The close-knit mad soldier of the beautiful president

At dawn, the sky is slightly brighter.

Outside the quiet Linjiang Pavilion, all kinds of people scattered around the park, turning the originally spacious venue into a crowded meeting place.

The only thing that is different from the gathering is perhaps the quiet and outrageous atmosphere here.

In the venue of thousands of people, no one made a sound, and even their breathing was controlled at an extremely low frequency.

They are all waiting patiently.

Waiting for Long Yuetian to open his eyes, and also waiting for the arrival of the man who is going to compete with Long Yuetian.

Time passed by every minute and every second. When the red sun was in the sky and the scorching sun poured on every corner, the people in the park began to show expressions of impatience. The few people who were farthest from the center began to discuss .

"It's already noon, why hasn't the guy who is going to compete with Senior Long come yet? Could it be that he ran away?"

"Probably not! They put up such a big battle and fled before the battle, who can afford to lose this person! But... if you are going against Senior Long, running away is a wise choice!"

At the outermost edge of the crowd, two fat middle-aged men wiped the sweat from their heads while stretching their necks, wanting to catch a glimpse of Long Yuetian's demeanor.

They are the heads of two large enterprises in Beihai City, and this time they heard the news and came to join in the fun, wanting to see a field they had never touched before.

But what the two of them didn't expect was that they stayed here early in the morning and didn't want to miss this duel, but one of the protagonists didn't arrive for a long time.

"Hey! Just wait patiently! Didn't you see so many big figures standing here basking in the sun!"

Looking at the crowd waiting patiently around, one of them sighed and fell silent again.

The people who came here today are all people from Beihai City, or even the entire Huaxia Pyramid. Compared with these people, even if they are the bosses of two listed companies, they are just two people who can only stand on the edge. Look around for a small role.

At the same time, in a villa far away in the city center, Ye Feng, as the core figure of this duel, was still lying on the bed and fast asleep.

"Boom!"

There was a crisp collision sound, and Lin Xiaoxiao knocked on Ye Feng's door cautiously, and asked softly, "Mr. Ye, are you up yet?"

Inside the door, Ye Feng's confused voice also sounded: "What's wrong?"

"Mr. Ye, didn't you make an appointment with Senior Long Yuetian to compete in Linjiang Pavilion today?" Lin Xiaoxiao was a little puzzled.

Yesterday, for Ye Feng and Long Yuetian's martial arts competition, Lin Xiaoxiao spent the whole night in worry, and got up early this morning, ready to send Ye Feng there.

But from early morning until noon, Ye Feng did not get up for a long time.

"Uh... sorry, forgot, forgot."

On the soft big bed, Ye Feng scratched his head in embarrassment when he heard Lin Xiaoxiao's voice.

After three months of intense life in the African battlefield, Ye Feng's powerful biological clock seemed to be disrupted after returning to China. He lived so comfortably in Lin's house these days that he didn't even think about martial arts competitions. Forget it.

"I'll wait for you downstairs."

Hearing this, Lin Xiaoxiao shook her head helplessly, and could only praise Ye Feng's heart for being too big.

An hour later, at the edge of the Linjiang Pavilion, which was crowded with people, a pink Rolls Nurse parked steadily among the luxury cars.

Ye Feng held a cup of soybean milk and fried dough sticks in his hand, looked at the scene in Linjiang Pavilion through the car window, and exclaimed: "Scary! There are so many people."

After speaking, Ye Feng still didn't forget to take a bite of the fritters in his hand.

"Mr. Ye, do you want to go over after eating?"

In the driver's seat, Lin Xiaoxiao, who was dressed in a sexy OL outfit, turned her head and asked, with a somewhat complicated or admiring meaning in her eyes.

From their villa to here, it takes only 10 minutes at most, but after Ye Feng got up to wash up, he went to buy some breakfast leisurely before rushing here. This delay, only an hour passed .

If others knew that Ye Feng was still so tepid in the martial arts competition against China's number one master, their jaws would probably drop in shock.

After all, that is China's number one expert, Long Yuetian.

"Wait for me for 5 minutes." After taking care of the things in his hand, Ye Feng finally left a word to Lin Xiaoxiao, and then got out of the car.

At this moment, Lin Xiaoxiao, who was still sitting in the car, was stunned when she heard this, "5 minutes?"

"Why isn't this person here yet? It's a great honor to have so many people and Senior Long waiting together!"

At the outermost edge of the crowd, the two fat men couldn't help complaining again, but just as they said something, someone suddenly patted their shoulders.

"Give it up!" Ye Feng drooped his eyes, feeling bored.

"Who are you?" A fat man looked Ye Feng up and down in the clothes that cost less than 100 yuan all over his body, showing a hint of contempt: "What are the security guards outside for? Why do you put everyone inside!"

After all, he patted the dust on his shoulder exaggeratedly, as if the place Ye Feng touched was so filthy.

The fat man's rough voice made dozens of people around him look sideways, and after they also took a look at Ye Feng, whispers spread.

"Who is this man! He is in tatters, so he can't be a beggar?"

"Didn't it mean that the Linjiang Pavilion has been blocked? Why are there still beggars coming in?"

"It must have sneaked in from somewhere!"

"Get him out of here!"

Compared with the luxurious clothes of everyone present, Ye Feng's T-shirt and shorts were really out of place, and the class gap seemed to be vividly reflected in an instant.

But even in the face of so many people's ridicule, Ye Feng was still unmoved, and just looked calmly at Long Yuetian in the Linjiang Pavilion with his eyes closed.

"This man is really ignorant. He told him to leave, but he still insisted on not leaving. Let the security guard come over and drive him away!"

After a long time, when the dissatisfaction of the people around him became more and more intense, Long Yuetian in the pavilion finally felt Ye Feng's calm eyes. ear.

"The person I'm waiting for has arrived, let him in!"

"Who is Senior Long waiting for?"

Everyone was stunned for a moment, then their eyes widened, and they looked at Ye Feng inexplicably in horror.

The two fat men standing in front of Ye Feng subconsciously took two steps back to the two sides, and the crowded crowd began to split a wide passage at an extremely fast speed, leading directly to the Linjiang Pavilion where Long Yuetian was.

The expression of the person who showed all kinds of disdain for Ye Feng just now can be described as extremely exciting.

Ye Feng, who was considered a "beggar" by them just a second ago, suddenly transformed into an equal to Long Yuetian.

The class gap is fully reflected at this time.