I am the Almighty King of the City

Chapter 179 President of the Martial Arts Association - He Yun

Mu Zixi slammed the door shut and sat beside the bed angrily, thinking that she must teach Ye Fan a lesson today.

"Let me in, I was wrong."

"Good idea, sleep on the sofa by yourself."

"Don't, this isn't going to cost me my life." Ye Fan wailed, newlyweds, it's the time when they know their taste, how can they bear the treatment of sleeping on the sofa.

After dawdling at the door for a long time, there was no movement inside the door.

Ye Fan gave up knocking on the door, turned around and ran to sit on the sofa in the living room.

Mu Zixi was lying on the side of the door, and when there was no sound outside the door, she immediately curled her lips, "This guy gave up so quickly."

After finishing speaking, he sat back on the bed angrily, and made up his mind completely that he must not open the door for this guy.

……

In the evening, Ye Fan bought some snacks and tempted him at the door: "Honey, I have your favorite sweet and sour pork ribs. Come out and eat them, or they will be cold."

Needless to say, Mu Zixi had already smelled the aroma in the room, she swallowed her saliva, suppressed her greed and hummed: "If you don't eat, you'll be full."

"Then I'll eat it myself."

As soon as the voice outside the door fell, there was no movement, and the sound of swallowing could be faintly heard.

"Dead man, rotten man!" Mu Zixi was so angry that he grabbed the pink plush bear next to him and grabbed it.

The pink hair was pulled out of shape, she was still angry, and threw the bear aside.

The scent kept spreading in the nose, and Mu Zixi didn't eat at noon because he was worried about Ye Fan. At this time, his stomach couldn't help it, and he growled.

"How can I punish myself with her mistakes?" Mu Zixi opened the door with bare feet, and walked towards the kitchen.

This has no conscience, I was worried about him all day, he didn't care about me at all, he didn't even ask me to eat the things he bought.

Hmm~ Even though you called me, you won’t call me a few more times.

The more I thought about it, the more wronged I became, and tears fell while walking.

Soon, Mu Zixi came to the door of the kitchen, and Ye Fan immediately found her trace. He was overjoyed and stepped forward to hug her small waist.

"Let go of me, you heartless." Mu Zixi struggled with both hands, but seeing that he couldn't struggle, angrily, he bit Ye Fan's shoulder hard.

"Hiss~" There was a sharp pain in his shoulder, and Ye Fan's face changed color, but he still didn't let go, but hugged him even tighter, as if he wanted to rub the girl in front of him into his body.

The smell of blood appeared on his lips, and Mu Zixi couldn't calm down. Seeing Ye Fan's painful appearance, he suddenly regretted it.

Hastily let go of her mouth, gently stroked the wound she left, and said softly, "Does it hurt?"

"It doesn't hurt." Ye Fan stroked her long hair, squeezed out a smile and said, "Aren't you angry?"

Mu Zixi shook her head, lowered her head and said, "I'm sorry."

"It's okay, I have rough skin and thick flesh, just a small injury."

The more Ye Fan was like this, the more guilty Mu Zixi felt.

"Let's eat first." Seeing that she didn't speak, Mark took her hand and slowly walked to the dining table.

I saw that it was full of food and hadn't been touched.

"You just..." Mu Zixi was stunned, she could clearly hear Ye Fan swallowing food.

Ye Fan smiled wryly, and slightly understood what was going on, and explained: "I wanted to lure you out on purpose, who knows, you did come out, but my shoulder suffered."

"Who made you so bad." Mu Zixi muttered, and took the initiative to serve him a meal, "Can you still eat by yourself?"

Ye Fan thought for a while, shook his head and said, "No."

"what."

The spoon was right next to his mouth, Ye Fan opened his mouth and swallowed it, Mu Zixi picked up another dish, and still fed it into Ye Fan's mouth.

It took nearly two hours to eat a meal, but both of them felt like they were enjoying it.

After tidying up the dishes, Ye Fan lay down on the bed, groggy, and just wanted to catch up on sleep before talking.

Mu Zixi found a small medicine box from nowhere, and took out gauze, scissors and liquid medicine from it, and must bandage Ye Fan.

"It's really not necessary. I'm in very good health, so that little injury is nothing."

"No, take off your clothes and take the medicine obediently, otherwise you won't be able to sleep."

Ye Fan was helpless, he couldn't hold back this stubborn little girl, turned over lightly, and his shirt had already been bumped into the corner by him.

"It's sloppy. You can't fold it up and put it away properly." Mu Zixi pouted, picked up the clothes left by Mark, folded them neatly, and put them on the chair.

