Chapter 393 Report

Seeing the scene in front of her, Park Jin-hee's face was extremely pale. The once proud kendo was in Ye Tian's hands, and she couldn't even pull out the knife, which made her heart die.

"Good knife!"

This knife is only three feet long, the body of the knife is only two fingers wide, the back of the bow is slightly curved, and the blade is full of patterns like broken ice. Ye Tian knows that this is a very special forging technology in Japan.

Holding the handle of the knife in his right hand, Ye Tian's left index finger gently bounced on it. The "buzz" sound sounded, the knife body trembled, and the whole knife seemed to be alive.

"I don't mean to have a knife. No matter how good the knife is, it's useless." Ye Tian casually held a knife flower, and the cold light flashed around him, and the temperature seemed to have dropped by several degrees.

"Dang!" With a sound, Ye Tian put the knife into the sheath, threw it to Park Jinxi casually, and said, "Japanese kendo, carving insects and small skills, go back and tell the heroes of the North Palace. If you want to see the real martial arts, come to China to find me."

"Do you know the teacher?!" Park Jin-hee suddenly raised his head and got rid of the lost mood just now.

"I don't know, but if you take this knife back to show him, he will know me!"

Ye Tian shook his head and walked out of the park. He looked very slowly, but in the blink of an eye, he had walked more than ten meters away, and his voice came from afar, "In the future, I will enter within 500 meters of my home without mercy!"

Ye Tian's last words made Park Jin-hee startle in a cold sweat. At this time, she understood why Ye Tian's face was so ugly before, and she dared to commit other people's taboos.

"Why do you want me to take the knife to the teacher?" Park Jin-hee looked at Lei Che in his hand puzzledly and pulled out the knife.

"Ah?!"

At the moment when the knife came out of its sheath, Park Jinxi felt that something was wrong. The original heavy thunder knife became light at this time.

After the knife was pulled out, Park Jinxi found that the original three-foot-long knife body was only half a foot away at this moment, which was connected to the handle of the knife.

Park Jin-hee's surprise was so small that he quickly fell the scabbard to the ground, and the two sounded, and the two pieces were one-foot-long broken blades fell on the cobblestone floor.

"He... He actually broke the knife when he closed the knife?"

Looking at the place where Ye Tian's figure disappeared, Park Jin-hee was stunned there for a long time. In addition to shock and panic in his heart, he no longer had the intention to find Ye Tian to try.

You know, Park Jin-hee's knife has been successfully made by a famous Japanese teacher for three years.

It combines ancient forging skills and modern smelting technology. It is said that the magic weapon is not too much, but it was shaken into three pieces by Ye Tian's silence.

Park Jin-hee can't imagine this skill, even her grandfather Park Jung-tae and her teacher Beigong Hero can't do it.

Ye Tian's hand also gave Park Kim Hee a deeper understanding of China. The arrogance and pride of Koreans in the past have become so ridiculous at this moment.

Ye Tian would not pay attention to Park Jin-hee's loss at this time. After returning to the old house, he found that Adin had come back with his two brothers and was sitting in the yard chatting.

"Little brother, what's wrong? Is it so murderous on your body?

Seeing Ye Tian walking into the yard, Gou Xinjia couldn't help frowning. This city is not as good as Foguang Mountain. If Ye Tian doesn't know how to restrain and start killing, it will cause a disaster sooner or later.

"Brother, it's okay. I didn't divine when I went out today, and I had a lot of trouble."

Ye Tian shook his head and said, "I just had a few tricks with the disciples of the North Palace Hero, but that's it, big brother, if there is a chance in the future, I will ask the North Palace Hero for justice for you."

Ye Tian knew that in those years, the Japanese relied on a large number of people, so the hero of the North Palace made a sneak attack and cut off the eldest brother's left arm shoulder to shoulder, which was extremely despicable.

If it weren't for Park Jin-hee's woman and didn't kill Li Feng in the morning's test, Ye Tian would at least leave some dark wounds on her.

"Disciples of the Heroes of the North Palace?" Gou Xinjia was stunned when he heard the words and said, "Tell me about the story of your fight."

Ye Tian nodded and said, "Park Jinxi should have learned from the North Palace, but I didn't let her pull out the knife..."

After listening to Ye Tian's story, Gou Xinjia opened his mouth and said, "Little brother, Kitamiya's knife flow can be passed down in Japanese kendo for hundreds of years, which is also a merit. The swordsmanship of this school is very strange, and the angle of the knife is tricky.

The hero of the North Palace was known as the most outstanding descendant of the North Palace family in those years. His swordsmanship is traceless and he is a difficult opponent. If you meet him in the future, you must be careful.

"Yes, brother, I will pay attention to it." Ye Tian firmly remembered the words of the eldest brother. Since the incident, Ye Tian has learned that the lion should do his best to fight the rabbit.

