Ye Fengwu frowned and glanced at the bruise on Liu Hui's eye corner. He also noticed some swelling on the faces of Yang Lu and Lin Qiang who were standing by the coffee table. It was obvious they had been beaten up.
Without having to ask, Ye Fengwu could guess who did it, but he was still a little puzzled and muttered: "Is Xiao Ying really that violent?"
Hearing this, Liu Hui, Lin Qiang and Yang Lu all nodded affirmatively.
Ye Fengwu glanced around the spacious hall and saw three folded quilts in the corner, clearly the bedrooms originally belonging to the three men had been occupied by Xiao Ying.
At this time, the closed door was pushed open, and He Ying dressed in white leisure clothes and pants walked out.
Although the clothes were a little loose, they still could not conceal He Ying's exquisite curves.
He Ying's skin was not very fair, but it was exceptionally delicate. Plus her smoldering curves, just one glance seemed to make men's blood boil.
He Ying's eyes were very cold, seemingly matching her temperament. However, when she saw Ye Fengwu, the heroic gaze softened slightly.
"Why did you come here so suddenly?" Ye Fengwu said to He Ying with a very plain expression.
He Ying walked to Ye Fengwu and stared at his face unabashedly, then said, "I graduated from that place, so I applied to participate in this mission."
Hearing this, Ye Fengwu was helpless inwardly, even averting his gaze, obviously unwilling to make eye contact with He Ying.
On the side, Lin Qiang and the other two were eating breakfast on the coffee table ravenously. They dared not say much, otherwise they would be taught a lesson by this girl again.
The place He Ying mentioned was a mysterious organization in China that recruited people with potential every now and then to train elites who could serve the country.
Ye Fengwu was the first person they invited initially.
But Ye Fengwu had to decline because his physique was special, and the purpose of the training there was to awaken the power hidden in the human body.
So Ye Fengwu recommended He Ying there instead.
It had been about three years since He Ying left the Blood Wolf Special Forces. During this time, the girl had gradually become more mature, and her figure had become even more perfect than before.
"The people of He Village were killed by you." Ye Fengwu sat on the sofa, lit a cigarette for himself, and then asked He Ying.
He Ying faced Ye Fengwu and said lightly, "Your woman is not bad, kind and very beautiful, no wonder you care about her so much."
There was obvious jealousy in He Ying's tone, vaguely mixed with hostility.
How could Lin Qiang and the other two not hear the jealousy in He Ying's tone?
It was common knowledge that He Ying liked the instructor. But the instructor had never paid attention to this girl, always treating her like a sister.
This girl had been aggressive since yesterday, venting all her resentment on them.
Ye Fengwu was not bothered by He Ying's jealousy. He seemed to be used to it, more like he had no choice.
Ye Fengwu suddenly said, "You didn't expose anything, did you?"
This was what Ye Fengwu had wanted to ask all along, because since Qin Qinghan came back yesterday, he felt she was acting abnormally again, becoming more distant from him.
He Ying frowned, then said, "Not very clear, she's very smart."
Ye Fengwu's face didn't look good. Perhaps Qin Qinghan had really discovered something, but she didn't ask him about it.
Then Ye Fengwu said to He Ying, "Go back after playing for a few days. This mission is not as simple as you imagined."
This was Ye Fengwu's concern for He Ying. After all, he was now against the Death God Guild, the mysterious organization that many countries feared.
But He Ying snorted, "I'm not the little girl you tied up in the bathroom anymore."
When she said this, there was obviously some resentment in He Ying's tone.
Hearing this, Ye Fengwu's expression suddenly became embarrassed. On the side, Lin Qiang and the other two just lowered their heads and ate heartily, but they were holding back their laughter.
That happened five years ago. It was the first time Ye Fengwu led a team on a mission. The danger of that mission was great.
At that time, the 18-year-old He Ying was also in the team. He Ying had great potential, but she had never really participated in combat before.
So the next morning during assembly, Ye Fengwu tied up her hands and feet and dragged her into the bathroom.
And in his report to the superiors, he wrote: The rookie got food poisoning.
After returning from the mission, He Ying bothered him for a long time.
The reason Ye Fengwu did that was because he knew He Ying was not ready yet.
Of course He Ying also knew Ye Fengwu was protecting her, so she trained even harder.
Three years ago, under Ye Fengwu's recommendation, she entered the Huaxia Dragon Soul Group and learned a lot.
So she was no longer the little girl who always needed his protection. She wanted to show him her capabilities and that she could now help him more.
Ye Fengwu knew He Ying was an exceptionally stubborn girl. Once she decided on something, the only way he could stop her was to use the method from five years ago. However, it was obviously unrealistic to tie her up and send her back now.
Moreover, He Ying's combat effectiveness was probably very strong now, judging from the miserable state of Lin Qiang and the others.
Ye Fengwu felt helpless inwardly. He could only let the girl stay. Perhaps she really could help a bit.
Because Ye Fengwu had already sensed the approaching danger. Chen Yuanzhong, that old fox, would absolutely not dare to act so recklessly against Qin Qinghan. The only explanation was that someone was plotting behind the scenes.
So Ye Fengwu said solemnly, "You three continue to monitor every move in Haihua City. Don't let anyone approaching the Phoenix Group off."
Then Ye Fengwu looked at He Ying and said solemnly, "Xiao Ying, I'll leave Luo Yihuaung and Qin Qinghan to you when I'm not around. Can you do it?"
He Ying flicked the hair hanging in front of her face and said lightly, "Are you really at ease leaving Qin Qinghan to my protection?"
Hearing this, Ye Fengwu glared at He Ying. How could he not see her hostility towards Qin Qinghan? This girl still had not given up on him!
If he had known it would turn out like this, he should not have cared for her so much back then.
Just then, Ye Fengwu's phone suddenly rang. It was Qin Qinghan calling.
"Hello, Qing..." Ye Fengwu had just put the phone to his ear when anxious voices came from inside.
"Jing Si... Something happened to Jing Si."
As soon as the voice fell, Ye Fengwu's body shuddered violently, causing He Ying and Lin Qiang to frown.
Ye Fengwu tried to keep his tone calm and said, "Where are you now? I'll come to you right away."
"At the hospital..." Qin Qinghan's sobbing cries could be heard over the phone.

