Chapter 888

From 11:30, ye Ziheng gasped while eating. At last, he stayed at 1:00 and ate for an hour and a half.

As a martial artist, ye Ziheng is still practicing. For the first time, he feels that he can support himself by eating these meals.

He felt vaguely that he was a little sleepy and had a feeling of being full of food and drink. He just lay down for a sleep.

On one side of the sofa, Xiaokui and Xiaohei were sleeping half an hour ago. At present, there are only three members of Ye Ziheng's family left in the battlefield.

Ye Ziheng looks at his watch, shakes his head and looks at his parents.

"Dad, mom, I have to go, or I won't be able to catch the car."

"Or we'll give you a ride."

Ye's father said with a big stomach, he also ate a lot this time, and ye's mother, who could not speak directly.

"Forget it, I'll go alone. I'll be back in a few days anyway."

"That's it. Be careful on your own road."

With that, he leaned his head against the chair and closed his eyes.

Ye Ziheng slowly stood up, burped, took a look at the sofa to win Xiaokui and Xiaohei, thought for a moment, decided not to take them, so he went out alone.

At the moment when ye Ziheng just walked out of the door, ye Ziheng directly operated the skill, and the breath continuously flowed in the body, accelerating the digestion of the food in ye Ziheng's stomach. In just one minute, ye Ziheng's stomach turned into a little sweat, which was completely removed, and ye Ziheng felt relaxed instantly.

"Elder martial brother Ye."

At this time, several disciples from the shankan community came to ye Ziheng's side.

"What can I do for you?"

Ye Ziheng looked at them and asked with a smile.

"We are here to see you to the high-speed railway station. The car is ready. Shall we start now?"

When ye Ziheng saw this scene, he couldn't help but be stunned. Unexpectedly, what the old thief Qin arranged was very thoughtful. He directly picked himself up here and was willing to take a taxi.

"Then let's go."

Then, ye Ziheng accompanied several disciples to the garage. The garage opened slowly, and a row of luxury cars appeared in front of Ye Ziheng.

"Which one shall we drive?"

The disciple looked at ye Ziheng and asked.

Ye Ziheng doesn't care, anyway, it's almost the same for him, so he shrugs and says.

"All right."

The disciple nodded, then picked up the key and drove a blue Lamborghini out.

Ye Ziheng sat in and before he could close the door, the disciple suddenly turned around and said.

"Done."

Then, ye Ziheng felt something was wrong. Quickly shut the door.

But also at the moment when the door was closed, ye Ziheng saw the innumerable buildings in front of the window passing by at full speed. If he hadn't just digested what was in his stomach, he would probably vomit completely.

In this way, ye Ziheng sat on the car and kept this speed. Ten minutes later, ye Ziheng successfully reached the station. The disciple stopped the car stably with a beautiful tail flick, and then he couldn't help shouting.

"Fuck! Cool! "

Then he turned to see ye Ziheng, but found that he was looking at himself with a kind of sad eyes, couldn't help swallowing his mouth and turning around.

"That, senior brother, the place has arrived."

"Well."

Ye Ziheng nodded and answered, but didn't get off immediately. Instead, he sat in the car for another ten minutes before getting off.