"You, what kind of turtle technique are you?"

Ye Ling'er held it in for a long time and only asked this question.

Abing looked at her with a smile:

"I want to learn, I will teach you?"

Ye Ling'er's face turned red and she stomped her feet in anger:

"Who wants to learn your turtle skills!"

Seeing that her bodyguard was punched by someone, she was also deflated and cursed and took the people away.

A Bing didn't pay much attention to the little girl and paid the money to buy the medicinal materials home.

But Ye Ling'er's side was that the more she thought about it, the more angry she became.

She is only 21 years old this year and has been walking in China Sea for 18 years. Unexpectedly, she was bullied by a small security guard today.

When she got home, she started to lose her temper and smash things everywhere.

His father, Ip Man-tung, heard the sound:

"Ling'er, what's going on? I have such a bad temper today?"

"Dad, someone bullied me!" Ye Ling'er saw her father coming and quickly complained.

"Oh?" Ip Mantian was a little surprised, "Who bullies you? Didn't Qin Shou be with you?"

"A stinky security guard, grab me the medicinal materials." Ye Ling'er looked resentful, "That waste Qin Shou is now hospitalized."

When I heard that his master of the 8th dynasty of the warrior under him was beaten to the hospital, Ip Man-tung was not angry, but was a little surprised.

"What kind of kung fu did that person use? Is it very strong?"

Ye Ling'er snorted coldly:

"Stop talking, that guy is practicing turtle art!"

"He just stood there, letting Qin Shou punch him for more than ten times, and he didn't move at all. Finally, he took advantage of Qin Shou's exhaustion to counterattack."

"Dad, you didn't see his pretending look. You must get your face back for my martial arts school!"

Ye Ling'er kept complaining, but Ye Wentian looked outside the door thoughtfully.

Recently, their Ye Family Martial Arts Hall and the Lin Family Martial Arts Hall have formed some disputes, and the two sides agreed to resolve the dispute through competition.

The Lin family martial arts hall is very strong, and Ye Wentian's strongest disciple, his son Ye Yang, has not returned from another place for a long time. The Ye martial arts hall is worried that no one will respond.

The little security guard who suddenly appeared in front of him might be an object to use.

"Ling'er, do you know where to find the security guard?" Ip Mantian said.

Seeing his father like that, Ye Ling'er frowned: "Dad, you won't want to come to compete with him, do you?"

"Call me here and have a look, there's no hurry."

"Don't look for him, I think that guy is very disgusting." Ye Ling'er was so angry that she was so angry that she was itchy when she called A Bing a fairy.

However, she could not resist her father's majesty after all. After several preachings, she reluctantly spoke about the relationship between Qinglong.

...

Two days later.

Underground parking lot in Longguang Community.

A Bing and a group of security guards, as well as Zhang Biao, who had just joined the Wu team, were fighting passionately.

In the square drawn by the parking line, Abing was shirtless, his muscles were tight, and his horse stance was wide open, like a bronze man.

His senior brothers and sisters also took off their shirts and siege them from all directions, some even carrying steel pipes.

Countless sticks and fists fell on Abing, but he gritted his teeth and remained motionless.

Team Wu stood aside, smoking a cigarette with frown on his face.

"What should I do if this kid is addicted to body-forging..."

Just as he was muttering to himself, Li Hai's bodyguard Qinglong came over with a box with exquisite packaging.

When he saw A Bing full of men, he was a little stupid:

"Damn it, Master Xu is a bit fun..."

After he waited for a while, A Bing, who was covered in bruises, stopped his work slightly and wiped his body with a towel:

"What's the matter, Qinglong?"

"Mr. Xu, this is a gift from the Ye Family Martial Arts Hall. Their family invites you to go to the Ye Family Xiaoxu tonight."

Abing looked down.

What Ip Mantian gave me was a blood qi pill gift box set...

The Blood and Qi Pill was refined from A Bing's family. Now it was taken by the bosses and packaged into exquisite gift boxes, three in groups, and can be sold for more than 50,000 yuan per box in one piece.

It's so expensive that all the warriors from Zhonghai still snatch them.

Ip Man-tung is also a warrior. He is very sincere in giving such a box of gifts when the market is so tight.

A Bing took the gift box, but hesitated to look at Wu Jing next to him.

"Captain Wu, someone from the martial arts hall treats me to dinner..."

"If you please go, ask me what I'm doing?" Team Wu was smoking a cigarette, looking like a master who didn't ask about the world.

"They are afraid that they have something to ask for me, and I wonder if they ask me where I am, how should I report myself?"

Team Wu thought for a moment and threw the cigarette butt:

"Tell them not to ask, they are security guards, who are from Yeluzi."

A Bing nodded, probably understood, and then smiled and took the Blood and Qi Dan gift box to honor it to Team Wu.

Team Wu waved his hand generously: "I have eaten this thing, I'd use it. You should keep it for yourself. Be beaten every day and keep up with the nutrition."

"Okay, thank you Team Wu for your concern."

Abing smiled and nodded, taking back the gift box.

I went back and changed my clothes and drove to Ye’s house on time at night.


Chapter completed!