saw a female celebrity tied up and stuffed in the trunk! Little did he know, countless cameras were aimed at him at this moment - this was a new type of reality show. The first randomly selected passerby was caught in less than an hour. But when Xu Moru was selected, things started to take an unexpected turn. "Damn, this isn't how the script goes. This Xu Moru is too bold, he's not following the rules at all." "Crap, is this guy taking it seriously?" "The female celebrity has been scared to tears!"

ing gift was a patch of barren land, and disciples were all picked up along the way. He spent fifty years diligently building three "ramshackle little sects," thinking he could finally live a carefree life relying on his disciples. But right at the fifty-year mark, he was suddenly swept away by a spatial rift and exiled to the Chaos Desolation, the Disorderly Ruins. There was no spiritual energy there, only slaughter. Relying on the cultivation feedback from his disciples, Gu Changyuan hacked his way through a sea of blood for eleven hundred years. When the system finally fished him back out, he discovered the ramshackle little sects he'd built back then had developed a rather... unusual style. Hold on... I vanished for a thousand years, so how did my ramshackle little sects become holy lands?!

transmigrates into the world as the sect master of the Heavenly Yan Sect, which is on the verge of being wiped out. He binds a system that grants him cultivation power based on the number of disciples he has: for each disciple, he automatically gains a year's worth of cultivation every single day! Take one disciple: every day he gains 1 year of cultivation power. While others struggle through a year of bitter training, he gets the same just by sleeping through a single night. Take ten disciples: every day he gains 10 years of cultivation power. Foundation Establishment, Core Formation, Nascent Soul—he breezes through all bottlenecks without lifting a finger. Take one hundred disciples: every day he gains 100 years of cultivation power. Even a Soul Transformation Venerable before him can’t survive a single blow. Take ten thousand disciples: every day he gains 10,000 years of cultivation power! With a wave of his hand, he topples empires. With a single step, he crushes the sacred grounds of the universe. ... While others fight tooth and nail for secret techniques, Lin Yan casually hands out Nascent Soul-level cultivation manuals as beginner textbooks. While others strain to find talented recruits, Lin Yan opens his doors to anyone—so long as they’re human. In just three short years, the Heavenly Yan Sect went from a backwater sect made up of three crumbling huts to a sacred land that every cultivator under heaven would kill to enter. ... One day, otherworldly demon gods invade, with a million demon soldiers pressing down upon the realm. Lin Yan, yawning, rises from his lounge chair and glances at the system panel: [Current Disciples: 1.28 million] [Daily Cultivation Increase: 1.28 million years] He waves his hand casually, and the countless demon soldiers are reduced to ashes in an instant. “So noisy… interrupting my fishing.”

young master of the Shen family—a figure of immense power and wealth beyond measure—and awakened the "Destined Ultimate Villain System"! His starting scenario? Running into his icy fiancée who shows up with a mountain-descending divine doctor to break off their engagement. The divine doctor arrogantly taunts: "What does your Shen family have besides a bit of stinking money? You're not even worthy of tying Qingxue's shoelaces!" Shen Fei just smiled. He completely defied the usual script: "Fine, I agree to break off the engagement. Also, notify the finance department to withdraw all investments from the Su family." Minutes later, with its capital chain severed, the Su Group teetered on the brink of bankruptcy! The once aloof and proud ice queen CEO was thrown into utter panic. That very night, she went to Shen Fei's villa, casting aside all dignity to beg and plead desperately... From then on, in this world teeming with Sons of Destiny, Shen Fei embarked on a path of extreme dimensional suppression! A mountain-descending divine doctor? Peerless medical skills? Shen Fei: "Reporting you for practicing medicine without a license! I'll gladly take your ancient medicinal cauldron and twin sister assassins." The Crooked-Smiling Dragon King? Commanding a hundred thousand soldiers with a single order? Shen Fei: "Illegal assembly and suspected treason! Let a fleet of attack helicopters sanitize the area and teach you what the state apparatus really means!" A reborn tycoon? Knows all the golden opportunities of the next decade? Shen Fei: "A trillion in capital to reverse and pump the stock market, making you blow your margin and jump on the very first day of your rebirth!" What Chosen Ones? What bearers of Heavenly Fortune? In Shen Fei's eyes, they're all just chives (i.e., suckers/marks) waiting to be harvested! Shen Fei: "Sorry, but as the Destined Ultimate Villain, I don't play by the rules of honor. I only play the game of dimensional suppression."