822: C822 Ling Yan a Foul

C822 Ling Yan a Foul

Although Ling Yan hid it very well, Ye Hong could still see Ling Yan's Adam's apple moving slightly.

He knew that Ling Yan had forced the blood that was about to spurt out back into his body.

This small concession caused Ling Yan to suffer internal injuries.

Ye Hong retracted his hand. His eyes moved slightly.

In an instant, he seemed to have found the best way to deal with Ling Yan.

Ling Yan waved his hand at the staff members who were knocking on the door in a panic, indicating that they were fine.

Then, he picked up a cup of water from the table and poured it on the printer.

"Pcchht!"

The thick smoke gradually dispersed. Ling Yan looked at Ye Hong and smiled again.

However, Ye Hong had already seen Ling Yan's true nature and knew how fake his smile was.

"Mr Ye, please take a seat."

Ling Yan reached for the couch in the office.

Ye Hong patted the dust off his coat and sat down on the couch.

The people outside the door saw that there really was nothing going on and with Ling Yan's order, they turned around and went back to work.

Ling Yan glanced at Ling Feng. Ling Feng's body trembled, and he turned around to continue listening to the music.

Seeing that no one was paying attention to the office anymore, Ling Yan sat opposite Ye Hong.

"As expected of the person who defeated Master. Ye Hong, you are indeed an ancient martial arts genius that only appears once in a thousand years!"

Ling Yan did not hide his praise. "If it was another time and space, I would definitely try my best to befriend a dragon among men like you."

Ye Hong said with a sarcastic smile. "Commander, do you mean you must treat me as your enemy in this time and space?"

Ling Yan looked at his hands and sighed. "I was weak and sick since I was young. If Ji Yueling did not teach me ancient martial arts to strengthen my body, I would not be able to live until I was twenty years old.

I once swore that I, Ling Yan, was half a member of the Ji family. Ji Yi was my other name."

Ling Yan raised his head, his eyes turning colder and colder. "I wanted to challenge you with the Ancient Martial Path, but after testing you just now, I discovered a terrifying fact.

That is, I am very likely not your match."

Ye Hong squinted his eyes. He was secretly amazed that Ling Yan was worthy of being the city commander. He had such sharp eyes.

That's right. If the two of them were to fight, Ye Hong was confident that he could defeat Ling Yan.

"So..." Ling Yan curled his lips. He said plainly. "I have decided to break the rule once and use my identity as the city's commander to deal with you!"

A chill flashed across Ye Hong's eyes. The thing he was most worried about had still happened in the end.

Ling Yan stood up and took out a document from the pile of documents on the table. He read it in front of Ye Hong, "Ye Hong, 16 years old. Father Ye Xiao, mother Ann Xiaoying. There is also a younger sister in the house, Ye Zhinuo.

Last September, she invented the Supreme Beef Noodle Soup and made the Midnight Snack Restaurant famous. ...

Last October, he moved the shop to East Street...

Last December, he came to Bailu City to open the Midnight Snack Restaurant branch...2

Apart from the chief of Midnight Snack Restaurant, he was also one of the board member of Zhicai High School, the dean of No.185 Hospital, the deputy chairman of Association of Ancient Medicine, and the actual person in charge of Night Cat Group. ...

As Ling Yan read through Ye Hong's information one by one, Ye Hong became more and more calm.

He knew that his information was on the surface. He could not hide it from Ling Yan, the city commander.

However, Ye Hong also found that Ling Yan had information that he could not find. That was Ye Hong's identity as a consultant in Sacred Temple.

Also, the Night Blade team that Ye Hong had secretly formed.

If they really clashed with Ling Yan, that huge monster, these two things could be used as trump cards.

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