There was a delicate girl standing in front of her, and the posture she was posing at this time was the starting hand gesture called Wing Chun. There was no doubt that this was an invitation to fight.

Yun Ao's mind flashed through this idea, but he denied the subsequent idea in the next second. "Fight? Don't fight?"

The result is obvious. Yun Ao chose not to fight.

"Okay! Let's stop here! Although I don't reject female opponents, I will not take action in this situation at the moment." Yun Ao took back his offensive posture and slapped the dust stained on his clothes.

"Then, thank you, Mr. for your mercy!" Seeing the old man stopping, Lin Mingmei also bowed to the old man with the flow, then turned around and came to He Moming's side. While staring at He Moming with a angrily, she carefully helped He Moming with dust on his body.

But Yun Ao saw this scene. The old man laughed, but accidentally pulled the lump on his face. "Tsk, boy. What a blessing!"

He Wuming, who was dealing with Lin Mingmei's seemingly intimate but secretly punished, looked up and threw a provocative look at the old man and said, "Old man, are you envious?"

"Haha! I'm so old, I haven't seen anything before?" The old man laughed, touched the dusty beard, and shouted majestically: "Luo, don't you, a bastard, have you turned a wink?"

Luo, who was still savoring the battle between Yun Ao and He Wuming, did not hear Yun Ao at first, but he could hear clearly when he returned to the mountain-blowing tree beside him. After the girl suddenly pushed Luo Yi, who was still in a state of wandering outside the sky, the young man who was wandering in the sky finally came to his senses.

"What, what?" Luo was a little confused. "What's going on? All the fights have been completed?"

Luo, who was completely out of condition, suddenly made Yun Ao's old face covered with bruises dark, and He, who was watching, schadenfreshed. Then, Luo's fate was obvious. Yun Ao, who finally cleaned up the dust after a war, found some reasons at the first time, and made Luo's finger jump up and down without any chance to stop.

"It's so good to be young!" The old man picked up the hot tea brought from the mountain trees and took a sip, sighing.

Sitting on the side of Shan Chushu and Liam looked like they wanted to say something but stopped, but they didn't dare to say much.

Although Yun Ao looked like a strict teacher who was a role model, this seemed to be not the same in He Wuming's eyes. He said, "Hey! Old man. Although it was wrong for Luo to be distracted just now, it should be enough now."

Yun Ao put down the teacup, glanced at He Wuming, and said disdainfully: "Rats who use pseudonyms, what qualifications do you have to care about my affairs?"

He mentioned this again! After his eyes twitched, he said calmly: "What is my name? But at least you should not affect others if you vent your anger."

"Oh? Are you saying that I'm venting?" Yun Ao's hand paused, and the teacup he was holding was stopped in the air. The old man's eyes were like lightning, and he suddenly shot at He Wu's mystery. "So, are you going to have another fight with me?"

"Come on!" He stood up inexplicably without fear.

"Okay! I have been waiting for you for a long time!" I did it as soon as I said it, even though I had just changed into new clothes, Yun Ao immediately put down the teacup and stood up without showing any weakness.

Just as the old and the young man were about to roll up their sleeves and start to dry, a loud noise rang out.

"You, please be more at ease!" A delicate shout suddenly broke out.

At this moment, the old and the young who were about to start working suddenly became sad.

No need to see, the slap on the table came from those delicate hands. The owner of these hands was Lin Mingmei, the girl who just stopped the competition.

"Old sir, you are still so aggressive at such an age. Do you think you have a long life? If you like to fight so much, why don't I come to accompany you?" The girl's aura suddenly rose, and her power as if she was like a mountain suddenly pressed towards the old man.

Although the old man was not afraid of the power displayed by the singer girl at this time, he finally restrained his own momentum and said a little boredly: "Hmph! I just treat it as giving this girl a face. I won't beat you."

The old man said, and it was He Moming's turn next. He didn't expect it. He Moming, who loved his singer deeply, would not make trouble in such trivial matters. So, a fight that was about to break out disappeared with the singer's drink.

But despite this, the old and the young man showed an attitude of not interfering with me and I didn't want to pay attention to you. This scene looked like a pair of old and young people.

