Super Soldier King Chapter 2917: Ye Zhengrong

He was afraid that when he saw George Marbot, he could not help but think of Lenny Kateley, and he couldn’t help but want to beat him. (Baidu Search.com has the fastest and most stable update) He doesn't want to do this. He knows the difficulties of George Marbot, but this does not mean that he can forgive George Marbot.

Looking at the back of Ye Qian's departure, George Marbot felt a sense of sorrow, as if suddenly he had drawn something from his body and became empty. "Ye Qian!" George Marbot yelled.

Ye Qian's footsteps paused slightly, without looking back. "Are we still not friends?" George Marbot asked. Ye Qian paused slightly, did not speak, and walked away.

This is a speechless answer. An answer without an answer is often the best answer. Because Ye Qian did not know how to answer him.

It's still night, it's still the street, it's still like yesterday, but Ye Qian's heart is more sentimental. What could be more uncomfortable than watching his brother die in front of him? Ye Qian felt so powerless, he didn't like this feeling very much, this feeling of powerlessness.

Several of the street lights on the street were damaged, and the road could be seen vaguely by the moonlight. Pedestrian Xiao Suo looked like a trace of yin cold, as if it was more frightening than the night in the mountain. Indeed, when people are used to the bright lights in a big city, suddenly, when it gets dark, people feel very insecure.

After crossing an intersection, Ye Qian entered an alley. Just before going in, suddenly, a flash of light flashed. Ye Qian frowned slightly and stopped. He knew exactly what the bright light was, the moonlight reflected by the dagger. After so many years of experience, Ye Qian was already very sensitive.

Ye Qian creeps forward, like a lion, carefully reaching deep in the alley. In the depths of the alley, the figure was so ambitious that Ye Qian stopped when it was still about ten meters away from them. This is a good distance to avoid their gaze, it is also the best distance for him to observe each other, and it is also the best distance for him to sprint.

Four people, two of them tied one, and one is standing opposite.

"Following you for more than a month, finally let us find a chance. I did not expect that your driver can fight so much, and lost several of our brothers." One of them hit a knee hard and was **** The belly of the middle-aged man said angrily.

"Is he?" Ye Qian frowned, thinking secretly.

"The tiger fell in Pingyang and was bullied by dogs, and the dragon swims in shallow water by shrimp play. I fell into your hands today. I have nothing to say. (Baidu search network updates the fastest and most stable)" Say, "However, I want to know who sent you."

"The rules on the road, you know." The man with the scar on the opposite side shook the dagger in his hand and said, "Actually, what if you know it? I'll take you on the road tonight. Huangquan Road, Don’t blame our brothers, we just use people’s money to eliminate disasters.”

"Brother, tell him so much nonsense, let's solve him quickly, and then take the money to leave." said the thin man with a sharp-billed monkey cheek on the side. The middle-aged man in front of him is not an ordinary person. Although he did not do much to kill and set fire, but to kill the middle-aged man, he still had a little scruples and fears in his heart. He set his sights on the alley.

Nodded slightly, the Scar Scarf handed the dagger to the fat man on the side and said, "Youngest, you come!"

The fat man responded, took the dagger, and glanced at the middle-aged man. A sneer was raised in the corner of his mouth. The cold light appeared, and the dagger stabbed fiercely towards his chest. The middle-aged man closed his eyes and stopped rebelling. He made a typo and missed everything. Even though he was unwilling, he couldn't change anything at this moment. To lose is to lose!

At this very moment, when the fat man's dagger was about to pierce the middle-aged man's chest, suddenly a figure flashed. The huge impact force knocked out a fat man with more than two hundred kilograms several meters away. Ye Qian stopped, just standing next to the middle-aged man, reached out to grab his shoulders, and pulled it out with force, kicking it out with a kick, kicking the skinny man with the billy monkey gills to the wall.

The whole movement is done in one go, without any extra movements, hearty!

When the three people reacted, Ye Qian had pulled the middle-aged man and stood not far away. The rope of the middle-aged man has also been untied. It is not that Ye Qian does not want to go, but that this is a dead end.

When the three found the driver who was not the middle-aged man, they were secretly relieved. They are already riding a tiger, and today this middle-aged man must be removed. Otherwise, they have no place to stand. If this middle-aged man is allowed to flee, not only will he retaliate against them, but even their employer will not let them go. Moreover, thinking of the high bonus, they are not willing to give up.

Money, the devil, can make a person forget life and death and forget danger!

The three approached step by step, forming a fan-shaped encirclement, apparently afraid of their escape. The middle-aged man glanced at Ye Qian, and boldly smiled and said, "Boy, good, where are you?" I thought I was going to die in Pingyang, and I am going to die here today. Ignited hope.

