Just after the divorce, my wife begged for reconciliation

Chapter 109 The One Who Got Knife

A dozen strong men heard the order.

They scattered step by step in all directions. Seeing that another fight was about to break out, the onlookers were frightened and retreated hastily, fearing that the fire at the city gate would affect everyone.

kneel?

Ye Changqing clenched his fists. In order to snatch the medicinal herbs, he was actually asked to kneel down.

In an instant, murderous aura burst out from his body.

A momentum as powerful as a mountain burst out.

He walked towards Ichiro Watanabe step by step.

It seemed as if he was completely oblivious to the approach of the dozen or so strong men around him.

Watanabe Ichiro gave him a disdainful look and said, "Want to fight me? You don't stand a chance!"

As soon as he finished speaking, more than a dozen strong men suddenly surrounded him.

Ye Changqing rushed forward towards a dozen strong men, his body moving quickly, his fists turning into a phantom, and punching out one after another.

Wait for Ye Changqing to stop.

The dozen or so strong men behind him all froze in place.

Just like clay sculptures and wood carvings.

like a statue.

A gust of wind blew, and they fell to the ground one by one.

Ye Changqing continued to walk towards Watanabe Ichiro, and the words he said were like those from hell: "You want me to kneel?"

Watanabe Ichiro watched as more than a dozen bodies fell.

There was a look of shock on his face.

“I didn’t expect you to be so skilled, but… you’re still not good enough.

It's been a while since I've drawn my sword. I'll show you what a true samurai is!"

As he spoke, he walked towards the car and slowly opened the trunk.

Pull out a samurai sword.

He held the hilt of the knife with his left hand and slowly lowered his right hand onto the handle.

Walking towards Ye Changqing step by step.

With every step he took, his aura grew.

The hand holding the knife tightened.

The distance between the two people was rapidly shortening, and soon there were only four steps left.

Then three steps~

Two steps~

Just one more step and you're within attack range.

There were only a few onlookers, all of whom seemed afraid of getting into trouble and had already fled. Ma Liuchun clenched his fists nervously. Ye Changqing was unarmed, while the other party had a knife.

As the two people get closer.

He was very worried that Ye Changqing would fall down in the next second.

Seeing that his master had no weapon, Ma Shan picked up the stick on the ground and ran towards Ye Changqing: "Master, you will be at a disadvantage if you don't have a weapon."

Ye Changqing was startled and was about to take action.

The other party had a knife, but this kid actually came over.

He hurriedly stopped her: "Don't come over, go away!"

The moment Ye Changqing spoke, Watanabe Ichiro rushed forward.

He quickly drew his katana with his right hand.

What?

Pull out halfway.

He paused and realized that Ye Changqing was actually right in front of him.

His right hand holding the hilt of the knife was held tightly by Ye Changqing, who then pushed his knife back little by little.

He pulled out the half-drawn knife and put it back into the sheath inch by inch.

Watanabe Ichiro gritted his teeth and used all his strength to draw his sword.

Bada~

All the samurai swords were sheathed.

Watanabe Ichiro was horrified. Ye Changqing was so powerful that he couldn't even pull out the knife!

Without thinking too much, he hurriedly threw away the knife and punched Ye Changqing in a goose-step manner.

Canglanglang~

A cold light flashed.

Blood suddenly appeared.

An arm fell to the ground. Watanabe Ichiro covered his arm with his hand, his expression twisted in pain. "You...how come so fast?"

Ye Changqing didn't answer, but raised his knife to Watanabe Ichiro's chest: "You... are from Japan?"

Holding a samurai sword, it is almost certain that he is from Japan.

But he still asked.

Watanabe Ichiro screamed in pain:

Yes, I am Japanese, are you scared?

You're in big trouble. I'm not...ah...not an ordinary person.

I am Japanese, you can't afford the consequences!"

sigh~

The katana flashed, and another arm fell to the ground.

Watanabe Ichiro was shaking his two broken arms in pain, rolling on the ground, and screaming heart-wrenchingly, as if a pig was being slaughtered.

Ye Changqing said coldly: "You're the one who can't afford it! You're the one who can't afford it. How many blows can you take?"

Watanabe Ichiro rolled over in pain: "It hurts... I... I... can't stand it anymore!"

Ye Changqing originally wanted to find out the identity of this guy and the matter of stealing Chinese medicine, but Ma Zaipo's name flashed through his mind.

He suddenly changed his mind and raised the knife again: “Speak!

Where did you take the horse to?"

Seeing that he raised the knife again, Watanabe Ichiro was so scared that he begged for mercy: "I don't know Ma Zaipo, stop, I can't stand it, I will die.

