The Villain in the Book: I Became the Secretary of the Protagonist's Beautiful Mother

Ye Yan, who had stepped back six or seven steps in a row, approached the shadow of the night lamp.

Mottled shadows of leaves enveloped his face.

His complexion suddenly became solemn, and his eyes were surprised.

He had a feeling that was hard to contend with.

Ye Yan had not encountered such a dangerous state for a long time.

The opponent did not use many technical martial arts tricks.

With his true energy, he beat him so hard that he couldn't hold on.

How to deal with it?

Ye Yan decided to use the extremely flexible and ever-changing pressure box bottom move to capture the dragon.

He stretched out his five fingers, condensing his true energy, like iron claws, his body spread out agile footwork, and grabbed Lu Song's neck from the oblique side.

The sound of air being torn apart.

A sharp attack, raging in the night wind, tore at Lu Song.

He predicted Lu Song's dodging direction, and when his claws were one foot away from Lu Song, he suddenly grabbed to the right side.

This is Lu Song's neck, where it should be dodged, and he will grab it straight.

However, Ye Yan didn't expect that despite his powerful strike, Lu Song still didn't move his footsteps and stood in place calmly.

His claws were empty.

Just when he was stunned for a moment, Lu Song shot and threw a punch.

Not to mention tricks.

Simple punch.

The strength wrapped around it is like a cannonball coming out of the chamber.

He smashed into Ye Yan's body at such a close distance.

In a hurry, Ye Yan didn't even make a move to dodge, and could only punch with his left hand to meet Lu Song's fist.

There was a loud bang.

The burst of energy, centered on the position where the fists hit each other, swayed out in all directions.

Ye Yan's training clothes were inflated.

Absolutely pure strength slammed into it.

The leaves were falling, and the branches were broken.

Affected by the turbulent force in the later stage of Hua Jin, Ye Yan's body flew out and collided with a big tree.

Breaking a tree trunk, he fell to the ground, bleeding from his nose and mouth.

And Lu Song still stood there as still as a mountain, his body exuding an ethereal and mighty aura.

Ye Yan was shocked.

In the secular world, there are people who use their strength to shake him and beat him to the ground.

The mastermind behind the scenes must be stronger than him, an expert in the later stage of Hua Jin?

How can such a person be the unknown person behind the scenes in Huacheng?

What is Lu Song? According to Ye Feng, he is just a second-generation waste who eats and waits to die, and was raised by Qin Miaotong.

Why is this expert willing to help Lu Song behind the scenes?

Ye Yan couldn't figure it out.

The opponent's strength was so strong that he couldn't shake it.

If you want to defeat, you can only be surprised.

"Very good, I like an opponent like you very much. When I go back and come up with a trick to restrain you, I will fight again."

Ye Yan said, trying to escape, the figure quickly swept to the Bentley.

However, he secretly accumulated energy in his hands, and the true energy released outside condensed into a knife shape.

call out.

A burst of energy shot towards Lu Song's throat, like a flying knife.

If you change to an ordinary person, this time you are not prepared, and you will definitely end up.

However, Lu Song's ninth-grade Pure Yang Jue, which had reached the ninth grade, unfolded and waved lightly, as if he was flicking his sleeves.

Ye Yan condensed into a flying knife-like energy, and when he touched Lu Song's palm, it immediately dissipated into an invisible and powerless aura.

Lu Song's eyes, without a trace of emotional fluctuations, were as calm as an ancient well.

Ye Yan was shocked, but he didn't expect that the other party was actually condensing pure Yang energy!

He could see it.

When Lu Song waved his hand, the pure and rich aura was almost like substance.

"I'm not quite sure whether you are shooting for Ye Feng, or are you being deceived by Ye Feng.

Lu Song smiled slightly: "Actually, it is Ye Feng himself who covets your wife Song Qing.

This is true.

Ye Feng's master and apprentice would have broken according to the original plot.

It's just accelerated now.

