C539 The bloody plot on the shoulders of those giants

"Be more serious?" Hehe, Little Bing Bing, you've been bad at learning. Why are you so naive? I'm saying that I ate a little myself when I was feeding you in the car. "

When Qiao RuBing was in the car, she had her eyes closed. Naturally, she did not know whether Ye Cheng had eaten or not, but she did not think that this fellow would not only take advantage of his words, but also taunt his.

"Then what were you thinking about just now?" Ye Cheng smiled and asked.

He was too lazy to speak to this scoundrel, and when he looked around, he suddenly discovered a black shadow not far away on the beach. This was because she was not afraid of Ye Cheng, so he pointed his finger and asked in a strange manner, "Ye Cheng, what do you think that is?"

Ye Cheng followed Qiao RuBing's finger and saw a black shadow on the beach. From afar, it looked like a person lying on the beach. Because Qiao RuBing was on Ye Cheng's back, she was taller than him, so she could naturally see far.

"I think he looks like a person. Let's go over and take a look." Ye Chengyi was a brave man, so he didn't mind. If he needed help, he wouldn't mind doing whatever he could.

"It's better not to." When she heard Ye Cheng say that he was a human, the more she saw of him, the more he resembled her. Qiao Rubing slowly bent down and laid on Ye Cheng's neck in fear. After all, seeing an unfamiliar black shadow in the middle of the night made even women somewhat afraid.

"What are you afraid of? With me here, you think that thing will eat you? If you want to eat it, I'll eat it. " Ye Cheng casually said as he strode towards the black shadow.

"Break!" Qiao RuBing broke into a mouthful of blood and glared furiously at the fellow whose head was filled with dirty thoughts. However, she could only glare at the back of Ye Cheng's head and did not have the slightest bit of lethality.

When they were still over ten meters away from the black shadow, it was as Ye Cheng expected. It really was a person, or to be more exact, it was a black clothed old man with completely white hair. However, the old man's back was facing him and his appearance could not be seen.

"Ye Cheng, I … I'm afraid. " Qiao Ru curled her neck, practically pressing her face against Ye Cheng's cheek, and said softly.

"Why don't you just stand here and I'll go take a look? "If the old man just fainted, we can't just watch and do nothing." Although he said this, his eyes were still full of vigilance. He did not forget the mission he had come here for, but with his superior perception, he believed that the old man was probably dead because he could not feel any traces of life on the old man.

"Then... "Then you should carry me over. Why don't you call out first, just in case he's just sleeping?" Although she had seen the dead before, it was different tonight. That was in a spacious and bright hotel, and right now, on a beach where the cold wind was blowing in waves, the surrounding reeds were rustling in the wind. Looking at this strange old man lying on the beach, it would be strange if she wasn't afraid.

"Hmm, that makes sense. Little Bing Bing is still smart." Ye Cheng nodded his head and shouted, "Hey, old man! Are you dead or alive? "

Qiao RuBing rolled her eyes and felt helpless. Was there anyone who would ask such a question? Even if he was still alive, he would probably be angered to death by this fellow.

The old man lay on his side and did not move.

When Ye Cheng slowly approached the old man in vigilance, the old man suddenly turned over and yawned to the two of them, "Is kissing enough?"

"AHH!" Qiao RuBing cried out in surprise and almost rolled down from Ye Cheng's back. Thankfully, Ye Cheng did not forget to take advantage of his every time he got a chance. His claws did not manage to create such a scene.

Hearing the old man's strange words, it was as if he had seen the matter between him and Qiao RuBing tonight. And when he saw the old man's face, Ye Cheng almost threw Qiao RuBing out from his back. His doubts immediately turned into anger: "Damn old man! So it's you! "

He did not forget the incident where the old man beat him up while he was still in Lu Mengzhu's school. At that time, the old man was just lying on the road pretending to be dead while he kindly tried to help him up, but the old man had actually managed to pin him down, and the old man's fighting prowess was not ordinary, so there was nothing he could do about it. Although the old man had healed his internal injuries, he had allowed the old man to beat him up.

He just didn't expect that the damned old geezer would use such a trick to lie on the beach and play dead.

"You know him?" Qiao RuBing heard Ye Cheng's tone and asked doubtfully.

"Of course! There's still enmity! " This old fart was not simple. Although he did not feel any ill will from this old fogey, but only god knows what this crazy old fogey was planning to do, he unconsciously took a small step back to open up a safe distance. He vigilantly looked at the old man, who was still in his pajamas, lying on the beach.

The old man seemed to be like an old man who had just reached the age of one year as he slowly climbed up from the beach. However, he still sat on the beach and raised his head to look at Ye Cheng, who was looking at him vigilantly, "You are really an ungrateful brat. I really don't know how Old Lin accepted such a useless disciple like you, but your martial arts have not improved at all."