Finally, in desperation, Lin Mingmei, who acted as a buffering role, spoke again. No matter how troubles the young and old, Lin Mingmei, who knew the plan, naturally knew the purpose of their coming here. "That, old man..."

"Don't call me old sir. I'm not old!" Yun Ao suddenly interrupted Lin Mingmei's words and said arrogantly.

"Forehead···"

The next moment, He inexplicably saw that his singer was choked and immediately slapped the table.

"Old man! Do you want to fight? My Mingmei is slandering you, why don't you give me some face?"

"I like it!" the arrogant old man responded.

The next second, there were another punch and kick.

Not long after, Luo, who was confused by Yun Ao's finger, finally finished his work. However, when he returned to the living room, he unexpectedly discovered that the originally neat and clean living room had now become a mess. The bumpy holes covered the floor, walls, and even the ceiling of the living room, which looked like a few holes.

"What's going on? Liam." When Luo was confused, Liam just turned out from the side with a cardboard box full of things.

After seeing Luo coming back, Liam, who had a tangled look on his face, immediately stuffed the cardboard box in his hand to Luo without saying a word, and then threw the words that Luo asked Luo to dispose of the cardboard box and ran away.

"This, what's going on?" Luo continued to be confused.

The living room was obviously no longer used. The young and old who were the culprits of the destruction of the living room were sitting on both sides of the dojo, and no one paid attention to each other. However, the purple-bruised bruises on their faces reminded the onlooker Shan Chuan that the battle to destroy fate just now brought the living room into a fight.

"It's really a waste!" Yamabukiri shuddered when he thought of the young and old fighting, he almost wanted to kill his opponent.

Looking around, a pretty figure was in the center of the dojo, separating the young and old sitting on the left and right sides.

At this time, Lin Mingmei's beautiful willow-leaf eyebrows were raised high.

"Fight! Why don't you beat me anymore?" The girl's angrily reverberated in the dojo.

The young and old just wanted to explain, but when they saw that the other party wanted to explain, they turned their heads over and said nothing. Needless to say, this is probably the legendary age gap.

The singer girl sighed deeply when she saw this. As He Wuming's pillow, why didn't she find that her man would even have a quarrel with others? This guy is already in control of a huge fleet.

And the old man who looked very majestic was actually this kind of virtue. He was an old naughty boy. What was the world? Lin Mingmei suddenly felt that she was dreaming? What was the illusion that she had agreed to be?

In every possible way, Lin Mingmei decided to solve the important matters at the moment. And the troubled man in his family let him continue to stay aside!

"Old sir." This time, Lin Mingmei's name did not attract Yun Ao's counterattack. Instead, the old man nodded slowly as a response.

Just have a response. After Lin Mingmei felt certain, she began to slowly express her purpose for coming here this time.

"Old sir. Maybe Luo and the others have mentioned it to you. But here, I still feel it is necessary to ask." Lin Mingmei looked at Yun Ao's expression changes carefully and said word by word. "I wonder if there was a cosmic pirate group here some time ago, um, or people related to them?"

"Pirates of the Space?" After hearing this, the old man narrowed his eyes slightly. Lin Mingmei, who felt keen, immediately noticed a ray of light flashing under the old man's sharp eyes.

"Well. When I think of it, there seems to be someone like this. But that is not the cosmic pirate group you are looking for." As if I remembered something, the old man fell into memories.

"Well, then?" Lin Mingmei said softly for fear of disturbing Yun Ao's memories.

"Then? Then. I heard that the man seemed to have found someone here, as if he said there was a very rewarding but very high-risk commission that needed to be recruited." The old and powerful right hand slowly twisted his white beard. The old man recalled the rumors he heard at that time, while organizing language and retelling the rumors again.

"Is that all?" the singer girl smiled and asked softly.

Yun Ao closed his eyes slightly, and after a while, he slowly spoke, "This is the situation I know. I think someone should know about the details."

The girl's smile became brighter and brighter, as if her granddaughter was acting coquettishly towards her grandfather: "I don't know who it is? Can you tell me?"

At this moment, the powerful affinity emitted by Lin Mingmei actually caused the old warrior with a firm mind to be lost in this moment. He was stunned and said, "Who? Then I'll take you there to him."
Chapter completed!