hand: "Boy, I really want to ask Mr. for advice and give him advice."

The middle-aged man nodded with a fighting spirit that was not too strong and said: "Okay! I will forgive me if I hurt my little brother, after all, this sword has no eyes!"

Ever since Dong Shangshu returned home, Mrs. Dong could see that the boy's expression was not quite right. He knew everything about the previous incident at the Nantang Hotel.In any case, it is impossible for Jianan Tang to cause such a big incident in his land, and it is impossible for him to realize it later.

At that moment, Mrs. Dong held up the celadon teacup in her hand and blew on it to let the temperature in the cup drop as much as possible before looking at Dong Shangshu: "Where is Xiao Jun?"

"He was taken away by the old man of the Hu family."

"what?"

Dong Tai hurriedly put down the teacup in his hand and stared at Dong Shangshu: "What's the matter again?"

Dong Shangshu pursed his lips unwillingly and said: "Being taken away by the old man of the Hu family, that bastard Chen Zhuosheng actually called this old thing for his son is really willing to spend a lot of money. Besides, we didn't intend to kill his son. Saying that his son broke his own leg wasn’t because Xiaojun kicked it on purpose, that’s how the son of a bitch should be.”

Mrs. Dong is so angry that the statement that she dares to blame the sky but not others can only be absurd to the extent that Dong Shangshu is so fearless that it can reverse the right and wrong in this bright world.

But now is not the time to pay attention to such trivial matters. After all, whose poor child has a broken leg or can't be a man, Mrs. Dong doesn't have the leisure and elegance to ask Xiaojun and the two of them for anything? "

Dong Shangshu shrugged his shoulders and curled his lips: "I don't know that the old and the young are all mysterious when they talk, and then the car drove away not long after getting in the car."

"Confused!"

Mrs. Dong cursed at Dong Shangshu angrily, then pointed at the stairs leading to the second floor and shouted: "Go! Your mother has something to ask for you."

"Why is my mother still at home?"

As if hearing the most bluffing thing in the world, Dong Shangshu suddenly shivered, seeing Mrs. Dong not seeming to be joking, he said with a dry smile: "Master, you see that I rarely run to the room, why don't you just let me go tonight How about letting me stay overnight in a cafe?"

"Not negotiable!"

Dong Taiwei squinted her eyes with a foxy face: "Your mother has already announced today that if she doesn't see you tonight, she will take you to work and accompany her to the countryside for inspection."

"Old man, if you are cruel, I will go right away."

Dong Shangshu shrank immediately when he heard it, and then he could only walk upstairs with a mournful face. <What is the purpose of this old guy looking for Xiao Jun?Could it be that this old bone is planning to introduce a daughter-in-law to Xiao Jun? "

After speaking, Mrs. Dong's face gradually showed an ambiguous smile that could only be understood but not expressed in words.