MTL - Found 100 Million In My Rented Apartment-Chapter 1567 【1567】Is this Hua Guo Kung Fu?

Anru Prince is obviously very curious about Ye Feng at the moment.

Looking up and down at Ye Feng, "It's incredible, what you just showed is Huaguo Kung Fu?"

"Is it the same as what they showed in the movie 'Bruce Lee' and 'Ip Man'?"

"Beat several people with one move?!"

Ye Feng did not expect that she also understood Bruce Lee and Ye Wen, "Do you still watch Kung Fu movies?"

"Of course!" Anjou Prince seemed a little excited, "Didn't I say before that I am very curious about the customs and culture of China."

"The original source of these curiosity is the kung fu movies I watched when I was a child."

"I love the Bruce Lee series!"

As he spoke, he continued to chatter without waiting for Ye Feng to answer, "But my family keeps telling me that those are all lies."

"Also, my friends also showed me some screen recordings of live broadcasts, saying that Huaguo's kung fu is blown out or something. In fact, even ordinary European UFC fighters can't beat it."

"I was disappointed for a long time because of it."

"I didn't expect to see such a miraculous existence with my own eyes in the mainland of China."

"..."

Hearing this, Ye Feng was about to answer the conversation with a smile, but unexpectedly, a dark figure appeared from the village.

Some of these people were carrying butcher's knives in their hands, some were carrying poles, and some were carrying hoes...the weapons in their hands varied.

But without exception, everyone's face was full of murderous intent.

While approaching this side, there are still a few leaders who look like small bosses, and they are still yelling at the people behind, "Oh, everyone, hurry up."

"Don't let those two outsiders escape!"

"How dare you bully the people of our Huangjia Village on the grounds of our Huangjia Village, what a f*ck of a bear!"

When the black-faced middle-aged man saw them coming, he waved at them as if he had found a savior: "Big brother, second brother, this way!"

As he said that, after those people surrounded him, he immediately pointed at Ye Feng and chattered, "This guy is the one who hit people!"

"The foreign girl next to him is the one who killed my Wangcai."

"They obviously didn't take it for granted, but they still beat us up, and even injured several of our brothers!"

The one he called the big brother is definitely a domineering master, and he tightened his watermelon knife when he heard this, "Then there is nothing to say about this kind of person, just kill him."

"Anyway, we are reasonable, and there are many people."

"Even if we are killed, when the time comes, the people from Tolerance will not do anything to us."

After speaking, he looked at Ye Feng and Anru Prince coldly.

The group behind him, at least hundreds of villagers, also quickly dispersed.

Like a siege, the escape routes of Ye Feng and Prince Anru were cut off.

Seeing this scene, Anru Prince obviously didn't want to be curious anymore, and his fair face immediately turned pale again.

Subconsciously, his hand grasped Ye Feng's arm firmly, "You, you, didn't you just say that the problem will be solved soon?"

"Why, how could this be?"

"Why are there more and more of them?"

"In total, there are at least a hundred or so people, right?"

"And each of them has a weapon in their hands, and their expressions look so scary."

"what should I do now?!"

Ye Feng's expression remained unchanged, and he said calmly, "What's the use of having too many people."

"In the battle of Changbanpo, Zhang Fei alone scared off Cao Cao's million soldiers."

"No matter how many people there are, can they be more than Cao Jun in the Battle of Changbanpo?"

Anru Prince is definitely familiar with some Huaguo culture, so he subconsciously answered, "The situation is completely different, okay?"

"At that time, Zhang Fei, a fierce general, could scare off millions of soldiers by himself. In fact, the most important thing was to scare Cao Cao..."

"It's completely different from the current situation!"

"..."

Ye Feng was a little surprised when he heard the sound, "You know a lot, even these allusions."

"Of course..." Anjou Prince mentioned this with a proud look on his face.

But after a while, she seemed to be aware of the current situation again, and quickly calmed down, and said in a panic, "No, now is not the time to talk about these things, okay?"

"Hurry up and think of a way, what should we do?"

"These hundreds of people are still carrying weapons. If you don't pay attention, you will die!"

And as if to confirm her words.

As soon as her words fell to the ground, the one called the big brother by the black-faced middle-aged man suddenly raised the watermelon knife in his hand:

"Brothers, do it!"

The moment he yelled, he was about to rush over.

The same is true for the villagers behind him.

Seeing, a fierce battle is about to begin!

Anru Prince's hand holding Ye Feng's arm clenched again in fright.

But at this moment, a panting old voice suddenly came from outside, "Stop!"

"Stop it!"

The movements of the black-faced middle-aged man and his group stopped abruptly.

A wave of greetings followed one after another, "Uncle Dong!"

"Uncle Dong!"

"Uncle Dong, why are you here?"

The wall of people that originally surrounded Ye Feng and Anjou Prince also spontaneously gave way.

The black-faced middle-aged man and the three whom he called the eldest brother and the second brother greeted him respectfully.

"Uncle Dong!"

Uncle Dong was called a hale and hearty old man.

The old man looked fifty or sixty years old.

Wearing a Tang suit.

Although he is not young, he has a sense of majesty on his body.

When the black-faced middle-aged man and others went up to meet him, he was obviously a little puzzled, "Uncle Dong, didn't you just say that the third child and the others were bullied by outsiders and let us come over to help?"

"Why did you suddenly ask us to stop?"

Uncle Dong didn't answer their words, but walked quickly to Ye Feng first, and bowed directly apologetically: "This one must be Mr. Ye, right?"

"I'm really sorry, I didn't figure out the situation before, and almost flooded the Dragon King Temple!"

"My son-in-law, Xiao Tu, has already told me what happened. Please wait a moment, and I will definitely give you a satisfactory solution!"

Ye Feng had just learned about the situation in Huangjiacun from Yu Fengsheng, so it was not surprising to hear Uncle Dong's words now.

Nodding lightly, there was no response.

But opposite him, the black-faced middle-aged man and the elder brother, second elder brother and others he mentioned were all dumbfounded.

Looking at Uncle Dong's reaction one by one, it was like seeing the Arabian Nights.

"Uncle Dong, this is..."