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"Pancake fruit, six pieces each, add eggs and sausage..."

A street not far from Ye Ming's house.

A middle-aged man was out stalling as usual.

He has been selling at a stall on this street for two and a half years. Due to poor craftsmanship, there were no customers at the beginning.

Over time, when people nearby saw his efforts, they would occasionally come to buy a piece of pancake fruit that didn't taste good.

Ye Ming came out of the barber shop and happened to see this stall.

"I haven't eaten for a long time, so I'd like to have one."

With a chuckle, Ye Ming walked towards the stall.

The boss, who was idly playing with two eggs, suddenly saw Ye Ming who came to buy pancakes and fruits, and gave him a meal.

He quickly took out his phone and opened the secret photo album to compare.

But it was finally over, waiting at the door of this boy's house for two and a half years.

This person is none other than Zhao Sanqian.

Ouyang asked him to assassinate Ye Ming, but he failed. Then he squatted near Ye Ming's house day and night, and even set up a stall, so he waited for Ye Ming.

However, he was not in a hurry to take action at this moment, after all, there were cameras on the street.

He said to Ye Ming with a smile.

"Young man, what flavor do you want? I have White Oak Country flavor, Kimchi Country flavor..."

Ye Ming didn't feel anything strange about Zhao Sanqian at first. He also saw the identity of the other warrior at a glance, but he didn't reveal it.

“Let’s have an authentic dragon fruit flavor and add a little coriander.”

"Okay, wait a moment."

I have to say that Zhao Sanqian's movements were very quick, but the cake he made was not very complete, as if it had been chewed by a dog.

"Boss, what's your skill?"

"Don't look at the cakes I make that look ordinary, but taste great. It takes two and a half years of craftsmanship."

Ye Ming nodded slightly and knew why the boss's business was not doing well.

This appearance alone has persuaded a lot of people to retreat.

"Hello, eat it while it's hot."

As a result, the pancakes were made with fruit. Ye Ming blinked a few times, was speechless, and then went home.

Zhao Sanqian looked at Ye Ming's back, a cold light flashed in his eyes, until he watched Ye Ming's figure disappear around the corner, and said coldly.

"Eat well, this is your last meal."

After that, he sent a message to Ouyang.

"Prepare a celebration banquet for me tonight. After two and a half years of squatting, I've finally waited for this kid."

Ouyang, who was doing multi-person sports, didn't come back to his senses for a moment and said doubtfully.

"That kid?"

"Ye Ming!"

"Okay, I'll order some tender ones for you when I come back tonight."

……

Zhao Sanqian did not close the stall, but waited until night.

He slowly hid the cart in an alley and walked slowly towards Ye Ming's house.

Ye Ming just got the newly bought mobile phone and praised it.

"The express delivery of Dongdong is really fast. My sister placed an order for me at noon and it arrived in the evening."

Because Ye Ming's previous mobile phone had not been turned on for two and a half years, and now it could no longer be charged.

I had to ask my sister to give him a new one.

Ye Ming, who was walking into the house with his cell phone, suddenly turned around.

Zhao Sanqian appeared three feet away from Ye Ming.

His expression was gloomy, but he couldn't suppress the excitement in his eyes.

"Young man, it's been two and a half years since I've been waiting for you. It's been two and a half years since the debut of an artist on TV."

"Oh, you are a talent scout?"

Ye Ming asked with a half-smile.

Zhao Sanqian sneered.

"I'm here to kill you!"

"What, are you scared? Why don't you run away?"

Ye Ming said lightly.

"Why should I run?"

"Because you offended someone you can't afford to offend, someone asked me to kill you!"

Zhao Sanqian looked gloomy.

Ye Ming hesitated for a moment and then asked.

"Tiger Hall or Xu Family?"

Hearing this, Zhao Sanqian narrowed his eyes slightly.

It seems that this young man is unusual. He is not afraid at all when facing himself.

"There is no need for a dead person to know so much. Go to hell and see the King of Hell and tell him that the person who killed you is called Zhao Sanqian!"

Zhao Sanqian sneered.

As he raised his hand, the hunting fist roared, pointing directly at Ye Ming's face.

Ye Ming just turned sideways slightly, dodged Zhao Sanquan's punch, stretched out a finger and shook it.

"Boxer Boxer!"

"Now, tell me who sent you here, and I can keep your body intact."

"You are only in the early stage of the Houtian realm, but you still dare to show off in front of me. In my eyes, you are just an ant. You should die!"

Zhao Sanqian looked grim, he was actually laughed at by a boy in the early stage of the Houtian realm.

As he spoke, his aura surged, and he could almost touch the threshold of the late Houtian realm.

He concentrated all his inner strength on his right palm.

"Earth Tiger Palm!"

Zhao Sanqian looked down on Ye Ming, but he really showed his skills and directly used the unique skills of Tiger Hall.

Ye Ming shook his head slightly, without any dodge, and allowed Zhao Sanqian to punch him in the chest.

However, Ye Ming's figure remained motionless, and even his clothes were not broken.

"You want to kill me with just this strength?"

Ye Ming spoke indifferently.

"How is that possible? Even a warrior in the late Houtian realm cannot easily block my full blow. You..."

For a moment, Zhao Sanqian suddenly realized something.

The other party has disappeared for two and a half years, doesn’t that mean he has been practicing for two and a half years?

With Ye Ming's talent, he may have improved a lot in the past two and a half years!

Zhao Sanqian's expression suddenly changed, and he quickly took his hand back, already having the idea of ​​​​escape.

Where did he get the courage to wait for a martial arts genius to come back and die?

The other party definitely couldn't beat me before, but after two and a half years, the situation has changed...

Before Zhao Sanqian could start to escape, Ye Ming had already helped him.

With a flick of his fingertips, a strong wind instantly knocked Zhao Sanqian away more than ten feet, and he hit a wall heavily.

Ye Ming trembled and appeared in front of Zhao Sanqian, pressing a hand on his Tianling Cap.

Facing such a tough-talking guy, Ye Ming unified his soul search skills to serve him.

Zhao Sanqian, who had been beaten to death by Ye Ming, instantly glared, stretched out his legs, and went down to complain to his grandmother.

"Oh, this Ouyang turns out to be the second hall master of the Tiger Hall, and his status is quite good. No wonder few people knew where he was before."

Ye Ming murmured softly.

"Ouyang, right? Since you let me squat for two and a half years, I have to settle the account!"

In the blink of an eye, a wisp of real fire fell on Zhao Sanqian, instantly burning him to ashes.

Then, Ye Ming flashed and headed towards Ouyang's hiding place.

……

the other side.

Ouyang, who had just finished a multi-person exercise, drank red wine and waited for the news of Ye Ming's death.

After two and a half years, I finally waited for this day.

At first, Xu Junfeng thought it was because he was not doing things well, but now it seems that it was just Ye Ming who was hiding.

He didn't believe that Ye Ming could cultivate to the late Houtian realm after hiding for two and a half years.

Even if he practiced in his mother's womb, it would be impossible to achieve this level of strength at this age.

In two and a half years, Zhao Sanqian had almost reached the late stage of the Houtian Realm.

In fact, this is not the case. Zhao Sanqian spent most of his time selling pancakes and fruits, so he had no time to practice...

He had just taken a sip of red wine and planned to call the maid to prepare some delicious wine.

Suddenly, there was a muffled sound outside the villa, as if the wall of the villa had been blown open.

Ouyang ignored it, maybe it was caused by the discussion among his own men.

Suddenly, the sound stopped.

Then, the door was kicked open heavily.

Under the illumination of the light, Ye Ming walked in slowly.