In the afternoon of that day, heavy rains poured.

Ye Chen took Yang Tian and others out of the old forest and rushed from the northeast to Tiannan. When he passed by the sky above the capital, his figure couldn't help but pause, looked down at a certain location below, and his eyes flashed.

The Old Ancestor Huangquan next to him immediately asked: "Fellow Daoist Ye, what's wrong?"

With Ye Chen's help, he had already stabilized his realm, and even the consumed soul power was restored.

"It's okay, I feel a hint of acquaintance!"

Ye Chen frowned slightly, then looked at the ancestor Huangquan: "Ancestor, you protect them and wait for me here for a few minutes, and I will come when I go!"

After saying that, he immediately surrendered.

In the capital city, it was raining heavily, and the streets were filled with deep rain. Two or three figures were rushing home on the road, which was very deserted.

But in a bar in the eastern suburbs of the capital, it was very lively at this moment, with countless screams and roars coming from it.

This bar is called Yese Bar. It is at most an ordinary bar in the eastern suburbs of the capital, but the popularity has surpassed other bars in recent days.

In addition to the booth and dance floor, this bar also has one more facility, which is the ring!!!

The bar owner set up a special ring and invited many people to fight on stage. The scene of blood that was so full of people every day made the bar full of people.

On the huge ring.

At this moment, a man in his thirties was beaten backwards. The man was covered in blood and limped on his left foot.

His opponent was a sinister young man in black. The corners of his mouth were full of cruel smiles, and his fists brought out the sound of breaking through the air, hitting the lame man firmly.

From beginning to end, the lame man never made a sound. Every time he was knocked down, he would stand up with all his might, as if he could not be beaten.

"Beat him to death, beat that disabled person to death. The labor and capital will be one million. No, ten million. If you win, it will be yours!"

"Hehe, don't underestimate that cripple. It is said that he was once the major general of our country. The famous Yan Nanfei!"

“…

Countless people stood outside the ring, roaring wildly at the ring, and some people kept throwing money on the stage, their faces full of bloodthirsty.

Ye Chen squeezed into the crowd and looked up at the ring. When his eyes fell on the lame young man, his eyes couldn't help but condense.

It’s hard to fly!

The former major general of the Chinese Army, an upright and passionate pillar of the country, was shocked by the enemy in all directions at a young age!

Not only that, the other party, Li Yunxiao, Han Qinhu and others are the few friends Ye Chen has in the capital!

What Ye Chen didn't expect was that he would fall to this point.

While he was stunned, the sinister man on the stage punched Yan Nanfei's face with an extremely vicious blow, and a bloodline was raised in the air. Yan Nanfei's body suddenly slammed heavily under the ring.

Under that punch, all his eyebrows burst, and the shocking blood flowed out desperately, scaring the onlookers so much that they subconsciously retreated.

He subconsciously wanted to stand up, and the sinister man on the stage rushed forward, stepped on him in the air, looked down at him from a high point and said, "It's too weak, the Major General of the Chinese Army? But that's it!"

"You...you can insult me!"

Yan Nanfei twisted his body hard, bleeding foaming from his mouth, staring at him with his eyes: "But no...can't insult the sea... Navy!!!"

"Bad, I'm against you!"

The sinister man stepped on his face with his feet, and a cruel smile appeared on the corner of his mouth: "Not only you are a waste, but all the practitioners in your country of China are waste, especially your so-called number one in China, Ye Nankuang!"

"The person named Ye died early and did not fall into my hands with Du Qiang, otherwise I would definitely let him know what life is worse than death!!!"

However, he found that Yan Nanfei was looking at him with disdain, and in that gaze seemed to mock a man who was ignorant of the world.

Du Qiang was angry and embarrassed: "Baoshi, what are your eyes?"

"Just because you deserve to mention Ye... Ye Supreme?"

Yan Nanfei laughed in great weakness: "When Ye... when the Supreme Lord Ye is alive, you... the so-called genius you have been to three days is just a joke!"

"Bang!"

Du Qiang put his kick heavily on his chest: "Say, Ye Nankuang, the number one in China, is just a garbage, shit, and a waste, otherwise I will kill you now!"

This kick made Yan Nanfei spit blood and roll his eyes. However, he opened his mouth and spitted blood foam at Du Qiang, and his disdain became more and more obvious.

Although Du Qiang easily avoided the blood foam, the anger on his face became stronger and stronger: "Baoshi, since you are determined to die, I will fulfill you today!"

After saying that, he stepped on Yan Nanfei's head!

As a first-level martial master, Yan Nanfei is just a top master. If he steps down, it will definitely be the end of his head!

However, Yan Nanfei closed his eyes calmly and laughed: "Zhizun Ye, it's Yan's incompetence. On the day your Ye family was destroyed, Yan couldn't help him. Today I will come down to apologize to you!"

But the next moment!

He suddenly felt that the foot did not step down, but instead a warm and fishy liquid splashed on his face!

It's blood!

Yan Nanfei was confused...

At this moment, an extremely shrill scream rang in his ear: "Ahhh, my feet, my feet!!!"

Yan Nanfei opened his eyes immediately, but the scene that caught his eyes surprised him. The left foot that Du Qiang stepped towards him exploded from below his waist at this moment!

Countless flesh and blood are flying everywhere!

Du Qiang himself fell to the ground, his face turned pale, and there were shrill screams from his mouth.

“Wow…”

This sudden and extremely bloody scene immediately made many people take a few steps back, and then they looked at the scene in front of them with numbness.

No one saw clearly what was going on. The only thing he saw clearly was that Du Qiang's foot suddenly exploded when he was about to step on Yan Nanfei's head.

"Swish swish swish swish..."

Several powerful figures quickly flew down from the second floor of the bar, leading a middle-aged man with a gaze like a falcon.

The middle-aged man looked around and his eyes finally fell on Du Qiang, and his pupils shrank: "Du Qiang, who hurts you?"

"I...I don't know!"

Du Qiang's face twitched: "But the murderer must be hidden in the crowd. Second uncle, you must find it out, kill him for me, and kill him!!!"

"Who is it? How dare you hurt Du Qiang?"

The middle-aged man sank, his eyes lit up around him with cold eyes, full of murderous intent: "If you have the will, stand up, I want to see who is sacred?!!"

"boom……"

The people around him completely changed their color and retreated in unison, fearing that they would implicate themselves.

As they retreated, a thin figure slowly appeared in everyone's sight.

The other party did not move at all, his eyes were as cold as a knife.
Chapter completed!