The god-level son-in-law of the female president

Unknowingly, the initiative has been transferred to Ye Huan.

It seemed that he was not here to hire the killers, but the killers were scrambling to join the Qinglong Gang.

Huazawa showed distress: "Your two subordinates are probably warriors."

"Isn't it a bit too bullying for them to fight against my subordinates?"

Ye Huan said lightly: "Don't worry, I know the seriousness. The one just now was just a show of power. It can only be said that he was unlucky and insisted on jumping out to seek death."

The strong man fell to the ground. Hearing what Ye Huan said, he almost vomited out another mouthful of blood.

If he had known earlier, he would have been obediently a salted fish.

He insisted on coming out to be brave, and was almost beaten to death, and was ridiculed and whipped to death.

Who knows that feeling.

After hearing what Ye Huan said, Hua Ze had no objection.

Next, Ah Hu and Ah Bing will discuss with the killers respectively.

More than fifty assassins lined up in two long lines to accept Ye Huan's test.

Ye Huan sat on the leather sofa, sipping red wine and lighting a cigar, looking very chic.

But his sights have been lingering on the killers.

"It's still a little level." He nodded secretly.

To put it bluntly, most of the members of the Qinglong Gang are gangsters.

Let them street fight, no problem.

But it's almost meaningless to let them fight against the masters.

Even if you become a martial artist, it is difficult to become a climate.

There is no other reason, their fights are not organized, and it is easy for people to catch their flaws.

But these killers are completely different.

Accepting trials from a young age, all he has learned are crisp and quick killing techniques, often fatal with one move, and the methods are ruthless and decisive.

Let them become warriors, and the lethality will be infinitely magnified.

At that time, Ye Huan will teach them some orthodox martial arts.

Even if you face head-to-head with those martial arts masters, you can still fight back and forth.

What the Qinglong gang lacks is this kind of killing machine.

Soon, the fight was over.

No one is a match for Ah Hu and Ah Bing.

About twenty people fell into Ye Huan's eyes.

Next, is to choose.

Ye Huan stood up and let the 20 people form a long line.

Walking in front of a person, he stretched out his slender fingers and tapped on the person's meridians.

This person is a full head taller than Ye Huan.

To be honest, he actually looked down on Ye Huan a little in his heart.

At first glance, he is a scholar with no strength to restrain a chicken.

There is no comparison with Ah Hu.

Maybe it was because of good luck that he became a senior member of the Qinglong Gang.

This kind of person, he can beat ten of them.

As a result, when Ye Huan pointed down.

He felt a rush of energy rushing into his body.

My whole body suddenly felt sore and numb, and I couldn't move.

There was a look of horror in his eyes.

Subconsciously wanted to wave his arms, but couldn't lift the strength.

Ye Huan frowned: "Be honest!"

The man suddenly didn't dare to move, and his eyes showed deep fear.

It seems that Ye Huan is also a master!

The one with a low level!

Anyway, it's not something he can provoke!

After measuring his meridians, Ye Huan shook his head.

"The meridians are too thin, and the achievements are limited. Let's be next."

After speaking, Ye Huan tapped lightly, and the man's whole body lightened instantly, as if his body belonged to him again.

He was gasping for breath, and a little frightened.

Hearing what Ye Huan said, the man's face turned red, he was very dissatisfied!

"Master, I am so strong, how can my meridians be thin?"

As he spoke, he waved his arms, his veins bulging, full of strength.

Ye Huan's eyes revealed a strange look.

Hanazawa explained softly: "The meridians are congenitally condensed and used for the circulation of internal force. If the meridians are too thin, they are not qualified to become warriors."

"Not only that, dantian, root bones, qi and blood are all criteria to measure a person's talent, and the selection is very complicated."

After finishing speaking, Huazawa took a deep look at Ye Huan.

Ordinary warriors can't detect these.

This undoubtedly shows that Ye Huan still has a strong foundation in medical skills.

According to rumors, the master who appeared in Tianxingping was a healer.

Afterwards, all directions were massacred, and the Song family was defeated like a mountain.

Moreover, this person seems very young.

And the characteristics of this master corresponded to Ye Huan one by one.

"Is he the direct disciple of Qingyun Temple?"

Hua Ze shivered, Ye Huan's identity became more and more mysterious!

Ye Huan shrugged, didn't waste time, and continued to screen the killer's

After the man heard this, his face was ashen. It turned out that his talent was not good enough!

Everyone's heart tightened, they knew it was difficult to become a warrior, but they didn't know the principle.

Listening to Hanazawa's explanation now, I have a vague concept.

It seems that it is not that simple to become a warrior!

Ye Huan walked up to the next person, and after screening for a while, he shook his head: "Unqualified."

Next, a full ten did not meet the requirements.

This was also within Ye Huan's expectations.

Because of these killers, after years of fighting, they have many internal diseases, and their blood is not smooth.

Their congenital meridians will also gradually shrink and eventually become blocked.

Therefore, many of them have extremely short life spans, and they are considered long-lived if they live to 50 years old.

These people did not meet Ye Huan's requirements.

When it was the turn of the next killer, Ye Huan's eyes lit up.

He took a closer look at this person, he was a bald man with a simple and honest smile on his face.

The figure is stout and powerful.

And he was extremely tall, at least two heads taller than Ye Huan, at least two meters two.

Standing there, it is like a wall of iron and steel, which is daunting.

Ye Huan asked, "What's your name?"

The bald man said with a silly smile: "If you go back to the young master, the younger one is called Yeta."

I don't know if it's a coincidence, but he has the same surname as Ye Huan.

Ye Huan smiled and said, "Very well, Yeta, give me a punch with all your might."

Yeta opened her eyes wide, and said in disbelief: "Master, are you kidding me?"

Everyone echoed: "Master, you don't know something. Yeta is very talented, and he has been infinitely powerful since he was a child."

"With brute force, he can smash a huge boulder and easily lift a cow with one hand."

"We haven't seen him try his best, because the power is really terrible."

Someone also added: "Because of this, Yeta is not suitable to be a killer. He will attract attention everywhere, and it is difficult to kill quietly."

"So the missions he takes are to be other people's bodyguards. If the young master chooses him, it may not be very cost-effective."

Ye Huan ignored everyone's advice: "If you can hurt me, I will reward you with 1000 million."

Hearing 1000 million, Yeta immediately became excited: "Is this true?"

Ye Huan said loudly, "Really!"

Yeta didn't have so much flirtatiousness, and she was eager to try: "Then I will really hit it!"

"bring it on!"

Seeing this, everyone was secretly speechless.

Why did Ye Huan not listen to persuasion?

Even if he has a few brushes, they are still flesh and blood.

I'm afraid it's not easy to get punched by Yeta for real!