Chapter 173 Comedy

The young man who was sitting in a stable position put the teacup on the table heavily, and the female bodyguard behind her made a move. As long as there was something wrong with Ye Hetu jumping off the ring, she would launch an attack. Zhao Shidao, who had left the boxing ring, sensed the movement from the boxing ring behind him, shook his head, and walked to the parking place. He was not interested in what happened inside.

Almost all the special forces put their eyes on Ye Hetu, but the latter had nothing to do. They walked to Qin Li and kicked him twice. After there was no corresponding, they walked to Wang Qiangbao not far away and kicked the unconscious Wang Qiangbao up.

Rubbed his eyes, and there was burning pain all over his body. Wang Qiangbao couldn't help touching it. His shoulders and waist were all injured to varying degrees. The physical quality of the special forces was extremely strong, and a small injury and minor illness could not touch the tough painful nerves at all. It can be seen that Helian Moquan exerted some strength on Wang Qiangbao. Tao. Wang Qiangbao couldn't help but be scondened when he found Ye Hetu in front of him.

"Instor, aren't you already...?"

Rubbing his eyes again, Wang Qiangbao found that the place had not changed, and there was still a boxing ring around him, and he had just been taken down by Helian Moquan above by unknown means. So my brain went blank.

"With that boy's trick, it's not enough to kill me."

In the face of Wang Baoqiang's question, Ye Hetu looked at Helian Moquan sitting in front of the Beijing Military Region with disdain. The other three special forces led by Ye Hetu were overjoyed to find that the instructor was not dead. Maybe they had already guessed that Ye Hetu would not hang up so easily, but when they saw Ye Hetu lying upright on the ring, they were obviously depressed.

Several old men sitting in the VIP seat obviously couldn't calm down and hurriedly asked someone to drag Qin Li on the ground for first aid, but the best doctor in the Beijing Military Region sent the news that the wounded had died, which failed to calm the old men down.

"What the hell is going on!"

He Laomeng, who was very angry, slapped the table and shouted angrily. The special forces competition is a competition of several major military regions, but the competition has not yet begun. Several unrelated people came on stage to completely mess up the competition. How can they not make Mr. He, who is in charge of the competition, angry? If there is a gap, I'm afraid they won't be able to wear this hat.

Amending several people, only Mr. Li, who sent the team members to compete with Ye Hetu, was calm. The furious Jia Lao roared, "No matter what this boy is, I'm going to kill him today!" Several old friends rarely stand on the united front. Now all of them come to dissuade Jia Lao. Don't be impatient.

Ye Hetu, who was looking at Helian Moquan, moved slightly and heard the words from several old men over there, showing a smile. Turn around and walk over there. Helian Moquan's eyes flowed above the platform, brewing something. After patting the dust on his body, Wang Qiangbao ran back to the stage. He did not dare to become the focus of the public below. When passing by Helian Moquan, Wang Qiangbao took a look at Helian Moquan more, but the latter was not interested in dealing with him.

"Stop talking, that boy is coming."

Mr. Li found the movement of Ye Hetu and quickly said to his side. It suddenly calmed down, and Ye Hetu walked fast and slowly. The distance of dozens of meters could be reached in just a moment. The young man sitting on the other side of the VIP seat waved to the woman behind him not to act rashly. The woman who was instructed by the master temporarily stabilized, but still did not relax her vigilance.

"I heard that someone is going to shoot me?"

In front of the VIP seat, Ye Hetu, who stood casually, picked up his hands and asked lazily. His careless attitude was faintly arrogant. Several old people kept the same silence at the critical moment. Before it was the turn of the young man next to them to speak, it was just the mentality of others watching the play. Re-up the teacup, but don't drink tea. What you hear with your ears and what your eyes see will be remembered in your heart that it is not too late for a gentleman to take revenge.

"Are you forcing us old men?"

Mr. He narrowed his eyes, looked at Ye Hetu in front of the VIP seat, and asked softly. He dared to kill in front of them. It was commendable, but don't forget that this is in China. There is also a group of tiger-stigous special forces around. The old people sitting in the VIP seat are all very authoritative people in the major military regions and the Military Commission. Courage is not directly proportional to insight. This boy is a young and reckless warrior, but what they are worried about is that Ye Hetu's courage and insight are equal, which is a little dangerous.

Hearing Mr. He's questioning, Ye Hetu, who had a casual attitude, walked away and just made a step. Several old people put their hands on their waists one after another, but Ye Hetu didn't seem to see it, and he still took it. It was only a few steps away from the place where he stood to the VIP seat, two seconds away.

"Forcing you? I'm not interested anyway."

He reached out his hand to the VIP seat and took an apple. Ye Hetu spread out his hand and said that it didn't matter. The red apple came to his mouth and took a big bite. He chewed the apple with relish without any danger around him. All the special forces saw Ye Hetu eating the apples on the table alone in front of several military district bosses. They were so impressed that they swallowed a few mouthfuls of water.

