The opening sign to the nine sisters

(onom.) bang bang bang

A figure, dressed in a black suit, came down from among the BMWs, wearing a pair of sunglasses.

It could be described as a very stylish figure.

"These people, who the hell are they!"

Miao Ling'er in the Rolls-Royce saw the people coming out of the BMW, her face confused, eyebrows furrowed.

At this time, she did not dare to have a little bit of movement, the whole delicate body lay on the passenger seat, curled up together.

Who exactly these people were, she was not at all clear.

It was possible that it was the person who had injured Ye Chen before.

It was also possible that it wasn't.

In any case, the most important thing for her right now was not to be exposed and not to cause trouble for brother Ye Chen.

This point, Miao Ling'er was still very clear.

"I don't know, who exactly are you guys sent again."

And after getting off the car, looking at the figure of a middle-aged man in front of him, Ye Chen's face was confused.

These people, though, looked quite formidable.

However, compared to the ones who were chasing after his eighth sister, these people were not worth mentioning at all.

Now, it was obvious that they weren't the same group of people from before.

And who was this group of people, exactly?

Ye Chen wasn't clear at all anymore.

"Kid, where's that hundred year old ginseng?"

The middle-aged men in front of them heard and surrounded Ye Chen all of a sudden, and one by one, their faces were cold, their eyes were clear, and they questioned.

This was something their young master wanted, when was it this brat's turn to get his hands on it.

However, since this brat had bought it, it would be even easier for them to just snatch it over.

"Hundred years of ginseng!"

Ye Chen heard and looked a little surprised.

They hadn't expected that their target was actually the hundred year old ginseng they had obtained by spending a billion on it.

"Right! Where did you put it, kid? Now, I suggest you better take it out. Otherwise, don't blame us for being rude."

A middle-aged man who was the leader heard, his face became serious, looked at Ye Chen in front of him and nodded his head.

Hundred years of ginseng, this was what their young master wanted.

And now, it had to be taken back.

"So that's it, you guys are trying to rob it. I don't know, whether your master is Manager Jin Cheng or that guy Wei Ya."

Looking at the people in front of him, Ye Chen finally understood something.

In this world, there was no shortage of some crooks.

When you sell it to you, good deal.

However, as soon as they sold it out, there was a chance that they would intercept it halfway and then snatch it back again.

That way, they can sell it again and even keep the cycle going.

If it really doesn't work, they can still sell it in a second city!

And the manager, Jin Cheng, doesn't know if it is such a person or not.

If it was, then there was something very wrong with this person.

Another thing, it was possible that these guys were that brat Wei Ya's.

After all, he was Buddha to his face, as well as humiliating him.

This ginseng wasn't just any hundred year old ginseng, Wei Ya, there was a possibility that he could see it.

This, too, was a possibility ah!

"Don't bullshit with him, just get on with it. After completing the mission, we'll be able to have a good dashing."

A middle-aged man next to him saw that his face was even more contemptuous and looked at the Ye Chen in front of him.

Such a brat, I don't know why their young master needed to send more than twenty of them over.

He could take care of it by himself alone, did he need to be so prepared?

"No it isn't! A brat is just a brat, there is no need to have any scruples, just take it down directly."

And when the people beside them heard it, one by one, they nodded their heads.

Wasting time, to them, but shameful ah!

"See, kid. Now, do you want to be a good boy and get it to us, or do you want us to take it ourselves? It would be a bit painful if we were to take it ourselves."

The middle-aged man leading the group heard, looked towards Ye Chen and warned.

"In that case, if you guys are capable, you guys can take it yourselves!"

Ye Chen saw and clapped his hands.

"It's been a long time since I've moved my muscles and bones properly, and it's quite nice to move around. What's more, I'm quite curious about the people behind you."

"Bastard, if that's the case, then give it to me. Don't be polite to him, just save your breath."

The middle-aged man leading the group saw that his face was instantly gloomy.

This brat was truly arrogant enough.

Toast the wine, not drink the forfeit wine.

In that case, let's fulfill you!

"Hey! Why didn't you say so? That's over."

One of them saw it and rushed towards Ye Chen all at once, his right hand cackling, which could be described as an explosion of power.

Boom.

However, a punch followed, but his figure flew out backwards.

It drew a parabolic line through the void and hit the ground hard.

"Ahhhh! My hand!"

The face was in pain, and the entire arm was even more powerlessly hanging down.

It could be said that it was simply a crushed fracture.

"How is it possible!"

When the middle-aged man saw it, his face became even darker and looked at the crowd around him.

"Copy guys, this brat's point is too hard!"

"Yes!"

The crowd next to hear, saw their partner who bore the brunt of the brunt, one by one did not dare to drag the big, took out a steel pipe with about 50 centimeters from among the BMW.

"Stinky brat, I don't believe anymore, you can be harder than steel!"

The middle-aged man at the head saw, smiled proudly, looked at the steel pipe in his hand, which could now be described as full of confidence, and waved his right hand.

"On!"

"Yes!"

When everyone next to them heard, they nodded one by one and rushed over to Ye Chen.

"Brother Ye Chen!"

And in the Rolls Royce among the Miao Ling'er see, face can not say anxious and worried.

These people, one by one can not fight, actually copy the guy.

And, what's more, these people actually beat up the group.

Brother Ye Chen, okay?

(onom.) bang

However, under Miao Ling'er's gaze, the steel pipe in front of her that came down against Ye Chen's right hand was bent directly by a punch from Ye Chen's right hand.

"How could it be!"

Seeing this scene, Miao Ling'er's face was completely shocked.

Dude, this is a steel pipe!

Brother Ye Chen, actually being able to bend steel pipes with ease, it's too terrifying!

"How is that possible!"

The middle-aged man leading the group saw that his face was no less shocked than Miao Ling'er's.

This man is too much of a terror!

"I say, now, it's my turn! You guys are a bit weak!"

Ye Chen saw it and helplessly shook his head, his figure instantly rushing over.

"Together, give me a fierce ......"

(onom.) bang bang bang

Before the middle-aged man at the head of the group said anything, a figure flew backwards.

It smashed into the BMW, the trees, the ground and so on, all of them howling.

"I say, you're really useless enough!"

Lifting the middle-aged man in front of him and throwing him on the ground next to him, Yatsuo looked towards the forest not far away.

"Time to come out! Young Master Weiya!"