The Romantic Soldier King

Hero, sad beauty trial!

Ye Cheng suddenly stood up. The woman beside him turned around and continued to sleep soundly. No one knew what she was talking about, but a smile still hung on her face. He calmed down.

Ye Cheng, who had been having few dreams, had had an unlucky dream last night. However, when he woke up, he had almost forgotten about it.

He got off the bed and started practicing martial arts in the yard. His strong body was full of scars, and he looked cold and hard. At this moment, he looked even more cool and refreshing.

Ye Cheng quickly took a shower and put on some light clothing before walking down the stairs to the courtyard. He caught everyone off guard and started his battle. The two fought back and forth, exchanging blows. It was a draw.

"Use all your strength!" The old man, who had not been able to finish his attack for a long time, shouted at Ye Cheng.

Ye Cheng chuckled and quickly countered with dozens of punches. When he forced the old man to the fountain, he suddenly leaped into the air, changed his posture, and bent his knees to attack the old man's head.

With a loud shout, he leaped backwards, dodging Ye Cheng's fist. When his knee reached the front of the door, he had nowhere else to hide. He folded his hands together and stretched them forward.

"Alright!"

He held his breath and did not retreat. His eyes were fixed on the old man as he extended his left arm forward. When his opponent was still trying to dodge, he raised his foot and kicked at the old man's leg.

The old man flew backwards, crashing into the sculpture behind him.

He arrived in front of the sculpture even faster than Ye Chen. He grabbed the elder's waist and lifted him back up to the ground.

"The boss' ability has improved by quite a bit."

"Not bad!" You could have dodged that kick, but why? " Ye Cheng wasn't excited because he had won. If he had used the power of the metal sun against the old man, he would not have had the chance to fight back at all.

"It was just a slip of the hand!"

The old man picked up the clothes on the floor and put them on before entering the room. Ye Cheng walked into the kitchen and prepared breakfast.

Today, she had to go back to the Azure Dragon Group to study and manage. Ye Cheng stared at her curiously, not knowing when this little fellow had started working from 9 to 5. He didn't ask her and only occasionally heard from Sang Huihui that the Azure Dragon was not feeling well recently, so he wondered when he should pay a visit to her.

"Hubby, are you free this weekend?"

"It's still hard to say!"

"Even if you don't have the time, make room for me. This weekend is the day for me to sign the contract with the Star Moon Group."

Pow! After placing the cup on the table, Ye Cheng raised his head.

"I know what you're going to say. Business is business, I just think it's profitable."

"Got it!" "No matter how busy I am, I will still spare some time."

Lei Zi Han made an 'ok' gesture, picked up the jam bread and hurriedly went out.

At nine o'clock, Ye Cheng waited for the old man to get on the carriage and headed towards Eastsea City.

Today was the day of Leng Yifan's funeral, and even without the other party's request, she would still clap people to keep order in the annex. Firstly, he was afraid of the internal strife within the society, and secondly, he was afraid of seeking revenge from the outside world.

At less than ten o'clock, many people arrived in the cemetery. They were all dressed in black, and their expressions were heavy.

At ten o'clock, the burial ceremony officially began.

Under the eulogy of the priest, the people who were watching the ceremony all came forward, bowed and threw down the little white flower.

Leng Ying represented Leng Yifan's family members standing to the side, accepting the mourning of the guests. It was quite strange, although Leng Yifan was a member of the Leng Clan, there were no Leng Clan present at the scene.

"Leng Yifan doesn't have any other relatives?"

"Parents died in an accident. There were no siblings. Only one uncle was still in Taiwan. According to the Leng Clan's custom, this kind of scene is against the rules. "

"You know the Leng Clan very well!"

The elder smiled but did not answer.

Halfway through the ceremony, a commotion suddenly broke out behind the dense crowd. The crowd automatically parted on both sides, and from the very end, a woman walked in, followed by a man dressed in black. However, his white clothes formed an extremely dazzling contrast.

"Young Miss!" The old man cried out anxiously.

Ye Cheng forgot about the past. He never thought that he would meet this Little Qian in such a manner.

The little miss walked in front of Leng Yifan. After three bows, he dropped a white flower. Looking at it from afar, she frowned.

"Why didn't you inform the others?"

"Where did little miss go? You made it easy for your subordinates to find her. Do you know that I'm worried about you?"

"Thank you, Second Uncle's worry!" I'm fine. " "The little miss smiled at Leng Zhao." However, I haven't heard the news from my father that the Hong Alliance is about to leave the East China Sea.

"Miss, this is not the time to talk about this. I hope you will show some respect to the deceased." Leng Zhao said with a cold expression.

"I'm sorry! I feel that the respect I have for Leng Yifan does not need to be reflected in this aspect.

As the little miss said this, she clapped her hands. A middle-aged man was supported to Leng Yifan's tombstone.

Leng Zhao looked at the short haired man and snorted coldly, then pulled the little miss to the side. What are you doing? "

"Second Uncle doesn't feel that Leng Yifan left in such a pitiful manner. He didn't even send his family off. How can he die peacefully?"

The appearance of the middle-aged man filled the entire venue with grief and indignation, most of the people who came to watch the ceremony were Leng Yifan's lackeys, although their boss did not have much ability, but their opponents were still not bad, and now their boss had mysteriously died, and had an irreconcilable hatred for them.

At the same time that Leng Zhao shouted, someone shouted loudly, and the whole audience was brimming with the desire to avenge Leng Yifan.