Several old people saw Ye Hetu's unbridled performance, and there was another ghost fire. When Ye Hetu first arrived here, several old men had a good impression of him, but now they are a little more on this descendant. After killing people in the competition, they not only did not run away, but also dared to nibble apples leisurely in front of them. Ye Hetu is the only one who has gone through the history of the Military Region Special Forces Competition.

"Are you tired of living?"

Jia Lao, who was furious, suddenly stood up and pointed to Ye Hetu angrily. Whose boy came here to make trouble? Now he has decided that he must grab Ye Hetu and suffer a little to let the boy's parents come to the military region to beg for mercy and release him. If there is no backstage, it would be better.

"Old man, did you just say you were going to shoot me?"

He casually spit out a few apple seeds at the back. Ye Hetu raised his head and asked Jia Lao with a smile. His tone did not take Jia Lao's words seriously. On the other side of the seat of the Chengdu Military Region, his right hand was already holding the handle of the gun at his waist. Yang Wangzhen, who was ready to wait for the opportunity, suddenly felt numbness in his right hand. A small thing got into the palm of the handle of the gun and raised his right hand to look at it. He couldn't help but be terrmented.

There was an apple seed lying in his hand. Yang Wangzhen hurriedly looked up at Ye Hetu on the opposite side, because only Ye Hetu was eating apples on the competition field, and the apple seeds in the palm of his hand could only come from Ye Hetu. Ye Hetu, who was stared at by Yang Wangzhen, happened to turn his head at this time and raised a smile from the perspective of Yang Wangzhen. He didn't know whether it was intentional or unintentional, so that Yang Wangzhen, who had something in mind, stopped preparing to continue.

This young man is not as easy to deal with as it seems.

After some scruples, he didn't dare to scare the snake. It's better to see what he wants to do. It's not too late to make a plan. Yang Wangzhen secretly speculed in the bottom of his heart.

"What can you do if it's me?"

Despite his old friend's dissuasion, Jia Lao took the risk and said directly to Ye Hetu. He stared, and all the majestic side was displayed in front of Ye Hetu. He was afraid that this boy would not do it.

Soon after nibbling an apple, Ye Hetu wiped his mouth and threw away the core. Then he looked at Jia Lao who stood up and shrugged his shoulders and said, "What else can I do? Just admit a mistake and apologize. Otherwise, others say that I don't know how to respect the old and love the young.

Hearing Ye Hetu's answer, He Lao and several old people were relieved. They thought that Ye Hetu wanted to do something rebellious. They also saw that Ye Hetu's skills were better than that of special forces. In case of an accident, they would regret it if they didn't stop it.

"Apologize? Just apologize to me and it's over? You have a good abacus, but you can't come to me!"

Seeing that Ye He's chart doesn't seem to be joking, Mr. Jia still refused to let go. The order of the special forces competition was disrupted by Ye Hetu. It is still a question whether it can be carried out normally. How can he apologize? Several old people are quite satisfied with Jia Lao's behavior. Young people just want to teach a lesson like this, otherwise they will not remember next time.

Ye Hetu, who was not in the mood to entangle with Jia Lao, has shifted to the young man holding a teacup next to him, but Jia Lao's words made him turn his attention back again. In the face of an old man, Ye Hetu was not impatient. He looked up at Jia Lao and said calmly, "Sir, you may be wrong. I didn't give it to you. Apologize, I asked you to apologize to me.

"You boy..."

The words rejected by Ye Hetu were so angry that the old Jia Lao's eyes were dazzled and said intermittently. Before he finished speaking, he stood up and his trembling body finally fell back uncontrollably. Shocked, the other old men next to him quickly picked him up and shouted for rescue. A pair of stretchers quickly ran to pick up Mr. Jia.

Seeing this scene, Ye Hetu couldn't help shaking his head and sighing. He just made a joke. Unexpectedly, the old man couldn't help but toss around and fell down in a few words.

If Mr. Jia, who fainted and knew, knew Ye Hetu's idea, I'm afraid he would have to wake up.

There is a eye-catching "leaf" sign on the table. The young man sitting behind put down the teacup and rushed to the female bodyguard behind him to make a subtle action. He sat quietly in place and carefully observed the leaf river map only a few meters away from him.

Ye Hetu just turned his head and looked at the place where the young man was sitting, but there was a black and shiny muzzle on the opposite side. The person holding the pistol is, of course, the woman standing behind the young man. The posture of holding the gun is accurate. Maybe as long as Ye Hetu moves a little, the muzzle will burst out dazzling sparks.

Everyone saw the sudden change, and the bodyguard was actually equipped with a gun, which was tough enough!

Ye Hetu, who was targeted by the muzzle, was motionless, and his smile had not faded, but a strange word came out of his mouth.

"He Changfeng."

As soon as Ye Hetu's words fell, a gust of wind suddenly hung behind the opposite young man. He fixed his eyes and saw that the gun in the woman's hand was missing, but a half-gnawed cucumber appeared on the right hand of the gun before.