Genius Daddy in the City

Ye Chen looked at the mess in the ground, and the owner of the car booth lying in the distance who didn't know.

After thinking about it, I walked over, slapped him on the palm, and entered a spirit into him.

The boss woke up with a cough. As he was about to speak, a faint voice came from his ear: "The money is on the table, so don't look for it."

Ye Chen took out a hundred-dollar bill and placed it on the table. He picked up the little one and left.

At this time, Xiang Minglou, who was in a stagnation, reacted to this and hurriedly gave Ye Chen a fist. He said respectfully: "Thank you Master for his life-saving grace, and dare to ask his predecessor's name, old age ..."

"no need."

"It's not my intention to save you. If you want to thank you, thank the three guys who just had bad luck and provoked me."

Ye Chen kept walking, holding the little boy in a blink of an eye and appeared over a hundred meters away, his body disappeared into the night like a ghost.

"Hey."

"Why do you talk like this!"

Xiang Zixuan was angry, but wanted to catch up with the theory, but was caught by Xiang Minglou: "Zi Xuan, don't be rude to the master!"

"Grandpa, what are you talking about? That kid is really crazy, wouldn't he just kill three people, what's the big deal." Xiang Zixuan stomped his feet and looked angry.

Xiang Minglou looked at the night and stunned: "Tiannan has only one master. Yuan was not broken before, but he is dead. Is this man ..."

"Grandpa, who is it?" Xiang Zixuan was puzzled.

"Stupid girl, who else can it be, of course, what you have been admiring these days is Ye Nankang."

Taking a breath of air to Ming Tower, his face was full of shock: "I didn't expect this one to come to our city."

"What? Is he?"

Xiang Zixuan froze suddenly, his expression was quite exciting: "No ... impossible?"

Before I heard that Ye Nankang beheaded Yuan Bubo on the Polan River with one hand, and he was not more than 30 years old, Xiang Zixuan, who had always been arrogant, could not help but adore him.

Even a teenage dream ...

Just didn't expect it.

The objects she worshiped actually met them at a rice noodle stall, and also performed such a wonderful show.

"In addition to him, who else has such skill, killing the inner martial arts like killing a dog is effortless."

Xiang Minglou muttered to himself, his eyes flashed with brilliance: "This person came to us in Pancheng and didn't know what it was, but in any case, remember not to provoke him, but to spend a lot of effort to draw him in."

What he didn't notice was that the granddaughter's face was a bit unnatural, and he whispered, "Isn't it that this guy is single and looks as good as Chen Guanxi. He has a daughter and looks like him."

...

The next morning, after Ye Chen waited for the little guy to wash, the father and daughter went to the Pancheng bus station early.

Wumeng Prairie is located between Sige Township and Pingdi Township of Pancheng City. They gather for more than 300 kilometers and can only take a passenger car.

When they first arrived at the train station, they found that many people had gathered, including men and women. Most of them came from outside to see how they were dressed.

"Brother, are you going to Wumeng Prairie?"

A middle-aged man wearing a peaked cap and a yellow flag in his hand greeted him with a smile on his face.

Ye Chen nodded.

The smile on the face of the middle-aged man became brighter and brighter: "That's it, our tour group is specially responsible for taking outsiders like you to Wumeng Prairie.

There are currently two guests missing. If you want to see if you are with me, you can rest assured that we are a regular institution, the cost is absolutely cheap, and there is no bullying. "

Ye Chen just wanted to refuse, so he heard a warm and sound like a jade behind him.

"Can I count one?"

Looking back, I saw a woman with a mask and a pair of sunglasses coming over.

The woman was wearing a mid-length black t-shirt, tall and exuding a dusty temperament, as if it was inedible fireworks.

Behind the woman was a middle-aged man in a suit, such as a bodyguard.

"Yes, yes, very welcome." The middle-aged tour guide dropped Ye Chen directly and greeted him with enthusiasm.

In the presence of people like him who often deal with people, his eyes are not ordinary, and at a glance, women are recognized as rich or expensive.

Ye Chen smiled and didn't mind, picking up the little guy and leaving, at this moment, the woman suddenly called him: "Ye Chen?"

