Han Laoliu was stunned at first, then the expression on his face became a little ashamed and angry, revealing a sense of anger.

In Han Laoliu's opinion, Ye Chen's move was undoubtedly humiliating him.

Could it be that the three of them are not even as good as a child?

It's ridiculous!

"No need to do this. I will do it myself in a while. I can't escape this bar for just one stick of incense, even if I lose!"

Although Ye Chen's method is very beneficial to them, the character left by their ancestors does not allow him to do so. He has his own self-esteem. If he agrees, it will be a loss of the face of his ancestors!

"Oh, are you sure?"

Ye Chen rubbed the cigarette pole in his hand with both hands and asked casually.

"I'm sure, please take a move!"

Han Laoliu's tone was firm.

At this time, the people in the bar had almost gone, and even the waiters in the bar hid. Tonight's events were no different than before. If you were accidentally injured, it would be no fun.

Around them, the five people from the Qimen Group, including Chen Gan, stood in each passage and gate respectively to prevent any accidents. Seeing their calm and leisurely appearance, they seemed not worried about Ye Chen.

"Sixth Brother, just leave this kid to me. I will go over and tear him up now!"

As the sound of tables and chairs colliding, Lao Ba stood up from the ground.

Just now, Ye Chen kicked him on the fist, and Lao Ba was secretly happy. His fist had been tempered and even a crazy tiger could kill him under the fist.

Ye Chen actually dared to fight with his heels, which was simply seeking death!

But this mood lasted for a while. When the two fists and feet intersected, Lao Ba felt his fist hitting empty, and it seemed that he did not hit Ye Chen's feet. Before he could react, he felt his chest stuffy, and then he flew backwards and turned into a rolling gourd, hitting a piece of table and chairs.

Fortunately, he has a strong ability to resist strikes, so he has not suffered any serious damage, but compared to physical pain, Lao Ba is more psychologically unable to accept it.

I have been practicing hard for decades, but in the end I was humiliated by such a young boy. If I don’t kill him, what kind of face will I have to survive in this world?

Thinking of this, Lao Ba completely lost his mind and stood up to fight Ye Chen.

"Old Ba, please calm down!"

Seeing that the situation was not good, Han Laoliu hurried forward to stop Lao Ba, but Lao Ba was already blinded by anger. How could he listen to Han Laoliu's persuasion? He shook his hands and the veins on the back of his hand burst. It seemed that he had used all his strength and galloped towards Ye Chen.

Facing the angry old eighth, Ye Chen was not panicked at all. He lifted the cigarette pole, slowly placed it beside his mouth, and actually smoked the cigarette!

Seeing this scene, Lao Ba became even more angry. The other party was simply insulting nakedly!

"I'll take your life, a little boy!"

The old eight shouted and rushed towards Ye Chen like thunder.

Just as Lao Ba rushed towards Ye Chen Chen, Chen Gan, who was standing aside, moved his feet, and then came to the middle of Ye Chen and Lao Ba, with his knees lowered to Lao Ba's chest.

Bang!

Accompanied by the sound of heavy objects falling to the ground, Lao Ba's strong body slammed heavily on the bar floor and fell into a coma.

"Old Eighth!"

Han Laoliu exclaimed and quickly stepped forward to check on Lao Ba's injuries.

"Don't worry, he just fainted."

Chen Gan, who was standing beside him, replied coldly with his hands behind his back.

Chen Gan had just hit Lao Ba's right leg and shook slightly. Although his knee hit the opponent, he successfully knocked him out, he was also injured, which shows how terrifying the power the opponent had just exploded.

Han Lao Liuye did not mean to blame Chen Gan. After all, he said one-on-one before. Now Lao Ba took action without authorization and the other party did not kill him. It was already very respectful.

"Thank you for your mercy, Jiuer, I'm optimistic about Lao Ba."

Han Laoliu thanked him and shouted at Qian Qian beside him.

"I see."

Qian Qian nodded. The situation was still within controllable range. She didn't need to do anything for the time being. She was originally a little worried about Ye Chen, but judging from the current situation, Han Laoliu and Laoba need to worry more.

Han Laoliu and Laoba must take them back. If they really can't do it, they can only secretly signal Ye Chen.

"Okay, let's start with the two of you. I can leave here in just one stick of incense, and your head belongs to me, right?"

"certainly."

Ye Chen pointed at his head with a cigarette pole:

"He's here, always waiting."

Han Laoliu nodded, suddenly tapped a few times, his body retreated several meters, and rushed towards the door.

There, Gen shrugged and took a few steps to the side, obviously without any intention of interfering.

Seeing this scene, Han Laoliu felt much more relieved. It seemed that the other party was still keeping his promise and planned to deal with him alone.

However, although the other party has a good character, he still has to borrow Ye Chen's head and can't help it.

Han Laoliu thought to himself, but his feet kept resting. He took a few steps again and was about to come to the door. Ye Chen, who was standing there, had just lit the incense in his hand.

Just as Han Laoliu was about to touch the door handle, a bad feeling suddenly surged in his heart.

Since the other party dared to make this bet with him, why did he let himself escape without any reaction?

This is not consistent with common sense!

At the same time, Han Laoliu's hand had already grabbed the door handle. He didn't care about it and pulled it hard, and it was actually empty!

What's going on!?

Han Laoliu shook his head suddenly and looked at his hand again. The door handle he had just held was gone. He looked at his position. He was originally next to the door, but now he has returned to the position he had just left.

What's going on!?

Han Laoliu was sure that he was rushing towards the door just now, and there was no mistake, but now his position seemed to be like he had never left, which was really beyond Han Laoliu's expectations.

Did you just dream?

How is it possible? How can I suddenly dream? If that is true, it would be abnormal!

Han Laoliu looked up at Ye Chen, and he was still standing there and smiling at himself. The difference was that Ye Chen was holding a lit incense in his left hand at this time, and was slowly inserted into the mouth of a bottle next to him.

"How is this friend, aren't you going to leave? I've already lit the fragrance."

Ye Chen wiped his hands on his body, then looked at Han Laoliu and said with a smile.

Han Laoliu did not answer, but turned around and rushed to the door again, the speed was a little faster than the one just now.

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