C429 Beat up by an old man

In the middle of the night, Ye Cheng dragged a heavy saber and walked towards the bar. The cold blade gave off a magnetic sound as it dragged along the cement road.

"I'm so tired. This saber is so heavy, it must be more than 20 pounds."

Ye Cheng clutched his chest. That female assassin was too afraid and had struck him until he was about to die. If it wasn't for Jounin's timely appearance, he would have probably stopped eating and cursed every inch of the female assassin's skin.

When he arrived at the bar, he discovered that Lei Tianya was actually waiting for him at the entrance. This caused Ye Cheng to be very surprised and he looked towards Lei Tianya with a puzzled look. What the hell was this fellow doing?

"Wang Er, you're really something. ChuanYi Jun told me about you, and your performance surprised him. Moreover, I feel that a small security guard is no longer suitable for you. I have a mysterious mission to give you, but that can wait until your injuries recover first."

After he finished speaking, Lei Tianya and Ye Cheng walked into the bar side by side. The battle blade was held by a subordinate as they walked into the bar. Many people looked at them with both envy and jealousy.

After bidding farewell to Lei Tianya, he returned to his private room. Lin Bingyu and Liang Xiao had already fallen asleep. Although Ye Cheng's footsteps were light, they were still unable to escape Lin Bingyu's ears.

"You're back?" Lin Bingyu sat up, and looked at Ye Cheng doubtfully, "How did you get injured? Furthermore, it seems that your injuries are quite severe. Did you manage to match up with Senior Sister Lin?" She lowered her voice so that no one could hear.

"No." Ye Cheng breathed heavily and said, "You only guessed half of it right. However, it's not because I endured it, but because the other person didn't do it this time. I'm afraid I'm going to have to rest."

Hearing Ye Cheng's explanation, Lin Binghua was slightly stunned. "You said that you were being held back?"

"Yeah." Ye Cheng replied with a faint smile.

Lin Bingyu's face immediately lit up, "I've already checked today. You and Shichuan will almost fight to the death. If he finds out that the person he's going to kill was saved by him, who knows how wonderful her expression will be."

"I think so too." Lin Bingyu did not care about him at all, "Not only did I get my life saved, I was also severely injured."

"Someone else hurt him, right here?" Lin Bingyu asked.

Ye Cheng told Lin Bingyu everything that had happened, especially the terrifying strength of the female assassin. She was able to deal with him easily, and if it wasn't for the fact that the female assassin was too focused on killing Chuanyi, her own bullets might not have been able to penetrate her body.

"So powerful." Lin Bingyu evaluated. Then, she ignored Ye Cheng and fell asleep beside Liang Xiao.

Ye Cheng looked at Lin Bingyu and Liang Xiao's back and shook his head, "What is the purpose of all these experts gathering in Eastsea City? "I'm really curious."

Early in the morning the next day, Ye Cheng washed up and left the bar. Due to saving Chuan Yiyi last night, Lei Tianya no longer had any doubts towards Ye Cheng and did not send anyone to monitor him. In addition, he missed Jiang Chu Yao a little, so he ran towards Donghai University early in the morning.

Although it was in the morning, the entrance to the university was already packed. Some went to eat breakfast, some went to get a new room, and some went out to play together.

Ye Cheng walked back to Jiang Chuyao's room familiarly without notifying her. He wanted to give her a surprise.

"Can the young man do me a favor?" A white-haired old man said as Ye Cheng passed by a roadside stall.

Ye Cheng looked over and saw an old man sprawled on the ground. He was trying to get up but he couldn't. His long white beard swayed from side to side. It was very funny.

"Could this be the legendary Porcelain Pengci?" Without any hesitation, Ye Cheng walked up to help the old man. If it really was a porcelain vase, then he wasn't afraid of it. He was afraid that if it wasn't porcelain porcelain porcelain, then the old man would suffer for nothing.

"Bro, you don't want to live anymore?" Just as Ye Cheng was about to help the old man up, a man with glasses advised, "What if you help him up? What if he's wronged you? Can you afford to accompany him?"

He didn't hate or dislike people like this. After all, as a diaosi, some people really couldn't afford to help.

"Don't worry, I have a lot of money." Ye Cheng said arrogantly.

The bespectacled man originally wanted to say something, but when he saw Ye Cheng's rustic and rustic clothing, he shook his head and ignored Ye Cheng, who seemed to be very rich.

Some people were foolish enough to have a lot of money, while others were foolish enough to not have much either. In the eyes of the bespectacled man, Ye Cheng clearly belonged to the latter.

"Is the old man alright?" Ye Cheng quickly helped the old man up, and wanted to say something more to pay attention to in the future. However, the old man suddenly shouted out loud, and his face flushed red as he swept away his previous dispirited appearance, "Save me, a university student hit someone and you still want to run after hitting someone. Do you still have any laws?"

"Laws? Ye Cheng coldly humphed. "Consider yourself unlucky to have met me. For the sake of being disrespectful, it's precisely because society has scum like you that they are so chaotic."

Ye Cheng's eyes flashed with a hint of anger. He raised his hand to push the old man away. However, he didn't use his full strength. Who knew if this old man would die just by using a little bit more strength?

