The contract son-in-law of the female president

Ye Zaitian was delighted and surprised by Wang Yi's methods.

He did not sense the breath of true energy from Wang Yi, that is to say, it is impossible for Wang Yi to be a martial arts practitioner.

"You knocked them out?"

"It's me. Someone wants to rob my fiancée, I can't just sit idly by. This is the punishment they deserve."

Wang Yi clasped his arms, trying to relax.

He could clearly perceive that this young master of the Ye family was just a supreme martial artist.

It can fly with one finger.

"Punishment? That's a good word." Ye Zaitian took a step forward and came two meters in front of Wang Yi.

At this distance, a master of the supreme level of martial arts can kill his opponent in an instant.

Wang Yi turned a blind eye and pretended not to know Ye Zaitian's intentions.

"Then you accept my punishment."

Suddenly, he yelled loudly and shattered the glass of the car.

Immediately, he shot at the speed of light, and an uppercut went straight to Wang Yi's jaw.

The fist was filled with true energy, and in Ye Zaitian's opinion, this punch could pierce Wang Yi's head.

Bang!
But in the end, with a muffled sound, a turquoise light flashed from Wang Yi's body.

Ye Zaitian's arm bones were cracked.

Beads of sweat rolled down.

Immediately afterwards, there was a scream like a pig being killed.

Zheng Youfang's heart trembled, and he hurriedly chased after Ye Zaitian to help him.

"Master, what's wrong with you?"

"Fuck you, who the hell is he, and why is he so hard?"

Ye Zaitian's hand was limp by his side, unable to raise any strength, he could only rest his other hand on Zheng Youfang's shoulder.

"Has your punishment started? Ah, I'm in so much pain." Wang Yi looked at Ye Zaitian contemptuously, with a painful expression on his face.

"He's in pain." Zheng Youfang said loudly, not knowing why.

With a slap, Ye Zaitian slapped Zheng Youfang hard: "Hurry up and call my second brother, and tell me that I was beaten and disabled."

Zheng Youfang let go of Ye Zaitian, and Ye Zaitian fell to one side, and fell to the ground.

"You fucking meow, do you have eyes?" Ye Zaitian cursed, Zheng Youfang was at a loss, hung up the phone and turned to help Ye Zaitian.

"Go and make a phone call."

Ye Zaitian knew that he was played by Wang Yi.

This person is obviously very powerful, but he hides it and doesn't let it out, deliberately lures him to the top, and then teases himself.

Unexpectedly, his fame in his first life would be ruined in the hands of an unknown little bastard.

"You wait for me. If you hit me, you hit the Ye family's face. My second brother will come later. He is the famous Martial Arts Emperor. He is on the Forbidden City Tianjiao list. You will feel better."

Wang Yi sneered: "Okay, I'll wait."

A mere king of martial arts, Wang Yi could easily smash them a few days ago.

Now that he has broken through to the fifth level of foundation building, his strength has more than doubled. Even in the face of Emperor Wu, he has no fear.

"Master, I seem to smell the baby's breath."

Suddenly, Huang Zu's voice sounded in Wang Yi's mind.

"where?"

Huang Zu got out from the Litian chessboard, jumped into the car, kept searching, and found a black and red box in the back row.There is a lock full of green rust on it, which looks very simple.

After being taken out by Huang Zu, Wang Yi held it in his hand, and indeed a strange aura came from it.

"What's in here?"

Ye Zaitian turned his face away, snorted coldly, and ignored it.

Huang Zu jumped down, jumped onto Ye Zaitian and stomped on Ye Zaitian several times, he screamed hysterically in pain.

Zheng Youfang, who was on the phone with one hand next to him, seemed to have disappeared and never showed up.

"Don't you even want your other hand?" Wang Yi threatened.

Ye Zaitian's face was pale, and the fear in his eyes was fuller.

"I... I said, this is something my second brother asked me to bring him. He said it was a treasure from Kunlun Mountain. I don't know exactly what it is."

Wang Yi weighed the box and ordered: "Open it."

As the box was opened, a shiny green gemstone appeared in front of Wang Yi.

"What is this, what a strong aura."

Holding it in his hand, he could only feel the aura in his body stirring, and Huang Zu was also jumping up and down happily, as if he had been injected with chicken blood, extremely excited.

"You really don't know what this is?"

Wang Yi asked Ye Zaitian again.

Ye Zaitian shook his head again and again, with a painful expression on his face.

"I know what this is." Huang Zu's voice sounded from his mind.

"This is the golden elixir of a strong man. It has been cultivated for at least hundreds of years in a place with abundant aura, and it has the current quality."

A golden pill!
Since Wang Yi practiced, he was the first to see the treasures of spiritual energy practitioners other than himself and Huang Zu.

It seems that he is not the only one who practices spiritual energy in the world.

He tried it, and the aura stored in the golden core could not be directly absorbed.

"Golden elixir can be refined. In addition to the rich aura, there are also some memories of the master of the golden elixir." Huang Zu told Wang Yi relying on the memory in his blood.

Having obtained a treasure, Wang Yi felt very refreshed.

"Okay, breaking your hand is to teach you a lesson, take your people and get out."

According to his original idea, at least Ye Zaitian's second arm should be broken.

"Yes... yes, I'm leaving now."

But he couldn't support himself with one hand at all, and looked around with his eyes, but he didn't see any sign of Zheng Youfang.

"Zheng Youfang!"

He wanted to yell, but he was afraid that Wang Yi would not let him, so he just yelled casually.

Soon, Zheng Youfang with red hair appeared from the side.

"Master, you ordered."

Zheng Youfang also hung one arm, reaching out to support Ye Zaitian.

Ye Zaitian's body was not light, and Zheng Youfang couldn't help him up with one hand.

The two fell down at the same time, Zheng Youfang pressed Ye Zaitian, his face turned pale with fright, he didn't know what to do.

He struggled, but it was really difficult to move with one hand, so he moved back and forth on Ye Zaitian.

People passing by saw this scene, and they all looked sideways, bluntly saying that the world is going downhill.

Rao Ye Zaitian had experienced a lot of wind and snow, his skin was as thick as a mountain, and his face was flushed with embarrassment.

"Get up, who the hell."

He couldn't move his hands, but he could move his feet.

Kicking Zheng Youfang up with one kick, making passers-by laugh.

After they finally got into the car, Ye Zaitian's cell phone rang again.

"Hey, second brother, I'm on the sixth ring road, what, you're coming right away? Okay, I'll wait for you here."

Ye Zaitian was so excited that he was about to cry, and finally he got a call from his second brother.

"Master, what should we do now?"

"What should I do? Drive forward, I want to be beaten."

The two drove forward for several hundred meters, and they could see Qianyu Clinic while avoiding Wang Yi at the same time.

"Just wait here for my second brother, hmph, what's so crazy about a martial arts king, I'll make him kneel down and call Dad later."

Hearing Ye Zaitian's words, Zheng Youfang was full of slander, but he still flattered: "That's right, when the time comes, the two chicks inside will belong to you, young master. Don't forget the little me."

"Don't worry, your benefits are indispensable."

About 10 minutes later, they saw the second young master's car.

"Hey, here we come."