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The atmosphere in the living room became serious, and there was a murderous intent.

The young man standing behind Chen Siye moved his fingers, and a cold light flashed between his fingers, not knowing what it was.

"Mr. Ye killed me, shouldn't you give me an explanation?" Chen Siye asked.

"He colluded with the islanders to kill my friend. I happened to meet him. I can only blame him for his bad life."

"Fate is not good?" Chen Siye was angrily laughed: "If one day Mr. Ye dies suddenly, will he also blame the bad life?"

Ye Zichuan laughed: "That doesn't exist. Although I am not a good person, at least I haven't done anything that hurts the world and reason. It is impossible to die suddenly."

"That may be natural disasters, man-made disasters, maybe one of them will happen suddenly, who dares to say that he will never have an accident?" Chen Siye said lightly, the meaning of the threat in the words is self-evident.

"That's right, but I believe that I should be able to face it and save my life."

Chen Siye looked at him for a while and said, "Bai Jiu, although it is not my own, but it is better than my own. Mr. Ye should understand what I mean."

"I admit, I can kill him too."

Hearing these words, Chen Siye's eyes were full of coldness, and his aura became extremely terrifying. The killing intent swept like a tide, and the temperature of the entire living room seemed to drop a lot.

"Can I ask you why?"

"In order to save people, I just ran into it. I said that I took people away, and he also left, but he didn't see it. He didn't do it and insisted on killing me. Then if his skills were not as good as people, he was killed by me." The voice was dull as if he was telling something that is not normal.

"Not as good as humans?" Chen Siye said in a low voice: "He has practiced a good martial arts since he was a child, and he has worked hard for me for so many years. I don't know how many scars are on my body. There are not 100 people killed or 50 people killed. You said he is not as skilled as humans?"

"That's the truth." Ye Zichuan spread his hands: "I am an honest person and will not praise others without conscience."

Chen Siye's eyes became extremely cold, and the killing intent was so scary.

"That said, Mr. Ye should be very good at his hands?"

"It's not that good, but self-protection should be enough."

"Really? I have someone under my hand, who is also a martial artist, and I want to ask Ye Zichuan for advice."

"Are you talking about him?" Ye Zichuan looked at the young man behind him: "Playing with flying knives?"

The young man frowned, and cold light flashed in his sharp eyes.

But the next moment, his face suddenly changed, staring at Ye Zichuan, eyes full of disbelief.

Siye Chen's expression also changed!

Between Ye Zichuan's fingers, he was playing with a throwing knife.

"It looks like a good knife. It should be easier to cut fruits."

Both Chen Siye and the young man were stunned, with incredible eyes, never expected that the flying knife would reach Ye Zichuan's hands.

How did he do it?

The two were separated by several steps. Ye Zichuan sat there from beginning to end without moving. How did he get the flying knife?

"Who on earth are you?" Chen Siye asked in a deep voice.

He is also a practicing family, he is more than sixty years old, but his body is still very strong, and Mr. Lin is estimated to be about the same as him, not even his opponent.

After all, he has been on the road for many years, and when he was young, he killed a lot of people. When it comes to killing people, he is much better than Old Man Lin.

But with his eyesight, he didn't even see how Ye Zichuan did it. This is really incredible, making it hard for him to accept.

Thinking of the reports of his subordinates before, Wen Yuren was dead inexplicably, Ye Zichuan didn't know when he appeared in the car and killed him easily.

"Change to a larger one, this knife is easy to break."

Ye Zichuan's two fingers pressed lightly, and the flying knife in his hand broke into two pieces, alive by him!

Chen Siye and the young man were really shocked. Although the flying knives were not big, they would not bend under a weight of several hundred catties.

It was such a sturdy flying knife that looked like glass in Ye Zichuan's hand. It was incredibly fragile, and it was easily broken, and it only took two fingers.

Chen Siye looked dignified and looked at Ye Zichuan very vigilantly.

He felt that the materials he had read were all fake. How could a rural kid have such a method? It was completely abnormal.

But the information found is like this. Ye Zichuan's life trajectory for more than 20 years has remained unchanged, and there is no special place.

"Too normal is the biggest abnormality. Maybe, he really has any hidden secrets that I can't find out." Chen Siye thought in his heart.

"Mr. Ye is really hidden, this is the first time Chen Chuqiao has lived for more than 60 years."

"A little trick, you can't get on the stage, so Si Ye laughed."

"So, what is your relationship with Su Peishan? You killed my son in order to save her."

"she is my friend."

"That's it?"

"That's all." He said that, but Ye Zichuan still had a little bit of unconsciousness in his heart. As long as he was a man, he would have different thoughts about Su Peishan.

Chen Siye's hands kept changing, clenching tightly for a while, relaxing again for a while, as if he was making a difficult decision in his heart.

"If I go to war with Yanyumen in the future, will you also take action?"

"No, it's a matter between you and it has nothing to do with me." Ye Zichuan said: "Of course, if her life is in danger, I will do it too. It is only for her."

"Well, this is what you said. I hope Mr. Ye will remember what he said."

"I also hope that the fourth master will remember what I said before, you can fight with your own people, but if you collude with foreigners to kill your own people, I will kill you ten times!"

Chen Siye's eyelids jumped sharply, and the muscles on his face twitched.

After living for so many years, he was still threatened like this by a single person, and he was just a young man in his twenties, without any background and influence.

But it was the threat of such a person, he had to face it.

"Siye, if there is nothing else, I will leave first." Ye Zichuan stood up.

"Mr. Ye, please, not far away."

"Four masters stay."

Shi Shiran left the villa, Ye Zichuan walked along the path towards the gate.

Inside the villa, Si Ye Chen stood on the balcony, looking at Ye Zichuan's back, his eyes gloomy and terrible.

"You said, can I kill him?"

The young man behind him was shocked: "What does Si Ye mean?"

"He is very powerful and very mysterious. I don't know what he used to do." Chen Siye clenched his fist: "But as for the hot weapon, I have hundreds of people here, and almost everyone has a gun. You said so many people go together, can you kill him?"