The battle on the training ground was extremely fierce, with white knives going in and red knives coming out, and the sky was dark, and the sun and the moon were dimming.
The ring was circular, with a diameter of more than twelve meters. The two men fought from one end to the other, and then from that end to the other. The battle situation is stalemate, and it is difficult to distinguish. From time to time, lightning flashed, and there was a sound of breaking through the air. Not to mention that Chen Xing's spiritual pool was exhausted, and two of his pointers were broken.
The battle process was not only fierce, but also very long, which was a great test for the endurance of both sides. The fighting lasted from noon on the 12th to the afternoon of the 15th, lasting more than 70 hours without stopping. The more than 200 square meters of white elastic rubber flooring on the ring looked as if it had been soaked by rain. It was muddy and it was easy to slip when standing on it.
On the morning of the 16th, in the office of the deputy commander of the main fortress of Beiqiao Town, Chen Xing was curled up on the sofa. His energy was sluggish and his eyes were a little dark, as if he had just experienced a huge ordeal and was surviving the aftermath. Ye Yang Bailiu made tea for him and brought it to him.
Chen Xing took the teacup, but his hands were shaking a little, and he couldn't hold it firmly. With a "clang", the teacup fell on the light brown stall, and the tea spilled all over the floor.
Ye Yang Bailiu cast a disdainful look. Chen Xing felt guilty and did not dare to look at her. Looking away, just pretend not to see it.
Ye Yang Bailiu bent down to pick up the tea cup, and the amazing curves were displayed in front of him, but he didn't even bother to move his eyelids, and he was not interested at all, as if the round and plump curves, which were about to burst his clothes, were not as good as those on the wall. The wall clock is beautiful.
Quietly, the old red copper pendulum swung back and forth, and the slender second hand turned slowly, as if the sound of small gears could be heard.
"Tick tock, tick tock, tick tock..."
Ye Yang Bailiu made another cup and placed it on the coffee table in front of him.
"Do you want some treatment?" Ye Yang Bailiu asked expressionlessly.
"No, no, no, no need..." Chen Xing came to his senses and waved his hands quickly, as if he was scared.
Ye Yang Bailiu's eyebrows were slightly curved, a smile flashed in his starry eyes, and his expression returned to a dull expression immediately, as if nothing had happened.
Chen Xing was really scared. At first, he was enthusiastic. Yeyang Bailiu is tall and plump, with stunning appearance, as white as a big steamed bun fresh out of the oven. Steaming hot, warm and soft, full of elasticity, large and filling, it tastes very satisfying.
Ever since that time at the Catalwood Hotel, he had been thinking about it. It's just that the opponent doesn't give him a chance, and it's hard for him to use force even if he pushes three or four. Now you can eat it open, naturally you won’t let it go, you will be crazy and gluttonous.
But in fact, his physical strength is very limited. Let’s not talk about the physical constitution of more than 40 points, which is considered low at the guard level. Let’s just say that the two of them had a fight earlier, which consumed a lot of energy, and then they spent a lot of energy on Su Na some time ago. So much so that by the third time, he was already at the end of his strength.
As a result, Therapist Ye Da casually gave him a healing technique, and his physical strength was immediately full, even a little excessive. So he picked up the gun and fought again, but he didn't expect that the woman became more powerful and more terrifying than the tiger.
What the King-level could not do, she, the Guard-level, could do. Aaliyah hadn't made him so miserable. This time he finally understood why there were only exhausted cows but no damaged land.
What's even more terrible is that Ye Yang Bailiu is completely passive, lying there motionless, like a dead fish, except for moaning and groaning, everything has to rely on his own efforts. Although physical fatigue can be solved by therapy, mental fatigue cannot be recovered and can only be recovered through sleep and rest.
But in line with the general principle of "men can't say no, women can't say no", Chen Xing could only bite the bullet and persist, so the scene just happened - he couldn't even hold a cup steadily.
I feel like my whole body has been hollowed out, and my body doesn't seem to be my own. He is completely convinced and will probably not be interested in women for a long time. He can finally be a quiet old man...
"What's wrong? Are you feeling uncomfortable somewhere?"
Ye Yang Bailiu sat down next to him, his voice was soft and tender. But Chen Xing didn't appreciate it very much. He lay on the sofa with his neck crooked, his eyes dull, his expression depressed, and he looked like he was about to die. He had seen smiles in the other person's eyes several times. Although it was only for a moment, it had already caused enough damage to him.
Ye Yang Bailiu touched his forehead very "kindly" and said "confusedly", "I don't have a fever."
Chen Xing raised his eyelids, glanced at her, said nothing, curled up and looked away.
Ye Yang Bailiu turned her back, her shoulders trembled slightly, and anyone could tell that she was smiling. But in order to save some face for Chen Xing, he couldn't laugh in front of him. This little bit of face is like a fig leaf. Although it is better than nothing, it is still better than being naked.
It was not until the afternoon that Chen Xing finally regained some of his strength under Ye Yang Bailiu's meticulous "care". Suddenly remembering the purpose of coming here, he looked at his watch and saw that almost four days had passed. He immediately cheered up and approached Ye Yang Bailiu to discuss assistance.
After listening to him tell the whole story and subsequent plans, Ye Yang Bailiu looked at the landscape painting on the wall and pondered for a while, then turned around and asked uncertainly, "You mean, let me convince Granny Hua to help you?"
"Yeah." Chen Xing nodded.
"But..." Ye Yang Bailiu frowned slightly, looking a little embarrassed, "The Beiqiao Regiment has no precedent of participating in the fights between powerful families."
"Alas..." Chen Xing sighed, looking disappointed and lonely.
