Supreme Martial Artist

Chapter 2082 I'm afraid of hurting you!

But in Ye Xinghe's eyes, all this is in vain.

Still punched out.

Not surprisingly, Wu Honglun's long stick was bent.

Then it turned back hard and hit him.

There was a crisp 'click' sound, which directly hit his upper body and broke countless bones.

His face was covered with blood, and he was even more miserable than Li Bicheng and others just now!

Everyone felt incredible.

Why couldn't Wu Honglun even sustain a punch under him?

Even Wang Maoyi's eyelids were twitching wildly, and he thought to himself: "This Ye Beichen feels like he can hit anyone with one punch, but no matter how strong or weak he is, he is no match for him!"

"It seems that he has hidden it deeply, and what he reveals now is far from his true strength. This person is very valuable to win over!"

Ye Xinghe stepped on Wu Honglun's head and glanced at the other people in the yard.

"From now on, I am the captain of this team. Do any of you have any questions?"

"Of course there is no problem!"

Who dares to have questions!

Even Wu Honglun, the strongest among them all, was dismissed by Ye Xinghe in an understatement and stepped into the dust.

Who among them dares to explode!

At this point, Ye Xinghe has confirmed his position in this team.

Wang Maoyi saw his strength and left in a hurry.

Ye Xinghe chose the largest and best upper room in this small courtyard and lived in it.

Naturally no one dared to object.

After a while, servants brought various food and drinks, as well as some cultivation resources.

Everyone was waiting there honestly.

After Ye Xinghe took the largest share, he divided the rest.

Ye Xinghe looked at all this leisurely and smiled lowly.

"This is strength! Moreover, these are not the only benefits!"

Ye Xinghe wanted to take this opportunity to establish his authority!

Hidden among the crowd, not showing mountains, not showing water.

It doesn't mean that he has to swallow his anger and accept instructions.

Quite the opposite is true.

If you swallow your anger and accept others' instructions at this time.

Then when they take action in three days, they will most likely be used as cannon fodder and pushed to the front.

When the time comes for you to be cannon fodder, will you go or not?

If you don't go, all your previous forbearance will be in vain, and it will arouse suspicion.

If you go, you have to carry the most dangerous thing yourself.

So Ye Xinghe thought very clearly.

Now we need to establish our authority and create a small reputation so that they don't dare to attack us.

By then, he might still be able to have a certain say in this royal family.

If this is the case, it will be more beneficial to your situation!

And it didn't surprise him.

Later in the evening, Wang Maoyi came to visit again during the night.

He smiled and said: "Brother Ye, please come with me. The head of the family wants to see you and discuss important matters!"

Ye Xinghe nodded.

Soon, he followed him to the backyard of the royal family, a hidden pavilion.

Stepping into it, I saw that there were already more than a dozen people inside.

Seeing the two people walking in, everyone's eyes turned towards them.

To be precise, it fell on Ye Xinghe.

Looking at it with some suspicion.

Ye Xinghe saw the white-haired old man sitting in the middle, who was quite tall.

Wearing a brocade robe, there is a bit of shrewdness and strength between his eyebrows.

He stood up, cupped his hands and said with a smile: "Brother Ye, please sit down, please sit down!"

He introduced to everyone: "Everyone, this is Brother Ye!"

"It was the strong man who killed his neighbor Lin Chengzhong with one sword in the restaurant that day!"

This person is Wang Zhihua, the head of the royal family.

When everyone heard this, they were all in vain.

Many people's faces showed a bit more caution.

Ye Beichen had proved his strength by killing Lin Chengzhong.

But there was one person who glanced at Ye Xinghe and snorted coldly.

The man said disdainfully: "Lin Chengzhong is just an ordinary member of a small family with average strength. Killing him is nothing. What is there to brag about!"

There was a lot of disdain in his words.

The person who spoke was a short, fat middle-aged man.

After hearing this, Ye Xinghe didn't bother to pay attention to him.

He bowed his hands to everyone, walked to the only empty seat, and prepared to sit down.

Everyone came together, obviously waiting for him.

Ye Xinghe just wanted to sit down, but he didn't expect it.

The short, stocky middle-aged man who had made the sarcastic comment just now was sitting next to him.

At this time, he smiled and stepped on it with one foot.

Then he turned his head and didn't look at Ye Xinghe.

Ye Xinghe smiled slightly.

"Brother, please move your feet."

Seeing him speaking so politely, the stocky middle-aged man became more and more proud and laughed.

"If you can, just come and sit by yourself!"

Ye Xinghe smiled and said: "I'm afraid of hurting you."

"What!"

When the short man heard this, he became furious and felt humiliated.

He snapped: "What did you say, you little brat!"

Ye Xinghe shook his head, looked at Wang Zhihua, and said with some embarrassment: "I'm sorry, Master, but the master you invited may be one less."

At this time, the stocky middle-aged man was extremely angry and felt that he had been greatly provoked.

If you endure it, you don’t know what will happen next.

He let out a low roar and slashed directly at Ye Xinghe with the knife in his hand, not holding back at all.

Everyone was shocked and shouted, "What are you doing!"

"It's just a conflict, why do you use magic weapons directly? Let's talk it out, and if it doesn't work, let's have a fight!"

In their opinion, Ye Beichen was probably not his opponent after the knife fell.

Only Wang Maoyi was holding his arms at this time, but he had an expression of watching a good show.

The next moment, Ye Xinghe threw a punch, and then there was a scream.

The knife in the short and strong middle-aged man's hand was directly broken.

He was then seriously injured by this punch and flew out.

But before he flew out, Ye Xinghe grabbed his neck with one hand and grabbed him back!

Ye Xinghe lifted him up high with one hand and looked at him with a smile.

The short and strong middle-aged man's face was full of panic and fear, and there was no arrogance just now.

He squeezed out a few words from his teeth with difficulty.

"I am blind, sir, please don't be rude to me, let me go!"

Ye Xinghe laughed and lifted him up like a dead dog.

He rubbed the chair vigorously to clean off the dirt.

Then he sat on it.

He threw him back and threw him directly into the courtyard outside.

The man fell to the ground and screamed again.

Ye Xinghe clapped his hands and smiled, "Okay, now we can talk about business."

After this scene, everyone's faces were full of awe.

They realized that this young man named Ye Beichen seemed not very old, but his strength was absolutely strong!

He was not someone who could be easily provoked.

Everyone suddenly became very polite to him, even with a bit of respect.

Wang Zhihua also had a strange light in his eyes.

"Is this person so strong? Then my plan has at least increased its chances by 20%!"