Then she picked up the potion and walked over. Seeing that Ye Fan was naked, she couldn't help but gently pinched his waist.

The two of them are ridiculous these days, and they are extremely familiar with every inch of each other's body, so they don't feel shy at this time.

Ye Fan's hand dishonestly reached into her pink nightgown and slowly moved up.

"Slap." Mu Zixi slapped Ye Fan's dishonest palm off with a slap, her bright eyes were watery, and she said angrily, "Don't move around, I don't know about the medicine."

"Oh." Ye Fan pursed his lips, and didn't dare to move his palms anymore, obediently stroking his slender waist.

It's smooth and tender when you hold it in your hand.

Mu Zixi moved her body and gave him a hard look, but thinking that he was still injured, she didn't care about the mischievous hand on her waist.

"Huh?" Suddenly, Mu Zixi let out a soft sigh, pointed at Ye Fan's wound and said, "What's wrong with your wound..."

She didn't know how to describe it. She had clearly felt the strong smell of blood just now, which proved that the wound was not very shallow, but at this moment, there was only a shallow mark left on the wound, and the scab was almost coming out.

"What's the matter? There's a lot of fuss." Ye Fan followed Mu Zixi's gaze and saw the wound, and was also surprised.

But he is different from Mu Zixi, he is more than capable of accepting such things.

Even the systemic ones appeared, and the wounds healed faster, which didn't seem to be too surprising.

"I practice internal martial arts, just like the internal force in novels, you understand." Ye Fan casually found an explanation, and Mu Zixi didn't think too much. No matter what, good and fast are better than good. Slow and strong.

Seeing that Mu Zixi didn't ask anything, Ye Fan knew that she was understanding, so he couldn't help but kiss her.

The lips were attacked, Mu Zixi covered her cheeks, her blush was slightly rippling, her eyes rolled, and she stared at Ye Fan without blinking.

This look, like a silent invitation, Ye Fan closed her small medicine box, threw it elsewhere, and then pulled her down on the bed.

Mu Zixi snorted, closed his eyes, struggled a little, and let him do what he did.

The night filled the sky and passed away quietly.

On the second day, I don’t know when the sun was already hanging quietly in the sky, releasing a hot and bright light.

Ye Fan turned around, pouted his mouth, casually fiddled with the arm that was pressing on his chest, and slowly sat up.

"Oops, what time is it?"

He hurriedly looked at his watch, it was less than ten o'clock, Ye Fan breathed a sigh of relief, there was still time for tutoring.

Do you want to sleep a little longer?

Seeing that there was still time to go, his mind became groggy again, and his limbs began to feel sore. He just wanted to lie in bed and have a good rest.

Ye Fan glanced sideways at Mu Zixi who was sleeping soundly beside him, his smooth face exuded a smooth luster, and there was a hint of charm between his brows, probably because of being moisturized, his whole body became brighter.

He smiled wryly, really there were only exhausted cows and no plowed fields.

She begged for mercy so many times yesterday, but today she seems to be fine, and her back is sore and her legs are weak.

He put on his clothes with great perseverance, tidied up a bit, saw that Mu Zixi was still lazily lying on the bed, leaned down and kissed her gently on the head, and left the house.

After exercising, the feeling of soreness in limbs gradually faded away, and the whole person returned to his former vigor and youth.

Arriving at Qian Feng's house, Qian Feng cheered and hurriedly came up to him. He said excitedly: "Brother Ye, you were so awesome yesterday. That Deng Wei made such a tinkling sound that you took care of it in just a few strokes."

Qian Feng is convinced of Ye Fan now, he thought that Ye Fan is about the same age as him, even if his skill is better than him, the gap will not be too big.

But after looking at it yesterday, he knew that he might not be able to surpass Ye Fan for a while.

With this thought, the idea of ​​rivalry deep in his heart completely disappeared, replaced by a feeling of pride.

Ye Fan didn't know his complicated thoughts, just hit a Deng Wei, nothing to brag about at all.

He never fights uncertain battles, so he has done a lot of research on Deng Wei. Apart from his family background, he basically knows Deng Wei's martial arts skills.

It’s not surprising that you can win if you calculate mentally but not intentionally.

"Brother Ye, can you tell me that Deng Wei's punch was so powerful and heavy, you two are so different in size, why did he fall instead?"

Qian Feng pressed Ye Fan on the sofa and rubbed his shoulders obsequiously. He really had too many puzzles and wanted Ye Fan to help answer them.

