Genius Daddy in the City

That afternoon, it rained heavily.

Ye Chen led Yang Tian and others out of the old forest and rushed from the northeast to the south. As they passed over the capital, he couldn't help but pause. He lowered his head and looked at a certain location below, his eyes flickering.

Ancestor Huangquan beside him immediately asked: "Fellow Daoist Ye, what's wrong?"

With Ye Chen's help, he had already stabilized his realm, and even the consumed soul power had been restored.

"It's okay, I feel the scent of a familiar person!"

Ye Chen frowned slightly, then looked at Ancestor Huangquan: "Ancestor, protect them and wait for me here for a few minutes. I'll be back as soon as I go!"

After saying that, he immediately descended.

In Beijing, it is raining heavily at the moment, and the streets are filled with deep rainwater. There are two or three faint figures on the road rushing home, and it is very deserted.

But inside a bar in the eastern suburbs of the capital, it was very lively at the moment, with countless screams and roars coming from inside.

This bar is called Yese Bar. It is at best an ordinary bar in the eastern suburbs of the capital city. However, in recent days, it has become more popular than other bars.

In addition to the booths and dance floor, Gein's bar also has one more facility, and that is - the arena! ! !

The owner of the bar specially set up a ring and invited many people to fight on the stage. The blood-soaked scene made the bar full of people every day.

On top of the huge arena.

At this moment, a man in his thirties was being beaten back and forth. The man was covered in blood and was limping on his left foot.

But his opponent was a sinister young man dressed in black. The young man had a cruel smile on his face. His fists made a sound of breaking through the air and hit the lame man solidly.

From the beginning to the end, the lame man never made a cry. Every time he was knocked down, he would try his best to stand up, like an iron man who couldn't be knocked down.

"Kill him, beat that cripple to death quickly. I'll give you one million, no, ten million. If you win, it's yours!"

"Hey, don't underestimate that lame man. It is said that he was once a general, the famous Yan Nanfei!"

"...

Countless people stood outside the ring, yelling crazily at the ring. Some people kept throwing money on the ring, with bloodthirsty expressions on their faces.

Ye Chen squeezed into the crowd and raised his eyes to look at the ring. When his eyes fell on the lame young man, his eyes couldn't help but freeze.

It is difficult for a swallow to fly!

A former general, an upright and passionate man.

Not only that, the other party, Li Yunxiao, Han Qinhu and others are all Ye Chen's few friends in the capital!

What Ye Chen didn't expect was that he would sink to this level.

While he was stunned, the sinister man on the stage struck Yan Nanfei's face with an extremely vicious punch. A blood line was raised in the air, and Yan Nanfei's body suddenly hit the ring heavily.

With that punch, his brow bones exploded, and shocking blood flowed out desperately, scaring the onlookers to subconsciously step back.

He subconsciously wanted to stand up, but the sinister man on the stage swept away in one step, stepped on him in the air, looked down at him and said: "Too weak, general? Nothing more than that!"

"You...you can insult me!"

Yan Nanfei twisted his body vigorously, blood foam came out of his mouth, and stared at him: "But no... you can't insult the army...!!!"

"Trash, I turned against you!"

The sinister man stomped on his face with his foot, and a cruel smile appeared at the corner of his mouth: "Not only are you a waste, but all the practitioners in your country are waste, especially your so-called number one Ye Nankuang! "

"The person named Ye died early and did not fall into the hands of me, Du Qiang, otherwise I would definitely let him know what life is worse than death!!!"

However, he found that Yan Nanfei was looking at him with disdain. In that look, he seemed to be mocking a person who didn't know the heights of heaven and earth.

Du Qiang became angry from embarrassment: "Trash, what is your look like?"

"You are worthy enough to mention Ye...Ye Zhizun?"

Yan Nanfei mocked extremely weakly: "Ye...when Ye Zhizun was alive, you...your so-called genius for the past three days is just a joke!"

"boom!"

Du Qiang kicked him hard on the chest: "Say, your number one, Ye Nankuang, is trash, shit, and waste. Otherwise, I will kill you right now!"

This kick immediately caused Yan Nanfei to vomit blood and roll his eyes. However, he opened his mouth and spit blood foam at Du Qiang, his disdain becoming more and more obvious.

Although Du Qiang easily avoided the blood foam, the anger on his face became more and more intense: "Trash, since you want to die, then I will fulfill your wish today!"

After saying that, he stepped on Yan Nanfei's head!

He is a junior martial lord, and Yan Nanfei is just a top master. If he steps down, his head will definitely be ruined!

However, Yan Nanfei calmly closed his eyes and laughed loudly: "Ye Zhizun, it is Yan who is incompetent. When your Ye family was destroyed, Yan was unable to help, so I came down to apologize to you today!"

But the next moment!

He suddenly felt that the foot did not step down, but instead a warm and smelly liquid splashed onto his face!

is blood!

Yan Nanfei was stunned...

At this moment, an extremely shrill scream sounded in his ears: "Ah ah ah, my feet, my feet!!!"

Yan Nanfei immediately opened his eyes, and what he saw shocked him. Du Qiang's left foot that stepped towards him exploded from the waist down!

Countless flesh and blood flew everywhere!

Du Qiang himself fell to the ground, his face turned pale, and he let out screams one after another.

"Wow..."

This sudden and extremely bloody scene immediately made many people take a few steps back, and then looked at the scene in front of them with numbness.

No one saw clearly what was going on. The only thing they saw clearly was that Du Qiang's foot suddenly exploded just as he was about to step on Yan Nanfei's head.

"Swish, swish, swish..."

Several figures with strong auras quickly swept down from the second floor of the bar, led by a middle-aged man with eyes like a hawk.

The middle-aged man looked around, and finally his eyes fell on Du Qiang, and his pupils shrank: "Du Qiang, who hurt you?"

"I...I don't know!"

Du Qiang's face was twitching: "But the murderer must be hiding in the crowd. Second uncle, you must find him and kill him for me, kill him!!!"

"Who is it? How dare you hurt Du Qiang?"

The middle-aged man sank and looked around with cold eyes, full of murderous intent: "If you have the guts, come forward. I want to see who it is?!"

"boom……"

The people around him changed their colors completely, and all of them swarmed back in unison, fearing that they would be implicated.

As they retreated, a thin figure slowly appeared in everyone's sight.

The other party remained motionless, his eyes as cold as knives.

The moment he saw the other person clearly, Yan Nannifei, who was lying on the ground dying, was stunned for a moment, and then his face showed an extreme flush of color.