She raised her hand to calm everyone down, then said in a loud voice, "Leng Yifan's death is definitely not in vain. The people of our Hong Alliance are actually afraid of death, and we will not leave the East China Sea. We will bring the Hong Alliance to glory here."

Along with the young miss' heroic spirit, the morale of the East China Sea suddenly rose. One by one, they began to follow the young miss's lead, wanting to reestablish the status of the Hong Alliance in the East China Sea.

The little miss looked back at Leng Zhao, and a confident smile appeared at the corner of his mouth, "Second Uncle, there is no hope of opposing the will of the people right? Leng Yifan's death cannot be let go just like that. Great uncle, we will definitely find the murderer for Leng Yifan. "

The middle-aged man held the little miss' hand and shakily nodded, "Please."

In such a situation, Leng Ying was left speechless. He stood aside with a dark expression, the two bodyguards behind him were staring at the little miss, as if they had a motive to take action at all times.

Ye Cheng tilted his head. He didn't think that this Old Qian would actually incite people. Using the public's will to achieve his goal was a risky move. If Leng Xian were to bribe all of Leng Yifan's subordinates, the little miss' appearance would be like catching a turtle in a jar.

The old fart left Ye Cheng's side. He slowly approached the cold omen like a rabbit. Ye Cheng raised his eyebrows and sneaked in from the right. The two of them stopped behind the bodyguard and took out his dagger. Ye Cheng immediately recognized this blade as a gift from Black Bear when he was selected to be a spy.

Would a person who couldn't forget their old relationship be a traitor?

Leng Zhao gloomily stared at the young miss as he presided over the event. When the ceremony was coming to its end, he walked out, paid his respects, and had his great-uncle sent to the carriage.

The little miss stretched out her hand, blocking Leng Zhao's path.

"Uncle just got off the plane and is very tired. Second Uncle, why don't we talk later?" As she spoke, she told her own men to take her great-uncle away, not giving Leng Zhao any chance to escape.

"The corner of Leng Zhao's mouth twitched. He had always been patient in front of everyone." Young Miss has the final say. "

The two of them watched as the dirt was covered up and the tombstone was erected before they slowly walked out of the cemetery.

"These days, Second Uncle has worked hard!"

"Little miss, your actions just now made me very embarrassed. The news of the Hong Alliance evacuating from the East China Sea has been spread. Do you want to gather your strength to oppose me?"

"Second Uncle's words are wrong!" This was a port city, and whether it was a trading transaction or the development of a society, it was a promising place. If Second Uncle were to leave here because of Leng Yifan's incompetence, wouldn't the Hong Alliance be ridiculed by the world? I would actually like to ask second uncle what his intentions are! "

"The little miss stood still and stared at Leng Zhao contemptuously as he giggled." Second Uncle, you look too familiar! I look scared! Secondly, what did Leng Yifan do in the East China Sea? "I'm not sure yet, but the Hong Alliance is being watched by the police right now, and this is not a good thing for us, who are preparing to wash our faces clean. Second Uncle, have you forgotten Father's original intention?

"Humph, this is his old-fashioned way of thinking!" "Since ancient times, no industry has been inseparable from gangs."

"So, Second Uncle and the people of the Island Nation must be handed over to open up a new world? Do you remember the pledge that the Hong Alliance made back then? "

Leng Zhao stared coldly at the little miss' back. He secretly aimed a finger at her, and the two bodyguards behind him slowly moved closer.

The little miss was in the lead, and she could hear the movements behind her. With her own strength, she could handle one person, but if the two of them entered the palace at the same time, coupled with the cold aura, she would definitely lose.

"Second Uncle, where did you get that bodyguard? He's quite skilled."

As soon as he said that, Leng Zhao suddenly raised his fist and made a retracting gesture. The two bodyguards slowly stopped in their tracks.

The young miss exhaled a breath! But just as she was about to relax, Leng Zhao snapped his fingers again, and two bodyguards rushed forward. They had just passed the place where the police were squatting, so it was not the right time to strike.

The little miss felt the strong wind coming from her left, so she dodged to the side. She spun her heels, and after half a circle, she grabbed a handful of the air and swung it at the incoming bodyguard.

"Second Uncle, what do you mean by this?"

Leng Zhao opened his eyes wide, pretending to berate, "It's the wrong way, it's the wrong way! What are you doing? "

The little miss let out an angry roar as she kicked at the bodyguard, her body leapt up and her hands grabbed onto the handle of her sabre as she stabbed it into the bodyguard's chest.

Clang!

The bodyguard caught the broken blade with his bare hands and used all his strength to push the little miss down, raising his fist and throwing it out.

"Don't kill her!" Leng Zhao ordered coldly from the side.

Ye Cheng pushed him to the ground before he even made a move.

The two of them watched helplessly as the little miss was escorted by two bodyguards to the car. After taking a few glances around, Leng Zhao got into the car and left the cemetery.

"F * ck!" The old man broke free from Ye Cheng's hold and chased after him.

The car moved further and further away, and when the old man reached the gate of the cemetery, it was already too late. He could only watch as the car left his sight, then he punched the wall in frustration.

"Don't worry, they won't be able to escape!" Ye Cheng patted the elder's shoulder and dialed his phone! " "Blue-black Subaru, head down the mountain. There are five people in the carriage."

The old man stared at Ye Cheng. Seeing Ye Cheng's calm look, it seemed like he had already prepared for this.

"If you stare at me like that, you will be misunderstood!"