Ye Chen stagnated his steps and looked back, only to see the woman take off her sunglasses and mask, revealing a beautiful and suffocating face.

"Are you Xiaoya?" Ye Chen frowned slightly.

The woman smiled slightly: "I haven't seen you for a long time. I didn't expect to see you here."

Ye Chen laughed: "It's been a long time."

The woman in front of her was a former high school classmate. To be precise, she was a senior in high school. Ye Chen went to science, while Xiao Ya went to liberal arts.

When volunteering for the college entrance examination, Xiao Ya went directly to Yanjing Drama Academy to study acting, and later became a female star.

I haven't seen him for more than ten years, and I haven't even talked about the beauty, even my temperament has changed.

"You ... the star Xiao Ya you just won the Golden Horse Award last month?" The middle-aged tour guide looked at Xiao Ya stuttering.

Xiao Ya smiled slightly.

The middle-aged guide forcibly suppressed the excitement and laughed: "Since you are acquaintances, let's talk about the old together if you are together.

If you can pull more people, he will get one more commission, and the fool will not do it.

Ye Chen thought about it and nodded in agreement. Xiao Ya brought masks and sunglasses again.

The middle-aged tour guide immediately led the three people to a 50-seater bus. At this time, the people inside were almost seated. Ye Chen and Xiao Ya sat straight to the last row.

The two were very close to each other. As soon as they sat down, Ye Chen smelled the fragrant body fragrance uploaded from Xiao Ya's body, and his face was a bit unnatural.

Xiao Ya didn't notice his abnormality. A pair of beautiful eyes stayed on the little guy in Ye Chen's arms and smiled: "Ye Chen, is this your daughter?"

"Aunt Xiao, my name is Ye Mengmeng, and Meng is very cute." The little guy shrank into Ye Chen's arms.

"Hey, the little guy is so cute."

Xiao Ya laughed directly at the little guy, and pursed his lips and said, "Ye Chen, can I hug her?"

"Yes," Ye Chen laughed.

When Xiao Ya reached out and hugged the little guy, the man in a suit sitting beside her suddenly coughed a few times.

"Forget it, I'm afraid of falling over her." Xiao Ya looked stiff, and hurriedly withdrew her hand, smiling slightly.

Ye Chen could not help but glance deeply at the man in the suit, and saw his somber face that he did not say a word, which seemed to be a bit repulsive to himself and others.

He shook his head and said nothing more.

"Dad, they want to play games." The little kid gave a Hatch, and said a little bit slouching.

Ye Chen smiled and handed her cell phone to her. The little guy opened the glory of the king with a light touch, and directly logged in with Ye Chen's micro signal. His name was Lin Cheng Liu Dehua ...

"Meng Meng, do you still play with pesticides? How old are you?" Xiao Ya on the side was a little shocked, and even questioned.

The little boy poked his mouth and looked proudly: "Not only do people know how to pesticide, but they also eat chicken, little cass."

As she was talking, her game had already begun. The little guy played a Diao Chan and took the blood in minutes.

Not long after, a platinum round game was won by her 18 kills, and the mobile phone dialog interface deducted 6 for all.

The young man with a flat head and a sullen face next to Ye Chen was shocked: "Is the child so good now?"

"so far so good."

Ye Chen shook his head extremely modestly for the first time, but he couldn't hide the smile on his face.

If you let the opponent of the little guy know that their opponent is only a child more than four years old, it is estimated that they will go to the sky collectively.

To paraphrase that, across a network cable, you never know who your opponent is.

Therefore, do n’t let elementary school students come to lose the pot after losing the game. I do n’t know that the game industry is already a kindergarten.

at the same time.

The man in the suit sitting next to Xiao Ya also followed the little guy's glance, as if he had found it, and there was a shock in his eyes.

His lips moved a few times, and Xiao Ya's face changed, and the look of the little guy seemed to be hesitant and struggling.

(Ps: Chapter 2, come back, ask for a recommendation. This book has at least three chapters every day. Never change it every day, so brothers don't take the rhythm. Thank you for your support.