Ten Thousand Realms Exchange System

The blue sea is slight, just hearing the name is extremely beautiful, not to mention the intoxicating aroma of wine.

"Brother, my mouth is getting more and more tricky by you, I don't care, the wine I drink in the future will depend on you!" Tang Qianzhong said very arrogantly.

Ye Zichuan could only smile bitterly.

Taking a sip of the blue sea, Tang Qianzhong closed his eyes and savored the taste, he didn't open his eyes for a long time, feeling like he was soaking in the blue sea, washed by the waves, extremely comfortable.

After a long time, Tang Qianzhong opened his eyes: "One bite is worth a thousand cups."

Brother Meng and Brother Shui were a little greedy, but they could only hold back.

Bartender Xiao Jiu watched hotly on the side, watching Ye Zichuan stop talking, and endure extremely hard.

After sending Tang Qianzhong away, Brother Xiao Meng looked at Ye Zichuan and said, "How about giving you an extra 5,000 yuan a day, and mixing a cup of NV and a cup of blue sea breeze?"

To be honest, when he said this number, he also had a little hot face.

Even characters like Tang Qianzhong are full of praise for this kind of wine, and they even promised the treatment of the chief royal bartender of a five-star hotel before, and they really can't get it for 5,000 yuan.

"Yes, but I'm going to school in a few days, I'll teach this to Little Brother Jiu, let him transfer it." Ye Zichuan said.

The handsome Xiao Jiu's face turned red with excitement.

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After a busy day, after getting off work at twelve o'clock in the evening, Ye Zichuan left the bar and walked towards his home.

The dim lights, the secluded alleys, and the few pedestrians, Ye Zichuan suddenly stopped, his body tense.

"Yes, yes, you're very vigilant. A man clapped his hands and walked out of the shadows.

Tiger! Ye Zichuan knew that he would meet this guy in the next few days, and he swept his face fiercely, and it was strange to be able to let himself go!

The burly body, fierce face, and tiger tattoo on his shoulder made him look hideous and fierce.

Behind him, there were five younger brothers, either holding steel pipes or baseball bats, looking at Ye Zichuan with an unkind face, showing a hideous smile.

Ye Zichuan looked at them, although he had Bajiquan by his side, his heart was still beating, after all, this was his first time fighting in a group, and he was a little excited and a little scared.

"A poor sour college student with a dead father and mother dares to get involved in a gang struggle without knowing whether he is alive or dead, should I say that you have a kind, or should I say that you are stupid?" The tiger looked at Ye Zichuan like a dead man.

"Gang fight?" Ye Zichuan's pupils shrank slightly, thinking of the white powder in the bar, and vaguely seemed to understand something.

"But it doesn't matter, you're just a small character anyway, and no one will pay attention if you die. As soon as the tiger waved his hand, several younger brothers surrounded him.

Ye Zichuan looked at them, showed a mouthful of white teeth, and smiled: "You will eat me?" "

Boy, blame your bad life, let's vote for a good family in the next life!"

Almost instinctively, Ye Zichuan moved out sideways, dodged their attack, and then came to the side of one person, and cast the Eight Pole Fist, a simple iron mountain leaning, and directly shook the person away.

Then he stepped out and came to the other person, and punched fiercely, with a sharp force, accompanied by a clicking sound, the man's ribs were broken, and he lay on the ground and screamed!

In a short moment, the two people were beaten down by Ye Zichuan, and they couldn't get up.

The remaining three people were like ghosts, this is a college student, obviously a practitioner! The

tiger's face also changed, and he recognized that this was Bajiquan, he didn't expect that Ye Zichuan's emaciated body contained such terrifying power.

"Little bastard, I underestimated you. The tiger walked forward, his eyes were fierce, and he had an extra knife in his hand, and approached Ye Zichuan.

Ye Zichuan sensed the danger, made the first move, and came to one of them with one step, leaned around, dodged his baseball bat, grabbed his arm, and then twisted it hard, the man's arm was directly twisted, and he howled in pain.

The tiger's burly body rushed over, like a humanoid tank, and the knife in his hand flashed with cold light.

Ye Zichuan avoided him, came to the other person's side, swept out his right leg like a steel whip, hit the man's chest, spat blood, and flew out directly.

"Little bastard!" The tiger was furious, he was also a good hand at fighting, and stabbed at him, tricky and sharp, pointing directly at Ye Zichuan's vital point.

But Ye Zichuan was faster, avoided the knife, and when he came to the last person, the splitter snatched away his steel pipe, and then smashed it down, and his head was bleeding immediately.

In just two minutes, all five junior brothers were put down, either with broken ribs or broken arms, lying on the ground screaming and losing their combat effectiveness.

This is simply a great shame, he has been a tiger on the road for so long, and he has all fought by fighting, but now, he didn't even touch the corner of Ye Zichuan's clothes, but he was knocked down by the other party with five younger brothers, if this is spread out, he will not be laughed to death.

"Little mongrel!" the tiger shouted, his eyes blood-red, and he pounced on Ye Zichuan fiercely.

Ye Zichuan smiled coldly, only now did he realize that he was strong and had no fear at all.

He dodged the tiger's knife sideways, and smashed a punch into the tiger's chest, the tiger's reaction was unexpectedly fast, raised his other hand to block Ye Zichuan's fist, and the knife turned and cut directly at Ye Zichuan's neck.

Ye Zichuan let out a cold sweat, dodged the knife when he couldn't make a move, and then became furious, grabbed the tiger's arm with both hands like dragon claws, twisted it hard, only to hear a click, and the tiger's arm was directly unloaded.

The tiger screamed, but it became more ferocious, and kicked Ye Zichuan's crotch.

"Damn, dare to kick my little brother!" Ye

Zichuan was furious, grabbed the leg kicked by the tiger, and then pulled it hard, directly causing the tiger to split a hundred and eighty degrees, and the terrible scream made Ye Zichuan feel cold.

For such a person, Ye Zichuan didn't have any need for his subordinates to show mercy, and smashed down with a punch, so that his face was covered with blood, and he couldn't move his fingers before stopping.

", dare to provoke the master, I can't beat you to death!" Ye

Zichuan spat out, like a rooster winning cockfighting, majestic and high-spirited.

After beating people, Ye Zichuan began to think about how to solve the situation in front of him, he couldn't kill all six of them, right?

"Hey, who are you?" came Brother Shui's voice on the other side of the phone.

Ye Zichuan pinched his throat and said, "Xinghua Lane, Qingping Street, the body of the tiger is here."

After saying that, he hung up the phone, and after making sure that a few people couldn't escape, he walked away.

Ten minutes later, Brother Shui came here with people, and was stunned when he saw the tiger lying on the ground with his legs closed.

What kind of fierce man? He actually beat the famous tiger on the road into such a coward?