Damn, Mantis Fist!

Ye Chuan finally remembered the thin gangster. Thinking of this, he couldn't help but smile.

The thin gangster saw that Ye Chuan actually smiled, and his heart became even more frightened, so he quickly changed to a more intimidating position.

"Ah~~~Fight~~~Come on!!!" The thin gangster shouted in a very high-end voice.

"Hey, have you brought money with you?" Ye Chuan asked calmly with his hand in his pocket.

"Oh, yes!" The thin gangster immediately put down his figure when he heard this, as if he had forgotten what had happened before, and took out a handful of change from his pocket: "Brother, do you want to use it?"

Ye Chuan was not polite, and took two steps forward and snatched the change from the thin gangster's hands, saying, "I was tired of fighting just now, so I took the money out to buy a bottle of iced drink later."

Seeing that all the change in his hand was taken away by Ye Chuan, the thin gangster asked pitifully: "Brother... are you... considered a robber?"

Ye Chuan sighed, patted the thin gangster's shoulder gently, and said heavily: "Well...just be true!" After that, Ye Chuan was not too stunned and pulled Jian Meihua out of the bar.

Looking at the backs of the two, the thin gangster showed tears of grievance.

Suddenly, he felt that this scene seemed very familiar, as if he had just experienced it twice not long ago.

Many years later, it was still the most famous variety show in Jianghe City. The host held the microphone and asked, "Mr. Eat the Death, then when did you start to get rid of the profession of "gangster" and embark on the path of painter?"

The stool had deep eyes, as if it contained infinite sorrow. He lit a cigarette, took a deep breath and said slowly: "It was one night in 2017, and I was watching the venue in the bar..."

Ye Chuan and Jian Meihua walked out of the bar and asked with a smile: "How is it, Sister Mei? Are you happy?"

Jian Meihua covered her mouth and chuckled: "Brother Chuan, I recorded all the videos of your fight just now. This is evidence. If I am unhappy in the future, I may hand him over to your younger brother!"

Ye Chuan's eyes turned cold and he asked, "How do you know about this?"

Jian Meihua gave Ye Chuan a angrily glance and said, "What are you doing? Do you doubt me?"

Ye Chuan also realized that he was a little too nervous and explained: "No, just ask casually."

Jian Meihua didn't expose it and said, "Since I know that you killed the Arhat, of course I will know the cause and effect."

"Yes." Ye Chuan nodded slightly and stopped talking.

"It's rare for you two brothers to do this." Jian Meihua said: "I heard that he was still threatening in the police force to send your brother to prison with his own hands."

"Yes, but he doesn't have that ability." Ye Chuan said: "It's also my fault. I protected him so well when I was a child, which led to him being unable to withstand any setbacks now."

"I used to be the same." Jian Meihua said quietly: "It was not until later that I understood."

"What do you understand?"

"If you understand, you must be cruel if you don't suffer setbacks. Whoever is cruel enough will stand firm. Someone is crueler than you? It's very simple, kill him. Just tell everyone that you are the cruelest one, that's enough." Jian Meihua said with a smile.

"Well, it seems to make sense." Ye Chuan echoed.

Jian Meihua suddenly asked, "Have you ever thought about what would you do if one day he really had some evidence and was about to arrest you? Run away?"

"I don't know." Ye Chuan shook his head: "Have you ever thought that one day, I want to kill you, what will you do?"

Jian Meihua smiled: "I will kill you first, but I think you won't."

"Why are you so sure?"

"Because you still owe me two things, I know that Brother Chuan is a trustworthy person. As long as I let you owe you all the time, you won't kill me, right?" Jian Meihua smiled and said to Ye Chuan.

Ye Chuan shrugged helplessly: "So you don't plan to say these two things."

"Wait for me to think about it." Jian Meihua smiled and then stopped talking.

The two of them just walked under the dim street lights, and the light made their shadows look very warm.

At this moment, Ye Chuan actually wanted to keep going, although he and Jian Meihua had different positions. But for some reason, whenever he was alone with her, he felt an inexplicable heartbeat.

"Brother Chuan, please accompany me for a walk!" Jian Meihua suddenly put away her smile and sighed.

"Well, it just so happens that I want to take a walk, too." Ye Chuan said, following Jian Meihua's steps, the two of them didn't say anything, and just walked towards the end of the road.

But such warmth was quickly broken.

"I feel something is wrong."

"I feel like I'm in trouble."

As they walked, the two suddenly said at the same time. Seeing that the other party and they said the same thing, they looked at each other and smiled.

"It seems that every time we two are together, we can encounter some trouble." Ye Chuan shrugged and smiled helplessly.

"It seems...it's true." Jian Meihua was also a little helpless.

As he was talking, a few men in black suddenly rushed out from both sides of the road, holding weapons in their hands. This was not the end. Soon, batches of men in black appeared one after another from the alleys on the side of the road, including forty or fifty people, surrounding the two of them.

"It seems that the danger this time is not small." Ye Chuan said: "Does of people, I'm afraid we have to get out first. It's harder than climbing to heaven."

"I still have a pistol and a whip, what do you have there?"

"I also have a whip, but I can't take it down." Ye Chuan shrugged.

Jian Meihua thought for a while and realized what Ye Chuan meant. She said angrily: "When is it? Do you still have the heart to joke?"

As they spoke, dozens of people were gradually approaching, surrounding Ye Chuan and Jian Meihua into a small circle.

The crowd separated and a young man walked out from behind. He was dressed in black and had a slender figure. There was no expression on his cold face.

He was holding a long narrow saber in his hand, and was hitting the ground rhythmically.

The person coming was Shura Hu, Xie Ruhong.

"Haha, I originally wanted to deal with Ye Chuan, but I didn't expect there was a big fish." Xie Ruhong looked at Jian Meihua and smiled.

"How did you know that we are fish, but you are not?" Jian Meihua said with a smile, her hand quietly holding the whip around her waist.

"Okay, there's no time to talk nonsense." Ye Chuan said: "I just want to ask you a question."

"Hmm? Say it!"

"That's how you know I'm here?"

"Do you really think Zhang Yang is no longer in the bar?"

"I, I understand."

"Okay, there's no time to talk nonsense." Xie Ruhong said in the tone of Ye Chuan just now, then waved to the crowd: "Do it!"
Chapter completed!