C10 Zong Hu

After work, Ye Mo did not go home but took a taxi to Liu Yuanwei's place.

There was a visitor today.

Dongjiang City's Thousand Baidu Nightclub.

"You are Ye Mo?"

A burly man with a scar on his face said.

"That's right."

Ye Mo fell into the office's chair and smiled.

"Do you know that East Street is Seventh Master's property? You didn't get Seventh Master's permission, and you didn't even get to pay respects to the sect, which is already against the rules."

The scar-faced man went straight to the point.

"Oh? "What rules?"

Ye Mo asked with a smile.

"Seventh Master's rules!"

The scar-faced man said in a low voice.

"From the day I took down East Street, only I, Ye Mo, had my rules on East Street!"

Ye Mo leaned forward, stared into the scar-faced man's eyes and said word by word.

"You dare to provoke Seventh Master? Do you believe that I won't kill you?! "

The scar-faced man slammed the table and stood up, startling the yellow hair guard outside.

"You don't need to put Seventh Master on the tip of your tongue to act dumb. People around Seventh Master won't be so superficial, just say whatever you want to say."

Compared to the scar-faced man, Ye Mo, he was very calm. From the beginning to the end, his tone was very calm.

"Oh? "You are interesting indeed."

The scar-faced man smiled when he heard this. Like Ye Mo, he also fell onto the back of the sofa.

The previously tense atmosphere did not seem to exist at all.

"What's your name?"

Ye Mo took out a high-quality cigar, cut off the jacket, and threw it over.

"Zong Hu."

The scar-faced man caught it with one hand, lit a fire and took a deep breath.

"Mr. Zong Hu, what is the purpose of your visit today? Seventh Master's pumping East Street was also submitted in accordance to the usual practice. "

Ye Mo asked casually while fiddling with the cigar scissors in his hand.

"Seventh Master wants to see you."

Zong Hu's expression turned serious as he replied in a low voice.

"Oh?"

This time, it was Ye Mo's turn to be surprised. It was a very normal thing for new and old factions to change. As the boss, Zou Qi didn't need to take the initiative to ask for a meeting with a kid who had just started out.

"When?"

"Seventh Master is very busy. When Seventh Master is free, I will come to pick you up."

"Alright."

Ye Mo knocked on the table and accepted the invitation.

"To be able to make Wei surrender, you must have your methods as well."

Zong Hu stood up and said to Ye Mo while looking at him with fighting spirit in his eyes.

"Just a superficial level of martial arts."

Ye Mo put down the cigar scissors and looked up at Zong Hu.

The moment their eyes met, both of them attacked at the same time!

Zong Hu's heavy punch brought the wind with it as it hit Ye Mo's face.

Ye Mo's eyes narrowed. The instant Zong Hu's fist approached the door, he dodged to the side.

A pair of hands like an ape climbing a tree hung on Zong Hu's arm.

After dodging the attack, Ye Mo didn't stop. Like a swimming snake, he got close to Zong Hu's side and whipped his leg towards Zong Hu's ribs.

Zong Hu did not expect Ye Mo to dodge his attack with such a strange body.

The transformation between offense and defense was so fast!

However, the Tiger Chief clearly had a lot of battle experience. Facing Ye Mo's sharp kick, Zong Hu gave a low roar and lowered his lower body, intending to meet it head on.

"Bam!"

Ye Mo felt that he wasn't kicking a person, but a piece of iron wrapped in leather.

The huge rebound caused his toes to feel numb.

After landing on the ground, Ye Mo extended his arms and leaped backwards, just dodging Zong Hu's ferocious grab.

"Form and Will Boxing?"

"Hardness Qi?"

With a simple exchange of blows, the two of them had a certain understanding of each other's strength.

"Again!"

Zong Hu shot forward with his fan-like big hand and went straight for Ye Mo's throat.

Ye Mo didn't jump away this time. Instead, he fell backwards like a willow branch.

