The Daughter-In-Law’S Son-In-Law Chapter 4214
by“Crash!”
The wind blew gently, not only blowing Jiang Zhiyi’s black hair, but also blowing the pages of “Thirteen Moves”. Many exquisite moves appeared in the clattering scroll.
These moves formed a coherent movement when flipping through the book quickly, like a handsome young man facing off against the enemy calmly and gracefully.
Jiang Zhiyi also captured that these moves all have the shadow of Ye Fan killing everyone in the ring.
This means that the “Thirteen Moves” are not false, but Ye Fan’s true experience.
This made Jiang Zhiyi’s mood become complicated.
Zhao Muge glanced at it a few times and was secretly surprised:
These moves are executed smoothly and smoothly. They are definitely not ordinary things. This boy can do it. He has actually integrated the Jiang Family Martial Arts School to such an extent.
She looked at Jiang Zhiyi and whispered: “President Jiang, this martial art is useful. Even if it is not thirteen moves, it can improve our level a lot.”
“Hoo!”
The typhoon blew by quickly, and the chill suddenly increased a little.
Jiang Zhiyi ignored Zhao Muge, and his cold face returned to calm.
She looked at Ye Fan and smiled: “Ye Fan, what do you mean? Do you have some misunderstandings about Aunt Jiang?”
Ye Fan smiled, his hand holding the fishing rod remained steady, and he responded calmly:
“Aunt Jiang, it doesn’t matter whether it’s a misunderstanding or not!”
“You just need to ask yourself, do you want this “Thirteen Moves”?”
“If you want it, just take it and use it.”
“As for whether these moves are real or fake, with Aunt Jiang’s intelligence, experience and current talents, we can naturally tell the difference.”
“I have been favored by Aunt Jiang for so long, and I can’t deceive you with a fake martial arts book. There is no need.”
Ye Fan looked at the lake, the fish mark moved, and the ripples spread slowly, but Ye Fan did not stop immediately.
Jiang Zhiyi looked at the trick that was so close at hand. Not only was his smile a little stiff, but his ideological struggle also became intense.
She came here today not to eat Ye Fan’s swordfish, nor to win over Ye Fan’s feelings. The biggest purpose was to communicate with Ye Fan to get the trick.
On the way here, she was not only prepared for a tough fight, but also prepared to use the skin-to-skin contact between the two of them as a gap.
But she didn’t expect that Ye Fan didn’t resist or give in, but took the initiative to reveal her true intentions and came up with the thirteen moves she wanted.
However, Jiang Zhiyi was somewhat in a trance when he obtained the trick to massacre Murong Feihong and his gang so easily, feeling that it was too simple and easy.
“Ye Fan, are you really willing to give the Thirteen Moves to Aunt Jiang?”
“This is a martial art that can establish a sect!”
“By hiding it, you can not only gain a foothold in San Francisco, but also build a martial arts gym about the same size as Murong Feihong.”
“Given time, I will be able to become the president of the Southern Martial Alliance.”
“Once you give it to me, I will share it with the children of the Southern Martial Alliance, so that everyone’s martial arts will be greatly improved, and your importance and scarcity will be greatly reduced.”
Jiang Zhiyi came slightly closer to Ye Fan and looked into the man’s eyes at close range: “Are you really willing to sacrifice yourself to fulfill Aunt Jiang?”
Ye Fan didn’t answer directly, he picked up the fishing rod and swung it back.
The three-inch fish jumped out of the water, but because the swallowing was not deep enough and the external force was too strong, the fish escaped from the hook and fell back into the water.
Zhao Muge snorted in his heart: “Trash, can’t even catch a fish…”
Before she finished speaking, she saw Ye Fan’s wrist shaking slightly, and the soft fishing line suddenly gained strength, still reeling in the fish two inches away from the water.
The right wrist was twisted again, and the fishing line was pulled backwards. The fish flew back like a meteor and fell into the bucket impartially.
Without waiting for the fish to react, Ye Fan quickly picked it up and disemboweled it, then rinsed it quickly, threw it on the stone slab with his backhand, poured oil on it and started frying it.
Zhao Muge subconsciously glanced at his watch, 10 seconds before and after.
She and the masters of the Southern Martial Arts League were all shocked. Only then did they understand how skilled Ye Fan was. After all, if she was given 10 seconds to take off her pants, she might not be able to take them off completely.
Ye Fan cut the fish into several pieces, then washed the fish intestines and put the sword away:
“Aunt Jiang, I fried another fish for you.”
“As for whether you want to eat it or not, it’s up to you!”
After the last note fell, Ye Fan was already walking more than ten meters away.
Jiang Zhiyi looked at his retreating back, and then at the grilled fish on the stone slab, and his calm state of mind gradually began to ripple.
She knew what Ye Fan meant. His thoughts and intentions were not important. What was important was whether she wanted the “Thirteen Moves” in her heart.
Jiang Zhiyi was in a bit of pain, unable to judge the consequences of accepting or declining the “Thirteen Moves”.
Her red lips slightly opened: “Do you want to eat this fish or not?”
“If you don’t eat, it’s free!”
Zhao Muge came closer, stretched out his hand, pinched a piece of grilled fish and threw it into his mouth:
“I don’t believe it, his grilled fish is really that delicious…”
It was fine if she didn’t eat the grilled fish, but as soon as she ate it, she immediately spat out: “What the hell, the gallbladder is broken, this grilled fish is so painful!”
Jiang Zhiyi was startled, thoughtful, and suddenly her eyes lit up slightly. She stood up and shouted to Mark’s disappearing back:
“Ye Fan, I don’t want these thirteen moves!”
She said in a loud voice: “As long as you remember me, I will always be your Aunt Jiang! I will always be your support in San Francisco!”
Ye Fan in the distance paused slightly, then waved his hand and disappeared.
Jiang Zhiyi also exhaled a long breath and walked in the direction of Jiang’s Martial Arts School: “Let’s go back!”
Zhao Muge looked at the grilled fish on the stone slab and the “Thirteen Moves” next to it, with a puzzled look on his face.
She asked further: “President Jiang, didn’t we come here today just to get ‘Jiang’s Martial Arts’? Ye Fan stayed here because of his interest, why don’t you want it anymore?”
Jiang Zhiyi left without looking back: “Some fish may be delicious, while some fish may be painful.”
“I don’t know what the fish tastes like in my mouth, so I won’t eat fish until I’m ready.”
“This is the end of Jiang’s martial arts training. When Jiang Mengli and the others asked, they said that I had already obtained it. Don’t bother Ye Fan anymore.”
Jiang Zhiyi drifted away: “Don’t tell Song Shiyan and the others that Ye Fan left the real “Jiang’s Martial Arts” here.”
Zhao Muge frowned slightly at first, then his eyes lit up slightly, he took out his mobile phone and sent a text message…
Ten minutes later, Ye Fan and Jiang Zhiyi both left the fishing place, and the flames on the slate gradually became smaller.
Just when it was about to rain again, Song Shiyan dressed up like fishing and sat quietly where Ye Fan had sat.
He glanced around and reached out to pick up the “Thirteen Moves”.
“That idiot Jiang Zhiyi doesn’t want this good thing, so I will reluctantly accept it.”
“When I finish learning these Jiang’s tricks, I will definitely kill that bastard Ye Fan…”
While Song Shiyan was talking, he turned to the first page of “Thirteen Moves” and his whole body suddenly turned to stone.
There are eight big words written on the title page:
“If you want to practice this skill, you must first retreat from the palace!”
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