Chapter 686 No matter who you are, this revenge must be avenged
Ye Yingxiong believed that he had learned several boxing techniques, and he didn't take Ye Xingyu seriously at all. He went up to him and kicked the opponent directly in the chest.
But in Ye Xingyu's eyes, his movements were too slow. With a slight twist, Ye Yingxiong kicked him in vain.
Of course, this was not the end, Ye Xingyu also kicked back, but the target was not the chest, but the crotch.
Only a heart-rending scream of pain was heard. Ye Yingxiong's eyes were bulging out, foaming at the mouth, and his legs were shaking and shaking.
All this happened so fast. Before Ye Quankun could see clearly, his precious son had already fallen to the ground like a shrimp.
"Damn it!" Ye Quankun shouted angrily, reaching into his arms and taking out a piece of dark yellow talisman paper, which was covered with weird and curved red lines.
With the candle beside him, Ye Quankun quickly lit the talisman paper, chanted a spell in his mouth, and then flicked his hand. The half-burned talisman paper came out of his hand, and instantly turned into a fireball bigger than a human head, carrying with it scorching heat.
The high temperature roars towards the night stars.
"Huh, what a trick!" Ye Xingyu sneered at the corner of his mouth and spread his fingers towards the fireball.
The rapidly approaching fireball suddenly stopped in mid-air, less than a foot away from the palm of my hand, and then stopped moving.
Immediately afterwards, his palm was gently pushed forward, and the hovering fireball suddenly turned around and flew back along the original path, aiming directly at Ye Quankun.
Ye Quankun was shocked. He knew the power of the fireball and did not dare to block it, so he could only run away.
Unfortunately, the fireball was too fast. As soon as he turned around and took a few steps, the fireball caught up with him and hit him in the back with a "bang".
The fire exploded and spread, turning Ye Quankun into a burning man in an instant.
"Ahhhhh——!" Ye Quankun was deeply hurt by the burning pain, and he wailed in waves.
"Dad——!" Ye Yingxiong, who was lying on the ground, saw this scene, panicked and shouted anxiously.
"Quick...run..." Ye Quankun held back the severe pain all over his body and warned his son to run for his life.
As soon as he shouted twice, he lost all strength and fell to the ground. The flames on his body did not weaken at all and were probably going to burn him alive.
Ye Yingxiong did not escape immediately, he wanted to step forward to save others.
But as soon as he had this idea, he found Ye Xingyu looking towards him, his eyes as cold as swords, which immediately scared Ye Yingxiong to the point of trembling with fear.
The faint smile that fell in Ye Yingxiong's eyes was as terrifying as the devil's ferocity, forcing him to lose his ability to think. With only one thought of survival left in his mind, he got up from the ground and ran away.
Ye Xingyu didn't make any move. He stood still and didn't seem to care about Ye Yingxiong's whereabouts.
He turned to look at Ye Quankun, silently watching him being burned into a ball of coke, with the expression on his face as still as water, without any ripples.
It wasn't until the fire went out that he raised a hand and waved twice at the charred corpse.
Only a slight "clicking" sound was heard, and the charcoal-like corpse was broken into pieces and decomposed, and it was impossible to tell what it was.
At about the same time, the sound of a car's engine was heard in the distance. It was probably Ye Yingxiong who ran to the side of the road and started to drive away.
Ye Xingyu didn't seem to care, with a mysterious smile on his face, he slowly turned around and walked out.
In the quiet woods, the incense candles burned out quickly, and only the fragments of the bronze mirror on the ground reflected the moonlight and starlight, twinkling.
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Ye Yingxiong was like a lost dog, running for his life in panic.
He drove the car at high speed and stepped on the accelerator to the bottom.
With the help of the reversing mirrors on both sides, he glanced behind him a few times and breathed a sigh of relief when he found that no one was chasing him.
When the fear gradually subsided, endless anger surged into his heart, making him very aggrieved and uncomfortable.
"Damn—! Damn, damn, damn—!!!"
Gritting his teeth, Ye Yingxiong kept hitting the steering wheel with his palms to vent his inner unwillingness and anger.
He saw his father turned into a pyromaniac and burned to death with his own eyes. In addition to shock and fear, he also hated himself for being powerless.
Recalling everything at that time, Ye Yingxiong already knew that Ye Xingyu was not a soft persimmon, but a ruthless person, and he could no longer underestimate him.
He kept asking in his heart: "Who is this person? Not only does he know martial arts, but he also knows Taoism. Even his father is not his opponent!"
Of course, he couldn't find the answer, so he could only vent his emotions angrily: "No matter who you are, this revenge must be avenged! Just wait for me, I will never let you go even if I am a ghost!"
As for how to take revenge, Ye Yingxiong had already thought about it and murmured: "Go to Grandpa now. With Grandpa's ability, I will definitely make this person pay with blood!"
Holding back his anger and resentment, Ye Yingxiong drove all the way, bypassing the urban area without entering, and went straight to the highway to the northern suburbs of the city.
After more than an hour, he got off the highway and turned into a small road. He went further and further off the road until there was no way ahead, so he finally turned off the engine and stopped.
This place is deserted, a bit far from the city, and so dark that you can't even see a ghost.
Through the moonlight, at a glance, we can see that the surrounding mountains are surrounded by mountains of different heights, and we don't know where they are.
But Ye Yingxiong knew the road, he saw the direction, abandoned the car, walked like the wind along a dense forest trail, and hiked up the mountain.
The mountain is high and the road is not far away. In addition, Ye Yingxiong has practiced martial arts and is in good physical condition. He can climb to the top of the mountain in less than half an hour.
When the wind blows, the branches and leaves sway, and a little light appears in front.
When I got closer, I saw that it was a paper lantern hanging from the eaves.
Who would have thought that there would be a small wooden house in this remote place.
"Grandpa! Grandpa!" Ye Yingxiong shouted repeatedly and ran quickly towards the wooden house.
With a creaking sound, the simple wooden door opened outwards, and a tall figure walked out and stood firmly at the door.
This man does not look old, with smooth skin, fair face and no beard. His facial features are very similar to Ye Quankun's, but his hair is as white as snow, without a trace of black, and hangs down neatly on the back of his head like silk.
On his body, he wore a black robe, with a Tai Chi pattern of Yin and Yang Pisces embroidered on the chest with golden silk thread. The mountain wind blew his clothes, making him look like an expert from outside the world.
The white-haired man glanced at Ye Yingxiong and asked calmly: "Why are you so nervous?"
Ye Yingxiong gasped for breath: "Grandpa, my dad...my dad...he's dead!"
"What?" The white-haired man raised his eyebrows with a shocked expression on his face, but he quickly regained his composure and asked in a deep voice, "What is going on? Please tell me in detail."
"I...I went to Zhang's house with my dad and met the chairman of Kamikaze Group..."
The anxious Ye Yingxiong was affected and calmed down a lot, so he truthfully reported what happened today.