When Zong Hu's body was close to him, he suddenly twisted his body and pressed his two fingers together at the Extreme Spring Point under Zong Hu's armpit.

Zong Hu's arm instantly softened.

Ye Mo did not let go of this opportunity and took advantage of the moment when Zong Hu was discouraged. Ye Zichen kicked Zong Hu in the stomach and kicked him out.

"Powerful!"

After merely retreating two steps, Zong Hu stabilized his body. He patted the shoe print on his clothes and praised.

"Mister Zong is such an overbearing martial arts practitioner."

The moment the kick landed on Zong Hu's lower abdomen, Ye Mo could tell from the recoil on his feet that even though he was discouraged, his hard Qi skill was still not broken and his foot did not cause any substantial damage.

"I definitely wasn't a match for you when I was your age. No wonder Wei agreed to let you be the boss."

Zong Hu laughed, and the scar on his face became even more hideous.

"I'll pick you up after Seventh Master is done."

"Thank you."

Ye Mo cupped his hands and said.

The Sanctuary walked to the door, opened it, and walked out.

"Tiger Lord, take care …"

Yellow-hair nodded and greeted. The commotion in the room just now had scared him quite badly.

Zong Hu ignored him and went downstairs.

"Brother Tiger …"

Liu Yuanwei opened the car door for Zong Hu, looking very respectful.

Before the car drove away, Zong Hu looked at Liu Yuanwei meaningfully.

Liu Yuanwei bowed with a smile on his face.

"..."

On the third floor.

Ye Mo knocked on the table and pondered.

He wasn't surprised that Seventh Master would send someone to help with East Street.

After all, Seventh Master definitely had to check and establish the rules after changing the flag at the place he was in charge of.

Zong Hu was definitely not an ordinary person. This also made Ye Mo think more highly of Zou Qi.

This was a giant capable of driving away experts like Zong Hu.

His failure to show his face caught Zou Qi's attention.

None of this seemed so simple.

"Seventh Master's eyes are really sharp."

Ye Mo looked at his subordinates at the door, and a meaningful smile appeared on his face.

"..."

It was already late at night when Ye Mo returned home. Ye Mo opened the door gently only to find that the lights in the room were on. Lin Xi was staring at him with her apricot eyes.

The situation was a little awkward.

"That... "I haven't slept yet …"

Ye Mo couldn't stand Lin Xi's silent gaze and was the first to break the silence.

"I'm so hungry I can't sleep."

Lin Xi said word by word, expressionless.

Ye Mo sweated, only then did he realize that Lin Xi had not ordered another takeout since he started cooking seriously, and had instead returned home on time every day to eat.

Today, after he received Liu Yuanwei's call from the pharmacy, he rushed over to East Street and forgot about cooking.

Ye Mo didn't dare to reply and quickly sneaked into the kitchen to make a bowl of noodles for Lin Xi.

Seeing Lin Xi wolfing down her food, a smile unconsciously appeared on Ye Mo's face.

"What are you laughing at?"

Lin Xi, who was sucking on her noodles, noticed Ye Mo's smile and was stunned. She asked with puffed up cheeks.

"Nothing …"

Ye Mo rubbed his nose awkwardly.

"Come back on time to cook!"

Lin Xi suddenly realized that she was starving and was waiting for Ye Mo to come back, so she said coldly as he forgot to be angry after eating a bowl of noodles.

"Yes."

Ye Mo nodded in agreement.

"Father said that there is a big shot celebrating his birthday in Dongjiang, and that all three houses of Lin family have received an invitation. You and I will go pick out a present in the street together tomorrow."

Lin Xi said as she swallowed the last mouthful of noodles.

It was said that the big man liked to play literature, and the antique street mixed with Lin Xi did not dare to go, so Lin Xi called Ye Mo.

"Literature game?"

Ye Mo was stunned when he heard that. Then, he smiled with a hint of unease.

"Alright."

"..."