The old ancestral hall looked increasingly dilapidated and mottled under the afterglow of the setting sun.

Only the grand regulations that still exist, the stretched fonts on the incomplete plaque, and some inscriptions illustrate the former glory of this ancestral hall.

The dark door opened slightly, and Ye Sihai walked straight into the door without saying hello.

The car coming from behind had stopped, and several top drivers got out of the car. They leaned against the eye-catching racing car and looked at Chen Fan and Chen Fan with their hands folded.

The others were of different ages and appearances, but without exception, they all exuded a strong aura of gangsterism.

Some people still had guns in their hands, or had bulging bags on their waists, but they didn't come close. They looked at Chen Fan from a distance, with somewhat unkind expressions on their faces.

These cars and people surrounded the entire Ye ancestral hall and blocked the way, leaving Chen Fan with no way to leave.

"Tianjiao?"

Wei Bingying was still a little nervous.

Chen Fan looked at the door of this ancestral hall and felt an inexplicable aura existing inside the slightly open door.

He didn't hesitate and walked over.

Wei Bingying quickly followed.

After crossing the corroded and tattered threshold, the two entered the Ye family ancestral hall.

At dusk, the ancestral hall was dimly lit and empty. There was only a solitary tablet placed on the niche where the spiritual tablet was stored.

"Therefore, let's first examine Ye Gong's spiritual position in the world!"

This spiritual tablet is made of rosewood. The characters on it are deep in meaning, extraordinary in momentum, and majestic. It is clearly written by a famous artist.

Ye Sihai stood in front of the memorial tablet, lit three incense sticks, and inserted the incense into the furnace.

Wei Bingying looked at the words on the tablet and then at Ye Sihai himself, looking surprised.

In this ancestral hall, besides Ye Sihai, there was another person.

That man also had yellow skin and black hair, but his facial contours were rougher, with a pair of green eyes in his eye sockets that were deeper than the average person. He was tall and quite old.

The aura that Chen Fan felt before came from this person, giving Chen Fan a strange and unique feeling.

When Chen Fan looked over, the man also looked towards him. His eyes were as fierce and cunning as a wolf's, and he was staring at him with eagerness.

Obviously, this person should be Ye Sihai's source of confidence and reliance.

After placing the incense, Ye Sihai turned around and looked at Chen Fan, his eyes clearly filled with condescending scrutiny.

"Chen Tianjiao, do you know you are about to die?"

Examining Chen Fan, Ye Sihai made a surprising statement.

Chen Fan laughed when he heard this and said, "Just you and your people?"

"You misunderstood me, I didn't want to kill you!"

Ye Sihai said proudly: "Those things on the road were just a test. If I really wanted to kill you, I would not have given you a chance to escape. I would have sealed the road long ago and planted explosives to blow up your car."

"Even if you don't die, you will still be injured, and it will be easy to kill you then!"

Chen Fan was heartbroken when he heard this.

Ye Sihai learned the lesson from the Brotherhood and arranged explosives instead.

He was disdainful of this, but Wei Bingying next to her was frightened.

She thought that the dangers she encountered along the way were extremely critical and could lead to death at every turn.

Listening to Ye Sihai's tone now, he is showing mercy?

If he really showed no mercy, how arrogant would Ye Sihai be?

"Then I have to thank you for not killing me?" Chen Fan said sarcastically.

"That's not necessary!"

Ye Sihai said: "The leader of this sect, Corporal Li Xian, is eager for talents. Real talents are worthy of me, and I will go out and recruit them myself."

Chen Fan felt a sense of absurdity in his heart.

I thought this person was normal before, but now it seems that the first impression is obviously not accurate.

And judging from this performance, it is unlikely that this 'Ye Sihai' is a member of the Brotherhood.

"I heard you right, you want to recruit me?" Chen Fan asked.

"I know you disdain this in your heart, but I will make you surrender."

Ye Sihai smiled proudly, tilted his head and said: "Jin Hai!"

