C516 The Furious Lei Zihan

The weather wasn't too good today. The hot summer had passed, and what greeted them was a refreshing autumn day …

In the arena, Ye Cheng's expression was solemn as he looked at Xu Shaohua, who was about ten meters away from him. In the field, Ye Cheng looked at Xu Shaohua, who was ten meters away, and was respectful towards every opponent.

However, he was not in a good mood right now. Not a single person thought well of him, and not a single person stood on his side, because even though Wolf Fang was a special forces organization that he couldn't get close to through his skirt, his simple two words represented incomparable glory and honor, so he had no confidence in this battle. However, his own arrogance wouldn't allow him to escape with his tail between his legs, especially in front of An Ningxuan. Furthermore, his opponent was her boyfriend.

"Come." Seeing that Xu Shaohua was ready to fight, Ye Cheng said.

"Humph!" Xu Shaohua let out a cold snort. His feet suddenly exerted force, and like a gust of wind, he rushed towards Ye Cheng. His fist carried a sharp wind as it swept towards Ye Cheng's neck.

Ye Chengcheng really wanted to test how weak Xu Shaohua's rank 3 special forces really were, so he was not in a hurry to attack. He reached out his hand like lightning and grabbed onto Xu Shaohua's wrist.

Feeling the power of Xu Shaohua's attack, Ye Cheng thought to himself, the rank 3 special forces really aren't weak, although the speed is pretty good, the angle and posture of the punch is also quite impressive, but the power is too weak. Xu Shaohua's martial strength isn't too bad when dealing with ordinary police officers, but in the ranks of special forces, it's too weak, to the point that it doesn't even meet the requirements for special forces.

Xu Shaohua never thought that Ye Cheng's attack would be so fast and strong. Not only did he block his attack, Ye Cheng's hand that was grabbing his wrist was as hard as steel and he didn't move at all.

"Hah!" Xu Shaohua let out a loud shout as if he was cheering for himself. Even if he lost, he still had to not look so bad. He suddenly kicked towards Ye Cheng's groin.

It was one thing for him to not make a move, but the moment he did, it would be on the vital points of the body. This was an essential part of the special forces training.

Since he had already probed Xu Shaohua's strength, Ye Cheng didn't waste any more time with him. At the same time, he was incomparably appreciative of his own absolute strength from before. If Xu Shaohua had used his martial arts to fight an Asura Hall assassin, then the one who survived alone would definitely have been an Asura Hall assassin.

When Ye Cheng grabbed Xu Shaohua's hand, Xu Shaohua's body couldn't help but lean forward. Ye Cheng also lifted his knee and fiercely hit the knee that Xu Shaohua hit.

"Bam!"

With a muffled sound, Xu Shaohua gave a heavy grunt. He felt as if his knee had hit a hard rock, and his bones almost broke.

Ye Cheng released Xu Shaohua's wrist. Xu Shaohua limped backwards due to inertia. It was obvious that his leg was not light after colliding with Ye Cheng.

Ye Cheng's gaze was sharp and his body suddenly shot out, kicking Xu Shaohua in the chest.

"Bam!"

Xu Shaohua let out another heavy groan, and his feet flew off the ground. Fortunately, Ye Cheng didn't expect him to be wearing casual casual shoes, if it was military boots, he might have kicked Xu Shaohua half to death.

Due to the injury on his knee, even getting up was a bit difficult. There was a clear footprint on his chest, with one hand covering his chest, and his body swaying as if a gust of wind could knock him down.

Ye Cheng was stunned, he obviously didn't think that Xu Shaohua, a Level 3 Special Forces soldier couldn't help but hit him.

However, this was also good. After Ye Cheng had discovered Xu Shaohua's strength, he had originally planned to use a head-on collision against Xu Shaohua to completely destroy his confidence. Therefore, Ye Cheng's knee strike had been Xu Shaohua's knee, or else it would have been his chest.

A few minutes ago, Xu Shaohua who was unrestrained and unrestrained was now in a very sorry state. The footprints on his chest seemed to be a silent taunt and it was unknown if he was still angry from being unable to breathe.

Especially at this time, no one was patiently watching him fight with Ye Cheng. Wang Xiaoshan was taking the opportunity to flatter An Ningxuan, praising her to the point where her face turned red, but her heart was full of joy. Wang Xiaoli also had his own difficulties. Previously, he had offended Fan Cheng, so he was afraid that Fan Cheng would wear small shoes for him. Right now, he was relying on his master Ye Cheng, so he had to build a good relationship with Ye Cheng's wife.

On the other side, Gao Han was talking to Fan Cheng and Zhang Qing, and no one knew what to say. On the other side, Gao Han was talking to Fan Cheng and Zhang Qing, and no one knew what to say.

"You lost." This Xu Shaohua was simply too lacking, his martial arts value was probably not too far from Lei Zihan's. When he thought of Lei Zihan, Ye Cheng thought of another thing, and thought that it would be best for him to meet Lei Zihan before accompanying Qiao RuBing to the northwest.

