Zhao Zhijie's eyes were slightly condensed, and a smile appeared on his face, and he said, "Mr. Ye, you are modest. I happened to have a subordinate who is addicted to martial arts practice all day long and wants you to give him some advice."

Zhao Zhijie clapped his hands, and a middle-aged man in plain clothes walked in.

The middle-aged man walked calmly, and walked with a faint wind. In the blink of an eye, he came to Ye Nanfeng.

"Hello, Mr. Ye."

The middle-aged man bowed his hands. If he looked carefully, he could find that his hands were calloused, especially the positions of the fist eyes and the protruding and powerful knuckles. This was achieved through decades of practicing boxing.

Ye Nanfeng nodded slightly, looked calm and did not speak.

Zhao Zhijie's style of conduct is unpredictable, but Ye Nanfeng doesn't need to understand it. He remained unmoved when the soldiers came to block the water and soil.

Seeing Ye Nanfeng so calm, Zhao Zhijie was slightly shocked, but when he thought of Zhao Yangtian being deposed and Ye Nanfeng's identity as a son-in-law, he couldn't help but feel dissatisfied.

Why does a son-in-law let the Zhao family treat him with courtesy and treat him as a guest of honor?

With just a little effort, I don’t know the world is so strong that I think there is no one in the Zhao family?

If you don’t teach you some lessons, you really think you’re awesome! Zhao Zhijie had a disdainful smile on his face and said coldly, “A Da, take action!”

"Mr. Ye, please give me advice!"

Ada's clothes were automatically bulging and swollen. The muscles on his arms were like old trees. He clenched his fist with his right hand and took a step forward. His fist came straight out, making a whirring sound, which was the sound of air exploding.

The Zhao family members present changed their faces. They knew that Ada's martial arts were powerful and that ten special forces were not enough for him to fight, so Ye Nanfeng could not receive this punch.

Mr. Zhao glared at Zhao Zhijie with anger on his face, obviously he didn't expect that he would do this! Xiao Wu, who retired from the military, was also extremely shocked. If he was asked to take this punch, he would be disabled even if he didn't die.

What is even more shocking is that Ye Nanfeng was motionless and stood there.

Even Ada saw the contempt in Ye Nanfeng's eyes.

"A arrogant person who doesn't know the disaster is coming!"

Ada's eyes turned cold and he couldn't help but use his full strength. The power of this punch reached its peak directly, and even a big tiger could be killed on the spot.

"Go to die!"

Ada roared in his heart! Ye Nanfeng also waved a punch, which looked quite casual, and then his fists and fists collided.

A loud bang! A loud bang erupted.

Adalian took ten steps back before he could barely stabilize his body. His face was extremely pale, and his right hand was drooping weakly, and he was obviously injured.

Suddenly, the scene was silent and the needles could be heard.

The smile on Zhao Zhijie's face was frozen. Ada was the person with the highest martial arts skills below him. For many years, he had never lost his life in Chengjiang City. Now he was a little-known son-in-law who had his right hand destroyed with one move.

He breathed rapidly, looking at Ye Nanfeng who seemed to be nothing, his eyes were filled with fear.

The others even took a breath of air conditioning, and Zhao Xinxin looked at Ye Nanfeng with strange eyes.

"Thank you, Mr. Ye, for showing mercy."

Ada said with a dry voice.

The punch just now was obviously not Ye Nanfeng's full-strength attack. If he had a little more force, A Dake would not be able to stand and speak.

"Now, get the bones in your hands, otherwise it will be difficult for you to improve your martial arts practice in the future."

Ye Nanfeng said coldly, then sat on the chair, feeling faintly angry. He wanted to see how the Zhao family gave him an explanation.

Then A Dade rushed out of the hall and went to the hospital to collect bones.

"Mr. Ye, good kung fu!"

Zhao Zhijie smiled all over his face and thought it was like nothing had happened. He was about to sit down when Mr. Zhao suddenly shouted.

"Rebellious! Kneel down!"

"Apologize to Mr. Ye!"

Mr. Zhao replaced the "little brother" with the respectful name "Mr. Ye", and asked a real Zhao family child to kneel down to an outsider! Who dares to believe this?

"Dad, what did you say?"

Zhao Zhijie looked at the old man in disbelief, and saw the old man's anger.

"I'll make you kneel down and apologize!"

The old man's face was as gloomy as water. He slapped the table suddenly, and the tea cup swayed, and the tea water spilled on the table.

Although Ye Nanfeng was the old man's life-saving benefactor, he was not so angry.

The most important thing is that Ye Nanfeng is not an ordinary person, but a strong man who defeated A Da with one punch. You should know that A Da is the top expert in the Zhao family, but he ends up being vulnerable.

He was in the army when he was young and knew the horror of warriors. The most rumored warrior was comparable to an army. With a raising hand, the Zhao family was destroyed.

Although the Zhao family is very rich now, they can't afford to offend a powerful warrior.

Moreover, he sent someone to check Ye Nanfeng's identity, but he could not find out completely. With his identity and status, it could only prove that Ye Nanfeng's background was so powerful that the entire Zhao family could not match him.

The old man smiled bitterly in his heart. If he had a choice, how could he let his son kneel down? After all, this made him lose face! "Dad, Zhijie is just..." Zhao Zhicheng, the eldest son of the Zhao family, was about to plead for Zhao Zhijie, but was interrupted by the old man.

"Whoever pleads for this rebellious son, get out of the Zhao family!"

As the Zhao family's Dinghai magic needle, the old man is majestic and cannot be offended. His words are like military orders. No one dares to disobey or question them, even his children and grandchildren.

Zhao Xinxin didn't dare to speak anymore, so she could only look at Ye Nanfeng for help. Now only when he speaks can he get angry.

But Ye Nanfeng seemed to be invisible and drank tea on his own.

"Dad, I am your son!"

Zhao Zhijie looked ugly and roared with a ferocious look, "You just want to see me kneel down to someone else?"

Mr. Zhao closed his eyes unbearably, his face trembled slightly, and then he spit out four words, "Kneel down! Apologize!"

Zhao Zhijie was completely desperate. He dared not disobey Zhao Yiming. Even if he was arrogant outside, he could only listen to the old man at home. If he disobeyed the old man, all the things he had now turned into vain.

Flip! Zhao Zhijie kneeled on the ground with his legs! His face was full of humiliation! There were a lot of halos on him, the son of Zhao Yiming, the number one person in the circle of young masters. In the past, others were kneeling down to him. He had never kneeled down to others, and never suffered such a great humiliation! Zhao Zhijie lowered his head, was dissatisfied, but he still spoke.

"Mr. Ye, I'm sorry, please forgive me for my offense to you!"

Seeing that Ye Nanfeng did not speak, Mr. Zhao did not dare to neglect, so he quickly stood up and bowed and said, "Mr. Ye, this unfilial and rebellious son offended you, please forgive me."

"Mr. Zhao, you are so serious."

For the sake of the old man's words, Ye Nanfeng smiled slightly and signaled that the matter would be over.
Chapter completed!