"All right, Ye Tian, invite the guests to come over for dinner."

The old lady was ready to cook. She walked over and said, "Xiao Ye Tian, I tell you, you can't hook up with that Korean girl. Our Ye family can't afford to lose this person."

"Suntie, what are you talking about? Am I that kind of person?" Ye Tian smiled bitterly when he heard the words. Fortunately, Qingya was drunk and went back to school, otherwise he would not be able to wash up by jumping into the Yellow River today.

When Ye Tian's family was eating happily in the old house, an old man was also eating silently in a heavily guarded red wall compound not far away from them.

The dishes on the table are very simple. Four dishes, one soup, one meat and three vegetables. The soup is fish head tofu soup, and there is a small bowl of rice on the table. Song Haotian is a southerner, but he is not used to eating steamed buns.

The old man eats very slowly, and every bite is chewed very seriously, as if he were eating some delicacies.

On the left side of the old man, Xue Qingsheng, the director of Xue, was standing in the afternoon. Director Xue, who was just majestic in front of people, did not dare to breathe at this time. It seemed that the silent old man brought him mountain-like pressure.

Although facing a change of term, Song Haotian's daily schedule is still tightly arranged. After dealing with Ye Tian's affairs, Xue Qingsheng has been here for more than two hours.

Although he was willing to report the afternoon to the chief, he knew that the chief didn't like to talk when he was eating, so he could only stand aside and wait for the chief to finish his meal.

"Xiao Xue, let's go out for a walk with me."

In half an hour, Song Haotian finally put the last grain of rice in the bowl into his mouth and stood up. Although he was in his seventies, Song Haotian's tall figure did not have a trace of rickets, and his waist was still straight.

"Yes, chief, please slow down."

Seeing that Song Haotian took the lead in leaving the house, Xue Qingsheng hurriedly followed him. Next to him, there was a health doctor and a life secretary with the chief's teacup. Four or five people gathered Song Haotian and walked to Shoupuhe Park.

Unlike others, Song Haotian has lived a beautiful life since he was a child. The late bedtime is somewhat similar to the Taizu of the current dynasty, and the time of his walk is also after dinner.

Shoupuhe Park is located on the east side of Tiananmen Square, which is not very large. Many people in the old four or nine cities may not know, but this is the most common place for the leaders living in the red wall to walk.

"You guys don't have to leave that. I'm in good health!"

Walking on the path of the park, Song Haotian waved his hand to the health care doctors. Those people naturally knew that the chief had something to say, and suddenly slowed down a little.

Song Haotian casually stretched out his arms, looked at Xue Qingsheng, and said, "Say it, didn't the boy say anything good in his mouth?"

In this world, time is the most effective way to resolve all hatred.

Although Song Haotian's uncle died indirectly at the hands of the old Ye family, more than half a century later, the Ye family and the old people of his own generation were almost gone, and the hatred in Song Haotian's heart was also diluted a lot.

Moreover, Song Haotian still felt guilty for his eldest daughter. If it hadn't been for his insistence, his daughter would not have stayed alone in the United States and been separated from her husband and son for more than 20 years.

So although Song Haotian had no feelings for Ye Tian's cheap grandson, he heard the eldest daughter call saying that her son had been bullied. After she wanted to come to China in person, Song Haotian was still furious, and then Director Xue appeared in the branch office in the afternoon.

Of course, Xue Qingsheng would not convey Ye Tian's original words. He immediately said with a smile, "Suprene, Ye... Ye Tian's words are all angry words of children, and there is nothing to say."

Song Jiaotian stared at Xue Qingsheng's eyes, suddenly smiled and said, "It doesn't matter. Tell me, I can understand the child's resentment!"

"Ye Tian... He said that he kept his sweat and ate his own meal. He didn't need your care and love. He also said... that you are not qualified to teach him a lesson!"

Being looked at by Song Haotian, Xue Qingsheng only felt a cold sweat on his back, but he no longer dared to hide it and said what Ye Tian said in the afternoon.

"This child is as impulsive as his father, but he can't rely on the powerful and not afraid of power. He... is also a good boy."

Hearing what Ye Tian asked Xue Qingsheng to convey, Song Haotian laughed hoarsely and had more appreciation for this grandson he had never met. At least in his Song family, there was no such a backbone junior like Ye Tian.

"Supresor, Ye Tian is a child talking nonsense. Don't take it seriously." Xue Qingsheng has been with Song Haotian for ten years. He has never seen him praise him like this. He thought he was saying the opposite.

"Ha ha, Xiao Xue, that child is my junior, but there is a misunderstanding about me."

Song Haotian said this, which made Xue Qingsheng suddenly feel relieved. He was secretly glad that he did not put on airs against Ye Tian today. I'm afraid that this relationship is very unusual for the junior who can make the chief so arrogant.