After the lingering, it was the time when the love was the strongest and the intention was deepest. Ye Yang and Bai Liu felt heartbroken just by seeing him frown. Of course, he would not refuse him. After thinking for a moment, he stood up and said, "I will take you to see Grandma Hua." , no matter what, I will insist on convincing her."
Her tone was firm, as if she would never give up if something went wrong.
Chen Xing felt a little moved. To be honest, he was helpless and unwilling to force his woman to do things. But in this world, not everyone has super powers or invincible parents, so it is difficult for everything to go as planned.
To put it bluntly, even the king of a country will sometimes have to bear the pain of making choices and end up being a villain in vain. The kind of people who think they are noble and arrogant are just losers in reality and will never be able to get on the stage. At most, it's just a few sour words in private, which is of no use at all.
Furthermore, Ye Yang Bailiu was his man, and he provided the Beiqiao Regiment with an opportunity for development. It is true that the Yang family is quite powerful, and it is also a local aristocracy, with deep roots and intricate connections. But the Beiqiao Regiment, which exclusively occupies the left-hand plane, is no longer what it used to be, and is no longer within the reach of ordinary aristocratic families. If Hua Beidou doesn't even have this ambition to compete for supremacy and is timid, it can only be said that he is short-sighted and not worthy of Ye Yang Bailiu's following.
Ye Yang Bailiu took Chen Xing to the main hall of the main castle of Beiqiao Town and met the legendary Hua Beidou.
In the last life, Chen Xing and Hua Beidou had a brief encounter, but they did not get to know each other in depth. The Beiqiao Regiment has always kept a low profile. Except for the healer Ye Da who cannot conceal his glory, the core members rarely appear in mercenary magazines.
The old woman in front of me was about seventy or eighty years old. She was wearing floral clothes. One foot was crossed on the chair, while the other foot was hanging down. One hand was leaning on the wooden armrest, and the other hand was holding a cigarette pole. Swallowing clouds and spitting out mist, doing nothing. Her face was full of wrinkles, and there was a big black mole at the corner of her mouth, with a few hairs growing out of it. Her gray hair was tied into a gourd shape, giving her the perfect image of an old woman.
"Are you Chen Xing?" Hua Beidou looked at Chen Xing, turned his cigarette stick, pointed to the seat next to him and said, "Sit down."
Chen Xing nodded in greeting and sat down. Ye Yang Bailiu did not sit down, but stood beside Hua Beidou, and whispered Chen Xing's intention.
"Huijiaocheng's Yang family?" Hua Beidou repeated habitually, then changed his feet and tapped the cigarette rod in the copper basin next to him, as if he was talking to others, but also as if he was talking to himself. He said, "This is not easy to handle."
"Grandma Hua, there are more than 2,000 people at the water station. There is a lot of room for development. You can also join in." Ye Yang Bailiu advised. If it were another woman, such as Ye Yang Qingyan, she might say in a coquettish way, "Grandma Hua, just help them, look how pitiful they are~" But Ye Yang Bailiu is a rational type and only knows Persuade from the perspective of interests.
Hua Beidou glanced at Ye Yang Bailiu, let out a "humph", and said in a weird voice, "Young women are not allowed to stay in college. Turn your arms out..." As she said this, she took out a small bag from the small pocket on her waist. He pinched some tobacco and stuffed it into his pipe. He said in a somewhat disgusted tone, "In a remote country, there is nothing good to invest in. I don't even want the shares for free, and I have to take huge risks..."
Ye Yang Bailiu looked embarrassed and pursed his lips towards Chen Xing, hinting to him to say it himself. She is not as eloquent as Chen Xing, and she is thin-skinned. She is from the Beiqiao Regiment, so she can be a supporter, but not the main force.
When Chen Xing saw Hua Beidou taking out shredded tobacco, he suddenly had an idea, opened the storage space, and presented a box containing tobacco with both hands.
"Grandma Hua, a friend of mine grew this by himself. Please try it." Chen Xing said flatteringly.
This box of tobacco was given to him as a meeting gift by "Blood Pigeon", the leader of the Gray Pigeon Group in the 27th District of the Black Death Continent. It was handmade and had a mellow taste. He didn't usually smoke, so he kept it. Now he just wanted to borrow flowers to offer to Buddha.
Hua Beidou took the cigarette case, looked at him suspiciously, opened the cigarette case, and his eyes suddenly lit up.
"That friend of mine bragged that he processed it using ancient methods and added Jinlan wine from the Eastern Continent. There were 18 processes, no more than one." Chen Xing imitated the words of Blood Pigeon and said.
Whether something was good or not, Hua Beidou told him with practical actions. She couldn't wait to knock off the newly put tobacco in the copper basin, and then put it in the box. Ye Yang Bailiu used the tongs to get the red-hot charcoal and helped light it. Hua Beidou took a big sip and showed a satisfied expression.
"How is it? Does it taste good? They are all local products, and they are definitely not as high-grade as Granny Hua's." Chen Xing asked knowingly and flatteringly.
"Virtue!" Hua Beidou rolled his eyes at Chen Xing, then leaned forward and stretched out a finger towards him.
Chen Xing was stunned for a moment, not understanding what Hua Beidou meant. Ye Yang Bailiu looked happy and kept winking at him, but he still didn't understand.
"One million, I'll do it." Hua Beidou leaned back, smoking a cigarette, and said slowly.
"Ah?" Chen Xing didn't react for a while.
"Doesn't it cost money to hire mercenaries?" Hua Beidou reminded.
"Deal, deal!" Chen Xing understood immediately and agreed repeatedly. Although the price is a bit low, not everyone dares to take on this kind of work.
