Genius Daddy in the City

Looking closely at the head of the enemy, Yang Tian leaned his body to the side, his shoulders trembling.

After a long time, he turned around, looked at Ye Chen gratefully, and spit out two words: "Thank you, brother!"

When no one said this, he contained too much emotion.

Before that, he had suffered too much, his wife died tragically, and his son was worried about his life at any time, but the enemy was happy, but he had to resist the humiliation to please the enemy.

It's different now. The enemies awarded him, his son was rescued, and the old brother reunited, which made him a lot easier.

Ye Chen glanced expressionlessly at the crowd below, and everyone lowered their heads and did not dare to look at him, and the atmosphere did not dare to sip, for fear that this evil star had not killed enough.

Frowning, Ye Chen took a deep breath, sulking Dan Tian, ​​and shouting hard.

A voice similar to Long Yin erupted from his mouth, and it was extremely powerful.

But there was no slight damage to the surrounding buildings. Instead, all the people present were weak and fell down one by one.

Yang Tian's face changed: "Little leaves, you ..."

"Rest assured, I didn't kill them, I just cleared some of their memories, and they won't remember tonight when they wake up." Ye Chen smiled.

What he just showed is "Tianlong Eight Sounds", which is a technique specifically aimed at people and souls.

Although Ye Chen's cultivation is not very high now, it is not a problem to clear the memory of mortals.

Yang Tian was relieved. Ye Chen went to Ding Lei's body and lifted up those large boxes of cash, and then led Yang Tian out of the boxing arena.

With a ring of fingers falling.

The lighting inside the boxing ground, including the camera, shattered.

...

Yang Tian's home.

Ye Chen put Ding Lei's head in front of Yang Tian's wife's spiritual position, and after she personally put on Sanxiangxiang, she looked back at Yang Tian behind her.

"Don't you want to ask me why I'm so strong? Don't you want to ask why I didn't blink my eyes when I killed someone?"

"No!"

Yang Tian handed him a cigarette, took a deep sip after lighting it, and there was a hint of trust in his eyes: "You are my brother, no matter what you become, no matter what you experience, you will always be my brother! "

Ye Chen nodded, and secretly said that Yang Tian was back, and he remained silent for a few seconds and asked, "What are your plans next?"

"I didn't think about it. I might take Hao Hao back to the countryside to see my parents. The second old also missed him very much." Yang Tian shook his head and looked up at the room where his son was sleeping, with a bit of guilt.

My son is so old that he hasn't seen his grandparents before. How can he not be ashamed?

Ye Chen thought for a while and said, "Will you come to help me? I now have a company that makes cosmetics, but I plan to transform into a pharmaceutical company. You come and start directly from the deputy general manager!"

"You also started a company?"

Yang Tian was shocked again, and then smiled bitterly: "I'm afraid it won't work, in case the company goes bankrupt for you, I ..."

"I said you can do it. You first become a deputy general manager. I let Gao Hong take you."

Ye Chen frowned: "Let ’s do this, I will send you the company address back, and you will report directly when you are busy."

"Yes, remember to bury the stuff after worshipping the sister-in-law, so as not to scare my son!"

After saying this, Ye Chen left.

...

An unknown mountain in the northwest.

In a relatively quiet place, there was a rotten Taoist temple. A cluster of vines was planted before the Taoist temple, and a wicker chair was placed under the vine.

A stack of old Taoist priests walked on the rattan chair, like Ge You's paralyzed posture. If you look closely, you will find that the atmosphere of the old Taoist priests is extremely weak.

Under his feet was an oil lamp, and the lights seemed to go out at any time.

In front of the old Taoist priest stood a boy in white, but at the age of seventeen or eighteen, the young man was carrying a broken sword and looked at the old Taoist so quietly.

"Ahhhhhh!"

The old Taoist coughed twice, and a scarlet blood stained the corners of his mouth, but with a smile on his face: "I said sword boy, Lao Tzu is dying, can't you call Lao Tzu a master?"

"You can rest assured, I will take revenge for you." The young man in white cherishes words like gold and can't see the slightest expression on his face.

In this world, it has no master, no friends, it only has a master, and it is also a servant and a friend. When the master is still in the refining period, he takes it with him.

For three thousand years, one person broke through the realm with one sword, and finally reached the immortal realm, and it was given the unparalleled name, also known as the Heavenly Emperor Sword!

The master knows the sword, he knows it!

And it knows the master!

However, when the anti-thief is strong, the master takes it out of the Emperor's Sword at a critical time, and wants to send it to the Nether to be reborn, and he does not want to die for himself.

That day, it sent out a monstrous sword, lamented, and shattered itself, just to protect the master!

That day, it fell into a coma. When it woke up, it found itself in this world. It happened to have a body by chance.

But the master is not here!

It wants to find the owner!

It also guards the dignity of Kendo!

If he were to change to an ordinary person, he would definitely be mad at it, but the old Taoist laughed, and the laughter revealed his comfort, calmness, and satisfaction.

"it is good!"

"I don't need to make a monument to me after I die!"

"But you must keep filial piety for me, and you will not be allowed to go out for a month!"

The boy in white said lightly: "Yes!"

A flush on the old Taoist's face was obviously a sign of the return of light. He exhausted his whole body and looked up at the young man beside him, as if murmuring.

"Half a month ago, I picked you up at the foot of Mount Tai, and found that you were born with a sword in your heart. You are a good seedling who will practice swords, so I brought you back!"

"It's a pity, unfortunately you don't want to worship me as a teacher after all. I don't think my swordsmanship is as good as that of your master because of the old man."

"I know you have a great life, but don't mind, this world is not as simple as you think!"

With Lao Dao's words falling, he fell back to the rattan chair with his arms down, his eyes closed slowly, and a little regret remained in the corners of his mouth.

The oil lamp went out suddenly.

The boy in white was silent for a moment, kneeling heavily on the ground, and solemnly struck three heads.

"It is a gift of worship and filial piety. After March, I will take revenge for you!"

A drop of tears fell from the corner of the boy's eyes, and then hit the ground, the voice was unusually clear.

The boy looked up at the moon, his eyes looked like stars: "Master, where are you?"

...

At the foot of the one hundred thousand mountain.

A rough-looking middle-aged man ran down Mai Lang, and even at night, he was still on the ground.

"Kill my younger brother, this hatred is not common!"

"Mr. Ye, I'm here!"

"I Gufan practiced forty winters and summers, and it's time to be born, I hope you won't let me down too much!"

(Ps: Chapter four late at night, four chapters will be updated at one time tomorrow night at eight.)