"I will believe it?" Ye Yanxin was resolute, sensing that the opponent was strong, and resolutely retreated.

Whoosh.

His body catapulted toward the Bentley.

But Lu Song's speed was also extremely fast, chasing Ye Yan, and a powerful force bombarded him.

This time, Ye Yanren turned somersaults in the air, blood surged in his body, his throat became sweet, and he spurted blood with a wow sound.

However, Lu Song's punches also accelerated Ye Yan, causing him to fly to the Bentley.

Almost at the same time, the car started.

Ye Yan, who was lying on the roof of the car, was pale and solemn, and his eyes were fixed on Lu Song, who was chasing after him.

"I was defeated and fled.

Ye Yan was very unwilling and unreasonable.

With his skill, sweeping a city of strong, like sweeping chickens and dogs.

"Damn, why did Ye Feng provoke such a horrible guy? It made labor and capital worry about their lives."

Ye Yan regretted it very much, and wanted to go back and smoke Ye Feng with a big mouth.

In the outer cup, the eyes do not put bright spots.

Anywhere, in the face of any person, can you fill a cup casually?

Encountering a strong man with crushing strength, offends the opponent's head, and with a wave of his hand, he can slap Ye Feng into scum.

Ye Yan knows Ye Feng's temperament, and it's uncomfortable if he doesn't pretend for a day, and he especially likes to pretend in front of bully characters.

The problem is, even if he can successfully pretend ninety-nine times, as long as he encounters a crushing powerhouse once, his luck will come to an end, and he will fall into a situation of doom.

In Ye Yan's memory, there was no good end to the pushy cupping criminals.

This time, he was also injured.

run away, run away.

66 "Hurry up and accelerate." 9

Ye Yan roared loudly.

The wolf king who drove the car was as shocked as a river overflowing. He never thought that old man Ye was beaten to death outside the Lu family's yard and fled for his life.

When old man Ye was photographed by the masked guy like a scarecrow and floated in the air, the wolf king was already scared to pee.

Not to mention Ye Feng's fear, even Old Man Ye is no match for this behind-the-scenes mastermind.

The wolf king wiped his cold sweat and stepped up the accelerator, his mind changed sharply.

Fortunately, I cooperated with Song Qing in acting before, otherwise I wouldn't know how to die.

#t?

Dog skin boss.

Old man Ye can't even shake the mastermind behind Lu Song, is Ye Feng a jerk?

Don't blame labor and capital for deceit, and don't want the foolish death of the Leopard King.

Liu Mengyao, who was hiding behind the bushes, watched the car start, and the old man Ye on the roof coughed and spit blood, his eyes widened.

Old man Ye, who was considered difficult to climb by his mother, was knocked to the roof of the car by Lu Song?

If Liu Mengyao was not convinced that the masked (Li's Zhao) was Lu Song, he would not believe it.

A rich second-generation dude in Huacheng, who is a scum in the eyes of people, idles around all day, doesn't do anything serious, and only knows how to play the villain, the real strength is so terrifying.

Ye Yan, the master of Hua Jin, is respected by all the bigwigs in the ancient martial arts world.

Going out of the mountain to the secular world, it seems to push the invincible existence level.

But was beaten down by a second generation of trash?

Doesn't this mean that Lu Song can't find an opponent at all in the secular world?

Liu Mengyao opened her mouth, but couldn't close it.

It turned out that Lu Song was so terrifying that she couldn't imagine, and the real trump card was always himself, not anyone's help.

If Lu Song wanted to, squeezing Ye Feng would be like squeezing a bedbug, right?

Thinking of Ye Feng's repeated attempts to slap Lu Song in the face and kill Lu Song, Liu Mengyao couldn't help laughing and sighed in her heart.

The mayfly shakes the tree, the tree has no real interest in dealing with it, but Ye Feng doesn't know it.

The pathetic, pitiful and hateful clown is someone like Ye Feng, right?