Ye Qian did not answer, staring at the three men in front of him. Ye Qian can see that these people are not ordinary Jiang Hu characters, obviously they are all trained, and to deal with them, we must be cautious.

The middle-aged man slightly elbowed the Ye Qian, and the two looked at each other, nodded slightly, and suddenly moved. First control, then control. The two started at the same time and rushed on time towards the opposite three.

However, Ye Qian suddenly discovered that the person on the opposite side apparently did not take himself seriously. After passing by with him, he concentrated on attacking the middle-aged man. Ye Qian's brow frowned slightly, and there was a feeling of being underestimated. He smiled coldly and turned towards the crowd.

Middle-aged men can’t beat their opponents with four fists. Obviously they have already lost. If they go on like this, I’m afraid they won’t be able to support it for a long time. If he was killed in his own hands, then Ye Qian would really lose face and spread to the Tao. I still don't know how to be joked.

"I don't know life or death!" The fat man snorted coldly and turned to meet Ye Qian. Although his body is very fat, but the movement is very fast, in the blink of an eye, the dagger in his hand has reached the front of Ye Qian. Ye Qian leaned on his side, avoiding his dagger and hit him with an elbow. The fat man staggered for a while, fell out, and fell to the ground.

Ye Qian did not dare to hesitate for a moment, and hurriedly ran towards the middle-aged man. The middle-aged man was obviously out of support. There were multiple cuts on his body and his clothes were stained with blood. However, the middle-aged man did not have a little fear and fear, but instead grinned and said, "Boy, enough!"

Turning his head to look at the middle-aged man, Ye Qian said: "I'm coming!" The words fell, and Ye Qian rushed up suddenly, and I don't know when, I had an extra dagger in my hand. The whole body is dark, looks like a burning stick, very ugly. The name of the knife is exquisite, but it is only a few centimeters long.

The speed of Ye Qian is very fast, and some people can't open their eyes. I saw a flash of blood. The thin man's chest was stabbed in a big hole, and his body fell straight. His eyes widened and his face was incredible. The scared man and the fat man were stunned for a moment when they saw such a situation, only to realize that they looked too little at the young man in front of them.

However, there is no regret medicine to sell in this world, when they know all this, it is too late. Ye Qian's wrists turned, and the crimson dagger glowed in the moonlight. The red hair shines as if it is a touch of blood.

The middle-aged man nodded slightly, his eyes exuded with admiration. He can see that this young man's skill is more powerful than that of his cronies. Now there are not many young people with such skill. Moreover, facing such a scene is not easy, it is not easy.

It's really hard to say clearly about fate. It was as if the "　" of destiny was being controlled in secret in a short day. In just one day, Ye Qian saw three major figures on the streets of Chinatown. Qiu Hanjiang, Han Dong, Ye Zhengrong!

Any one, who is stomping his feet in Chinatown, and the ground has to shake three times. Bai Ri was in the Weiyang club. Although Han Dong was caught in the crowd, Ye Qian recognized it at a glance.

As for Ye Zhengrong, although Ye Qian knows his materials, he is still curious about this person. Who is Ye Zhengrong? Outsider, don't understand. In this society, everything pays attention to a moist and silent, not the big brother who took a gun and fired it as shown in the movie. The real eldest brother wants to be a man, and he wants to be a good man and Qing Feng is awe-inspiring.

Although Wang Safety said that he would not help Ye Qian, in order to make Ye Qian plan better, he still gave some basic information to Ye Qian, and Ye Qian also learned the three people from those materials. The Chinese Gang is second only to the three lobby masters under Hua Hansheng.

"Brother, I'm leaning on old sellers to call you brothers. Come ~IndoMTL.com~ to give you a drink!" Ye Zhengrong picked up the glass and said.

Ye Qian glanced at him, reached for the wine glass in his hand, and drank it. "You are hurt, don't drink too much alcohol, it's bad for your health." Ye Qian said lightly.

Ye Zhengrong was slightly stunned, and could not help but smile bitterly, but he didn't mind. He has experienced more ups and downs, and he still has this in mind. It is precisely because he appreciates the spirit and courage of Ye Qian, so after simply wrapping up the wound, he pulled Ye Qian here.

"Official understanding, my name is Ye Zhengrong." Ye Zhengrong said, "What should brothers call it?"

"Ye Qian!" Ye Qian said lightly.

"Daen is not grateful, I won't say much if it's hypocritical." Ye Zhengrong said, "I'm still a bit related in Chinatown. If you have any problems or troubles in the future, tell me, As long as I can help, a definition is indispensable. Here is a little money, you accept it, it is my gratitude."

As he said, Ye Zhengrong took out several Canadian dollars from his pocket and handed them to Ye Qian. Ye Qian wears a very simple style. People with a clear eye will know that they are not rich people. Ye Zhengrong can naturally see it, so this is the way to do it.