"Old Lin?" Disciple? Honored master? " There were not many people in this world who could be called master by him. Firstly, it was the instructor of his youth in the army, and secondly, the master of the Lin family who had taught him acupuncture. Currently, his instructor was only in his thirties at most, so naturally, he couldn't be considered old.

"You … What do you mean? You know my master? " Ye Cheng's voice was trembling with emotion. Ye Cheng couldn't help but be excited because he had never found Master Lin, and it was also because of the acupuncture skills that his master had taught him that had saved his life many times during missions in the army. If it wasn't for him, his bones would have long been buried in some triangle-shaped drug lord's nest.

"Could it be that your master is not Lin Yifan?" The old man pulled out a bag of roasted chickens from somewhere and began to eat one of the chicken legs.

So his master's name was Lin Yifan. Just based on his name alone, he had the demeanor of an expert, Ye Cheng thought to himself.

Ye Cheng's gaze did not escape the old man's eyes, and he spat out the bone in his mouth with a poof. He used his dirty and dried claws to pick the air leaking from his yellow teeth as he looked at Ye Cheng with disdain, "I don't even know my own master's name. I really want to slap you to death!"

"You've met my master? Where is my master? " Ye Cheng did not pay attention to the elder's sarcasm and asked anxiously.

"Where?" The old man scratched his messy hair with his greasy claws for a long time, but couldn't come up with anything. He impatiently waved his hand and said, "I don't know where that guy is, but before he cried for his parents, he snot and snot. He begged me to find you and teach you some martial arts.

Ye Cheng looked at the old man, clearly not believing his words. His master was an expert, so why would he painstakingly ask this crazy guy, "Really?"

"Damn it!" According to seniority, I'm your martial uncle! You little brat actually doesn't believe this daddy's words! " The old man scolded angrily. Naturally, he would not say that he had come all the way here because he had lost to Lin Yifan in a kung fu competition. He would not say that Lin Yifan was crying as he begged him for mercy.

Before Ye Cheng could shake his head in disbelief, Ye Sheng only felt the figure of the old man in front of him flash and appear in front of him. Without waiting for Ye Cheng to attack or defend, Ye Cheng fearfully discovered that he was unable to move from that dried up claw.

"This girl is pretty." The old man looked at Qiao RuBing's face for a moment before withdrawing his gaze. Then, he looked at Ye Cheng, who was standing in front of him in a daze.

Ye Cheng only felt goosebumps all over his body. He seriously doubted if this old man was his martial uncle or not. Looking at the way he was commenting on Qiao RuBing, Ye Cheng was afraid that he was a strong old pervert.

Ye Cheng also discovered sorrowfully that the truth was not far from his expectations. This was because this old fogey had kicked him, who was unable to move, down to the ground.

Ye Cheng could only feel his vision turning black, the sky spinning, and the earth spinning. Ye Chengzhi, who was in so much pain, grimaced in pain as he greeted this old fogey's ancestors eighteen times, because he was completely uninjured. This old man was clearly taking his revenge on him.

The old man muttered as he beat him, "Damn you, I can't beat you in a fight, but can't I beat your disciple? F * ck! Kicking you to death! "

Ye Cheng never would have thought that the two beatings he received were completely due to the trouble caused by the master in his heart. He just didn't know what kind of expression he would have when he found out the reason.

After beating Ye Cheng up violently, the old man seemed to have vented his anger quite a bit. He casually opened Ye Cheng's acupoints and dragged Ye Cheng's collar towards the forest like a small chicken, saying, "Come with me, I'll teach you some martial arts."

Ye Cheng looked at Qiao RuBing who was lying on the beach, wearing a white down jacket that was full of snow. An image suddenly appeared in his mind.

At that time, Yang Zhao was dragged by the Western Poison Ouyang Feng to teach martial arts, while Xiao Longnu was pointed at and thrown onto the beach. Little Dragon Lady was never expecting that the goddess would be done for by Wu Dai, that lustful lackey who wore a gossipy robe.

Qiao RuBing was dressed in white, and her face was as beautiful as the sky. Chang'e lay on the beach, and this crazy old fogey was simply a Western Poison Ouyang Feng carved out of the same mold, even dragging him to teach her martial arts.

Ye Cheng felt his head explode, he did not want to be Yang Zhao, who was waving the Broken Iron Sword in his green hat, but luckily, the only thing that changed was that he could move. Ye Cheng was both grateful and grateful, so he hurriedly grabbed onto the old man's leg and teared up, "Senior uncle, you are my senior uncle, as long as you promise me one thing, I will thank the ancestors for heating up a train of paper money."