Stop it!

Seeing Ye Changqing’s knife raised above his head, he was about to chop it down again.

Watanabe Ichiro immediately changed his words:

Ma Zai Po, right? I... I said.

He... he was shipped to Japan!

He's still in Japan! "Ye Changjiu frowned, wondering if this guy was just making it up. He continued, "Was he just so obedient as to go with you?"

Watanabe Ichiro was sweating profusely and trembling all over from the pain: "If he doesn't cooperate, I will kill his whole family.

He dared not disobey.

Now there is a camera in his home, and as long as he obeys, he can watch the video of his home."

Ye Changqing now believed it. Using his family to control Ma Zaipo was indeed a cruel move.

I guess no one can withstand this move.

"Call me and release him immediately!"

Watanabe Ichiro shook his head: "It's not that I don't want to let go, it's just that Ma Zaipo is not under my control now.

What I say doesn’t count.

I'm dying. I'm so cold. Call a doctor.

Call a doctor quickly, I will die. Please save me..."

He was halfway through his words when his whole body suddenly twitched and then he slowly became motionless.

Beside him, Ma Shan looked at the corpse with fear and trepidation.

Walking up to Ye Changqing, he said, "Master, you...you should run away...otherwise...you might end up in jail."

The people around were frightened and fled in all directions, afraid of being involved in this incident.

Ye Changqing touched Ma Shan's head from behind and said with a smile: "Don't run, he is stealing our Chinese medicinal herbs.

I was just defending myself.

Don't worry about what's going on here. Go home and pretend you don't know about your grandfather's affairs. Just do what you need to do."

He had contacted Cheng Liangpeng in advance.

Cheng Liangpeng only said one sentence: "He just takes care of the matter, and I will take care of the aftermath."

Just this sentence.

Ye Changqing no longer had any worries, and at the same time he had a better understanding of Cheng Liangpeng, knowing that Cheng Liangpeng's identity must be extraordinary.

Maybe the task he is doing may not be the master's personal business.

He doesn't care about Ichiro Watanabe's death at all now.

Ma Shan was still a little worried: "Really?

Such a big thing..."

Ye Changqing didn't let him finish and pulled him away: "Come on, I'll go get the book with you."

Ye Changqing took the father and son back home.

When he entered the yard, he took a special look.

There seems to be a dark object on the upper floor of the gate facing the yard. It is difficult to see if you don't look carefully.

I guess that was the camera that Ma Zaipo saw his family through.

Ye Changqing glanced at the cameraman and walked into the yard as if nothing had happened.

Soon, Ma Shan took out a book from his schoolbag, which had a wrapped cover.

If you don't open it, you would think it is a middle school textbook.

Ye Changqing got the Treatise on Febrile Diseases and thought of the golden medicine bag: "Have you ever seen something that looks like a medicine bag?"

Ma Shan shook his head.

Ma Liuxiang walked out of the house with a dirty bag in his hand, which looked like a shabby handicraft.

He extended his hand to Ye Changqing and said, “I thought you had other intentions and never really believed you.

I saw you risking your life to save my son.

I believe you are from my father's school. This is a golden medicine bag, specially soaked in medicine to conceal its original color."

Ye Changqing took it in his hand. It felt soft and light. Upon closer inspection, he found that the craftsmanship was extremely exquisite.

It looked like a woman had done it.

He put away the gold-thread medicine bag and the Treatise on Febrile Diseases into his bag and said, “I have something else to do, so I’ll leave first.

Please remember my phone number.

I will also teach Mashan about studying medicine through videos.”

Shangpin Club.

Cheng Liangpeng sent someone to help Ye Changqing clean up the mess, and he immediately made a phone call: "Master, the young master is getting more and more dangerous.

Do you need to send someone to assist him with the following tasks?"

An old voice came from the other end of the phone: “No need.

If he can't even complete this task.

Why does he wear the Dragon Ring and command the strong? " Before Cheng Liangpeng could say anything else, the phone was hung up.

He sighed helplessly, still as arrogant as ever, but he was a little worried about Ye Changqing.

Another new day.

Ye Changqing appeared at the door of Fengnian Group. He completed the task yesterday and accepted a new task.

There is a school of medicine called the Ziyin School. The founder of the school wrote a book called "Ziyin Neijing".

Before he had time to go to the Zhu family to inquire, Zhao Qiuyan called:

“Evergreen.

Hurry up.

I can't find the whereabouts of nearly a hundred tons of medicinal herbs. Please come and help me!"