However, something that surprised Ye Cheng happened. His two hands pushed the old man like a clay ox entering the sea. The old man did not even budge an inch. A crafty look flashed across the old man's eyes as he shouted, "Someone come quickly! This bastard university student still wants to hit me! Help me!"

The old man cried out miserably. Those who didn't know what was going on would think that Ye Cheng was really going to hit someone.

"F * ck off." Ye Cheng laughed coldly, "I didn't expect that the people who have met with such a situation would have the skills to do so. You're really unlucky to have met me."

With a cold expression, Ye Cheng swung his fist towards the old man's shoulder.

The corners of the old man's mouth split open when he saw this. His figure took a large step forward, bypassing Ye Cheng's fist, and used his shoulder to fiercely smash into Ye Cheng's chest. At the same time, his two hands grabbed onto Ye Cheng's hands, and they fell to the ground.

At the same time that he fell to the ground, the old man grabbed Ye Cheng's hand and smashed it onto his chest. From an outsider's perspective, when Ye Cheng's fist and fist landed on the old man's body, a muffled sound could be heard.

Ye Cheng really did pay his respects to the eighteen generations of the old man's ancestors. Just who was this bastard, to think that he could do nothing to him. The sounds of the other fists hitting flesh were all heard by the old man.

The intense pain made Ye Cheng sweat profusely. He endured the pain and did not cry out. Meanwhile, the old bastard actually continued to scream miserably, crying out miserably.

"This scumbag, it's one thing for him to go back on his word even if he bumped into someone else, but he actually dares to hit an old man. He has even lost face for our university." Quite a number of people cursed over and over again as they looked at Ye Cheng in disdain.

It was not like this. He really wanted to argue, but the old man's strength was shocking, he was like a puppet being controlled by him, and he wanted to say something, but realized that he had been hit with acupuncture points at an unknown time. He could only let out a miserable cry.

"Let's go up and help an old man."

Many hot-blooded young men rolled up their sleeves and were about to come up and teach Ye Cheng a lesson, but they were stopped by the old man: "You guys don't have to come up and help, I found out that his strength is actually quite small."

Seeing that he had escaped from the old man's clutches, Ye Cheng immediately stood up, preparing to teach the old man a lesson. One of his hands grabbed the old man's shirt, and before he could even use his strength, a pushing force had already sent him flying out of the arena.

"Pfft." Ye Cheng spat out the grass in his mouth. Even a fool would know that he had met an expert today. Had he not seen the auspicious day when he was out recently? Why are all of them so abnormal?

Ye Cheng wanted to escape. He did not know what this old man wanted to do. Although he did not have any intentions of harming him, he would definitely lose all face if this continued for a long time.

"Damn, isn't this person too useless? He can't even beat an old grandpa?" Will marrying such a person give you a sense of security? "

A fat woman who weighed at least two hundred pounds covered her huge face in fear, afraid that she would marry the man in front of her.

The surrounding people looked down on Ye Cheng as well as this fat woman. Don't worry, you're already very safe, no man would be so bored as to find trouble with you.

"Even if you want to marry me, I wouldn't dare to." Ye Cheng muttered as he looked at the elder with a creepy expression that did not seem like a smile.

The old man narrowed his eyes. "Young man, since you dare hit me and crash into me, you should be prepared to be taught a lesson. Although I'm just an old man, I can deal with a pretty boy like you."

Originally, there was only a small circle of people surrounding them, but as time passed by, more and more people started to gather around them. Ye Cheng felt like he was being watched by the crowd like a monkey.

"I'll fight it out with you." Ye Cheng roared, but he felt that something was off. Indeed, when he looked at the gazes of the surrounding people, it was more than just a look of disdain. He was simply looking down on them.

A young man of about twenty years old actually shouted at an old man with seven, eight, and white hair. It felt weird just thinking about it.

The old man lost his balance and almost fell down. "Don't look at how I have bones that can beat someone like you. It shouldn't be a problem."

Ye Cheng didn't know how many times the old man had said this. It was as if the person who came later didn't know that the old man couldn't beat him. Just as the old man was about to say something, Ye Cheng almost vomited blood.

"It's your bad luck that you met me." The elder repeated what Ye Cheng had just said, and his voice was very soft, just for Ye Cheng to hear.

"I say, senior, please spare me. I didn't provoke you."

"You didn't piss me off, but since I helped you just now, you should at least make this old man happy, right?"

"Healing her wounds?" Ye Cheng asked in confusion. He touched his chest and realized that the chaotic energy flow caused by the female assassin yesterday had completely recovered. He looked at the elder in shock and said, "I wonder what your name is, senior?"

The reply Ye Cheng got was not from the old man, but from the old man, who was screaming like a pig being butchered. "Ah, Eastsea University's student is truly merciful. It's fine if he runs into someone, but he's still going to hit someone."

After the old man finished speaking, he kicked Ye Cheng to the ground. After that, with a heartbroken expression, he left the scene, leaving behind the despised Ye Cheng.

Watching the old man leave, all of the gratitude he felt towards him disappeared into thin air. This damned old man had given him acupuncture points, so he couldn't move at all. All he could do was enjoy a good morning under the disdainful gazes of the people around him.

"Look at this cripple being beaten so badly by an old man that he can't even move, he's really embarrassing himself as a man."

Ye Cheng smiled wryly. If he had the chance, he would definitely spank the old man's butt mercilessly.