The old man who had been silent nodded and took a step forward.

Then, I saw him open his hand and wave towards the door.

Silently, the door seemed to be closed and closed by an invisible hand, and the wooden door in disrepair creaked.

Wei Bingying had never seen such a scene before and couldn't help but be horrified.

What is this, magic?

Chen Fan looked very calm, with a smile on his lips.

The old man's attack showed no energy fluctuations, and he should have used a special secret method such as telekinesis.

But what does this mean?

Of course, Ye Sihai and the old man also knew that this could not suppress Chen Fan, so the old man opened his hand again.

The air in the room began to flow violently, and then the tablets on the shrine were trembling and floating.

Intangible and without substance, the tablet hung in mid-air, spinning rapidly.

Wei Bingying stared straight at it, looking shocked.

The tablets were quickly dropped and returned to the table.

But the old man turned his head and looked at Wei Bingying.

Wei Bingying instinctively felt something was wrong and took two steps back.

In the next moment, she floated up involuntarily, as if controlled by an invisible hand, floating into the air one meter above the ground.

She struggled hard, but she couldn't get free at all.

Chen Fan's eyes became gloomy, and he suddenly waved his hand and punched the old man.

There is no outward display of energy, but there is a fighting spirit surging into the sky.

In an instant, Wei Bingying felt that the invisible hand controlling her shattered, and she fell to the ground, letting out a muffled groan.

A chill flashed in the old man's eyes, and without thinking, he raised his hand and pointed towards Chen Fan.

His green eyes seemed to be enlarging and turning into a whirlpool.

In this vortex, there are countless stars and worlds, which are deep and vast.

The air was vibrating, and an invisible sharp intention pierced directly towards Chen Fan's eyebrows.

Chen Fan suddenly felt a stinging pain in the middle of his eyebrows, as if he was about to be pierced, and there was also a sharp pain in his head.

In the eyes of others, this is undoubtedly a bit evil, but in Chen Fan's eyes, it is not surprising.

After experiencing it personally, he knew that this was just some innate superpower.

Perhaps, it can also be regarded as spiritual practice.

In the underground world around the world, there are many people with extraordinary talents, but few are as strong as this old man.

But to Chen Fan, it does not pose any threat.

If it were a martial arts master who showed his inner energy to the outside, he might still pay attention to it, but this kind of mental ability is just a child's trick in front of his overwhelming fighting spirit.

With a sneer, Chen Fan pointed his fingers like a sword, raising his hand and swiping with his fingers.

Stinging, there seemed to be a crackling sound in the air.

The two spiritual forces collided together, formless and without substance, but the old man's expression was stern. After taking a few steps back, his body shook suddenly.

"Is it interesting to play this little trick on a woman?"

Chen Fan spoke indifferently, with a serious tone: "Come at me, if you can control me, then that's your ability!"

The old man was still unwilling to give in. He opened his hands and shouted something.

With a bang, the wall shattered, and broken stones and broken bricks suddenly flew up, whizzing towards Chen Fan like bullets.

Ye Sihai quickly retreated to avoid it.

Chen Fan's eyes turned cold and he said: "Ye Sihai, with your little ability, you want to recruit me, are you worthy?"

He raised his hand and punched.

The inner energy is released outward, and the fist is soaring into the sky, crushing all the flying rubble.

"You are also a warrior, don't you know how strong the will of a strong martial artist is?"

The strength of the fist does not weaken and extends.

The old man's expression changed drastically, and when he put his hands together, an invisible barrier formed in front of him.

This layer of barrier can be said to be very strong, but it cannot stop Chen Fan's punch.

After a loud bang, the old man's body shook and flew backwards, completely embedded in the wall.

The already dilapidated ancestral hall of the Ye family is on the verge of collapse.

Ye Sihai shook his head, a little disappointed, and said, "Come in, everyone."

As soon as he finished speaking, several figures came out from the other side of his room, their breaths were calm, and they were walking like a dragon or a tiger.
Chapter completed!