Luo Jian was furious and said: "This villa garden is an important place, how can we let people in casually?"

Zhang Fan was a little puzzled.

Is this guy a fool?

"We know better than you that this villa is important land," said a soldier guarding the door next to him.

"Then you still let him enter at will? If you want to enter this villa, you must show your ID. He did not show his ID, but you let him enter this villa. If there is a loss, can you bear the responsibility? I

Let me tell you, I can sue you, I can sue you for irresponsible work!" Luo Jian said angrily with a gloomy face.

Just a few soldiers guarding the door.

He really didn't take it seriously.

"You can do whatever you want!" Zhang Fan said.

He started guarding the gate of this villa four years ago. At that time, Ye Xuan didn't need to show his ID when he came here. Ye Xuan ran here every day. Which gatekeeper didn't he know? Still need to show his ID? According to a guard here

An old man who has lived for ten years once said.

When Ye Xuan was just a big boy, he came here every day.

Do you still need to show your ID?

Rules are dead, people are alive.

In this villa, Ye Xuan could enter and exit at will. Even if he brought someone in, no one would say anything.

Luo Jian gritted his teeth, these people actually ignored him.

Although he was angry in his heart, he also knew that it was important to enter this villa.

"Let me in!" Luo Jian said.

"Show me your ID!" Zhang Fan waved his hand, blocked Luo Jian's way, and said.

If Luo Jian planned to force his way in, he would not hesitate to pick up the gun in his hand and kill Luo Jian.

Naturally, Luo Jian didn't dare to break in. He saw the black long gun in Zhang Fan's arms. This gun was a bit like the M41 in Counter-Strike, but the muzzle was a little larger than the M41. Seeing this, Luo Jian was so stunned that he really wanted to die here.

At the gunpoint, he didn't even have a place to redress his grievances.

He was angry.

I didn't even show my ID.

After rummaging through his arms for a while, he finally took out a thin piece of ID and said, "Take it!"

Zhang Fan took the certificate and handed it to the person in the room for verification from the window.

The people in the house will verify their IDs. If the ID is valid, Luo Jian can enter the villa. If the ID is not valid, they will block Luo Jian from outside. As gatekeepers, everything is business-like for them.

They have seen many people like Luo Jian.

If you fight with this kind of person, you don't know how many times you will be angered to death.

Almost ten seconds.

Zhang Fan took the certificate, heard something said by the people in the room, and then told Luo Jian, "The certificate did not pass. The identity represented by your certificate is not qualified to enter here."

"What, how could it not be passed!" Luo Jian's eyes widened and he roared: "You are taking revenge. You must be taking revenge. How can I not be qualified to enter here with my certificate! You must be taking revenge on me just now.

I said I’m going to sue you!”

While he was angry, he forgot that his certificate did not qualify him to enter here.

…

Ye Xuan didn't know what happened to Luo Jian. He entered the villa area and walked straight along the road towards the courtyard where his master was.

The scenery here is beautiful, and the villas are expensive to build and exquisite. Ye Xuan has always wanted to move a villa from here to his own community, but unfortunately this is impossible.

The place where his master lives is deep in this villa area.

The further you go, the fewer people there become.

Although it was daytime, this path was quite dark due to the obstruction of the houses.

And when he got here, he was almost at his master's place.

Ye Xuan walked step by step.

The steps are very light.

This is a habit formed through special training. When a person walks, he or she may be heavy or light, fast or slow, but it will make some noise. If you deliberately prevent your footsteps from making any sound, anyone can do it, but if you want to

It is obviously difficult to form a habit.

This rather dark alley is very quiet.

Ye Xuan's footsteps were light enough to be ignored, which naturally made the trail very light.

Even the sound of the wind blowing by can be heard clearly.

Ye Xuan walked neither fast nor slowly.

One step, two steps, three steps.

It's at this third step.

A man suddenly appeared above Ye Xuan's head. This man was about forty or fifty years old. He was wearing tight-fitting black clothes and had a cold face. He was holding a sharp knife. The knife was a short knife, but there is an ancient saying that an inch is long.

One inch is strong, one inch is short, and one inch is dangerous!

It can be seen that the short sword is equally sharp.

The appearance of this man in black was extremely strange.

The surrounding walls were flat. If he wanted to fall, he would have to fall unless he fell from a small floor seven or eight meters high. If he fell from such a high distance, not only would his legs break, but he would also have to lie in bed for several days without being able to stand up. However,

This man didn't care about this at all, and seemed to intend to use this impact to directly chop off Ye Xuan's head.

Show no mercy.

As soon as they meet, life and death will be determined.

The knife is very fast.

Just kidding, if you drop it from a height of seven or eight meters, how can the knife not be fast?

Ye Xuan frowned.

His head bent.

The knife grazed his head and chopped it off.

Chichi.

Three or five strands of hair were chopped off by this knife.

When Ye Xuan bent over, he turned over several times to distance himself from the man. When he looked back, the man had followed him quickly as he expected. He dropped his knife and pursued without mercy. This is called a serial pursuit.

His illness was killing him, so when he was at a disadvantage, he immediately took his life.

Ye Xuan was caught off guard by him.

When this knife came, Ye Xuan quickly dodged it.

The knife missed.

The middle-aged man's face was cold, and he missed one blow and then landed another.

The knife is incredibly fast.

Silver light flashes.

Ye Xuan could not remain passive. While dodging, he flipped his wrist and struck out suddenly, aiming directly at the bottom of the back of the knife. His arm was like a snake, and he turned his hand against the back of the knife to grab the middle-aged man's wrist.

.

"Humph!" the middle-aged man snorted coldly.

Obviously, Ye Xuan did not hold this man's wrist that simply.

However, even if he couldn't hold it back, Ye Xuan achieved his goal.

Because this man had to stop, because if he didn't stop and moved forward, his wrist would be controlled by Ye Xuan. In that case, it would not be that simple to land the knife again.

The moment the middle-aged man retracted his arm, he planned to attack immediately.

He is faster, Ye Xuan is faster.

Ye Xuan got the chance, how could he let this middle-aged man succeed?

He turned around and slammed his elbow into the middle-aged man's chest.

The middle-aged man stepped back, intending to block the elbow.

"open!"

Ye Xuan's lips curled up.

Ye Xuan's original intention was not to attack the middle-aged man's chest, but the knife in his hand.
To be continued...