"Yes, I lost." Xu Shaohua said in a carefree tone with a slight tremble in his voice.

"How are you? Do you want me to send you to the hospital? " In the end, An Ningxuan and Xu Shaohua were former comrades-in-arms, and Xu Shaohua had specifically come to the East China Sea because of him. Even though his goal was impure and he didn't like him, he still voiced out his concern.

Right now, he was just an arrogant clown. The only thing these people could see was their own jokes, losing face in front of the woman they like. Xu Shaohua didn't want to stay for even a moment longer, so he said, "Thank you, I'm fine, I'll leave now."

"Hey, aren't you going to leave after eating?" Wang Xiaoli said at the right time.

Xu Shaohua's body trembled, but he didn't say anything. He staggered out of the training field.

"You stinking brat, can you not take such a risk?" Fan Cheng slapped Wang Xiaoli's back and said.

"Hmph, I hate this conceited fellow the most. A few days ago when he saw me, he actually called me Little Li. Is Little Li also a nickname from him!?" Wang Xiaoli pouted.

"What is it? "You're getting cocky now?" Fan Cheng stared at Wang Xiaoli and said.

"Of course. With master's support, who would I, Wang Xiaoli, fear?" Wang Xiaoliang raised his head and snorted. It looked like he deserved a beating.

Fan Cheng looked at Ye Cheng, who was looking at him with a smile on his face, and muttered, "Humph, you should be cocky. Wait for Ye Cheng to be gone, then let's see how I'll treat you!"

The match between Ye Cheng and Xu Shaohua was only a small episode because Xu Shaohua was not even comparable to Ye Cheng.

The six of them chatted and laughed as they arrived at the stall closest to the police station. One of them was in broad daylight, but there weren't many people at the stall right now. Wang Xiaoliang, Zhang Qing, and Gao Han, all dressed in black leather pants and black vests, showed off their muscles which were full of explosive power, their hair half an inch square, neat black leather military boots, their steps were neat and meticulous; An Ning was dressed in police uniform, her face was extremely handsome and valiant; and the most discordant of all was that Ye Cheng, dressed in casual attire, was casually standing in contrast to the meticulous five, especially now that Ye Cheng was stretching out his claws and placing them on An Ning Xuan's waist. He looked even more like a playboy, while Fan Cheng and the others looked more like his bodyguards.

"Feel free to order whatever you want to eat!" Fan Cheng waved his hand.

"At this roadside stall, can you even order a whole Han Dynasty banquet? F * ck, you sure know how to pick a place." Ye Cheng rolled his eyes in dissatisfaction.

"Hehe, my bank card was confiscated by my wife before I came here, and the money I got today is from Old Guo for my military expenses." Fan Cheng said, embarrassed.

"Good ah, you actually dare to use military expenditure to treat us? Aren't you afraid of being caught in court?!" Ye Chengdao.

"Hmph, so what if I'm eating at a roadside stall with military expenses!" "I am taking care of the lives of the poor people, working hard for the prosperity of the Chinese people, promoting economic development, and adding tiles to the prosperity of our motherland!" Fan Cheng said shamelessly.

"Puchi!" Seeing that Fan Cheng's words were plausible, An Xuanxuan was immediately amused. No wonder Ye Cheng was so thick-skinned. So he was the same kind of person.

Although they said it was a stall, it was actually just a small stall. However, Ye Cheng and the others wanted the atmosphere, so it didn't matter what they ate. Besides, compared to eating in the jungle when they were on mission in the army, it was much better.

The six of them asked for 30 jins of beer. Although Wang Xiaoli looked weak and weak like a girl, his alcohol tolerance wasn't low at all. Drinking beer was like drinking cold water as he gulped it down.

However, after drinking to their heart's content, everyone seemed to have returned to their previous life of elegance, and their words had no bottom line as they did not even take care of An Ningxuan, the only female in the group, and they kept on making dirty remarks from time to time. Although the current An Ningxuan was already human, her relationship with Ye Cheng had not long been established, and she was more like a woman who had just tasted a forbidden fruit.

Wang Xiaoli was almost finished drinking. Her fair, woman-like face was slightly red, but his appearance was very cute. It did not match with his black leather pants and vest, so he picked up a full glass of beer and said, "Come, Master, Mistress, let me toast you with a glass of beer. I wish Mistress is young and young, and that you will always have the same heart.

Wang Xiaoli said these words in an orderly manner, which made Ye Cheng feel very comfortable. Especially that 'Blessing that you can do it with a golden spear'. When Wang Xiaoli said that, he raised his glass of wine and said happily, "I like that. Come on."

Wang Xiaoliu's words caused An Ningxuan's pretty face to turn red. He looked at Ye Cheng's smug expression and reached out his hand to pinch his waist. With a red face, he lifted his wine cup and took a sip.

The sharp him suddenly raised his head, and saw a group of young hoodlums, dressed in all sorts of attire, angrily walking in front of their table with machetes in hand and axes in hand. The one who walked in front was a furious Lei Zihan.