Ye Fan chuckled, without hiding it, and said: "You look simple, but in fact, there are many ways inside. Deng Wei grew up in Shaolin since he was a child, and his external skills are extremely strong. Competing with him in terms of physical strength is a big deal." wisdom……"

Ye Fan explained to Qian Feng here, at the same time, in a medical room, Zhang Lihan asked the same question with a frowning face.

Deng Wei coughed twice, fell into reminiscence, and after a while, said slowly: "I don't know exactly what happened, I just know that the moment I came into contact with him, all my strength seemed to hit the empty space , and just when I was counterattacked by my own strength, an astonishing power came out of the opponent's body."

Ye Fan: "I have no intention of doing mental arithmetic, and I used the soft power of Tai Chi to transfer all Deng Wei's power to the ground. When his strength was exhausted, combined with my own strength, I instantly converted it into a domineering strength. In this way, no matter how much his external strength is Even if he is strong, he can't bear the combined impact of my strength and his own."

Qian Feng was stunned when he heard this, he never thought that martial arts had such a flexible application of skills. For a moment, he only felt a brand new door that he had never seen before slowly opened to him.

On the other hand, Deng Wei closed his eyes after he finished speaking. He was seriously injured. According to the doctor, even if he could use force in the future, he should not use too much force.

Zhang Li squinted at Deng Wei who was on the hospital bed, and walked out of the hospital without saying a word.

A useless cripple obviously doesn't deserve his time here.

……

Qian Feng was generally motivated, and he studied very seriously. Ye Fan taught some basic kung fu, and then went to the Martial Arts Association.

Most of the faces of the Chuanwu Association were very ugly when they saw him, which made it difficult for Ye Fan to understand.

Logically speaking, I am their life-saving straw, so why do they all have this expression now...

Until He Yun came over and said quietly: "Although your odds were high yesterday, no one favored you..."

He just made a start, and Ye Fan understood that these people probably put all their worth in this bet.

He sneered unconsciously. He deserved it because he blamed himself for his poor vision.

Moreover, underground casinos are obviously illegal.

However, he also knows that some things are extremely difficult to clean up, and when the water is clear, there will be no fish.

He has no intention of seeking justice, but he doesn't really have a good impression of people like this who lose money and then come back to ruin their character.

"Mr. Ye, you are doing very well."

He Yun led him to the office, and when there were only the two of them left, his emotions instantly became agitated.

Ye Fan won the game yesterday, which had the greatest impact on him.

"You know Mr. Ye, I haven't been able to eat well or sleep well recently because I'm afraid that the Martial Arts Association will be defeated by me.

Well now, yesterday's victory was a slap in the face for those who looked down on Chuanwu. "

Ye Fan drank his saliva calmly, "Why are you so excited? Even if the Chuanwu Association collapses, you won't be able to earn enough money, and you will live the same chic life for the rest of your life."

"Ah." He Yun was stunned, and sighed pretentiously, "I know you look down on me, thinking that I'm just a businessman who wants to make money and ruin the reputation of martial arts."

"I didn't mean that. You said this yourself..." Ye Fan explained quickly.

He Yun waved his hand and continued: "Actually, what you said is not wrong. The original intention of establishing the Martial Arts Association was to make money."

"But how much do you think I can spend at my age?"

Before Ye Fan could answer, He Yun replied by himself: "Even if I try my best to spend the money, even if I don't do anything, the money will never be spent."

"After having money, a person's heart will become bigger, because the world he sees with his eyes is completely different."

"It's like I used to think about every detail for eighty cents, but now that it falls on the ground, I don't even bother to bend down to pick it up."

Ye Fan thinks so deeply, he is completely different from the man he was without the system and the man after the system.

A person is still the same person, but the things he contacts have changed, and his ideology will naturally change accordingly.

"At that time, I was thinking that the martial arts had been passed down for thousands of years and was famous both at home and abroad. Why was it so devalued in modern times that it was so worthless?"

"I have begged those masters, but they have no intention of going out. I know that they are not only unwilling to go out, but more afraid, they are afraid of losing."

Speaking of this, He Yun sneered and said: "In my eyes, they are not even as good as me, a person who doesn't know martial arts. A coward who dare not even accept challenges, Chuanwu will be defeated by them sooner or later."

"To tell you the truth, I also practiced Chuanwu before, but my aptitude was not good, and I couldn't even enter the low threshold of Chuanwu. I was just an outer disciple in Wudang Mountain, but now, even those Chuanwu, the master Who dares to say that I have contributed more to Chuanwu?"

He Yun straightened his chest and raised his head, a flush of excitement flashed across his face, he was extremely proud.

(End of this chapter)