Watching the bloody scene in front of them, Hoffman's group of bodyguards felt like they were dreaming!
No one expected that the famous Chieftain would be so easily beaten to death by Ye Qiu!
It was a long ti before Hoffman ca to his senses, struggled to his feet, walked over, and bowed deeply to Ye Qiu, apologizing, "I'm sorry, Mr. Ye. I underestimated you earlier. Please forgive .
Today, you and your n have shown what real Huaxia kungfu is. It's truly powerful. I was being like a frog at the bottom of a well. I'm sorry."
"It's fine, hurry back now," Ye Qiu shook his head and smiled.
Hoffman's previous actions of protecting Emma and Mia'er desperately indeed made him look like a real man, earning Ye Qiu's admiration. Such a small matter was naturally brushed off.
Hoffman and his people remained vigilant, scanning around, finding no more enemies, and then got into the car.
"Mr. Ye, may I ask who taught you Huaxia kungfu, and how can it be so powerful?"
"Mr. Ye, your moves just now were truly imposing. I really want to learn Huaxia kungfu from you, I really want to, I really want to."
"Mr. Ye, you..."
Throughout the journey, Hoffman turned into a completely different person. The cold deanor vanished, replaced by admiration as he looked at Ye Qiu, validating Emma's description of him as a chatterbox.
Ye Qiu just sat there quietly, not because he was aloof and didn't want to talk, but he was worn out to the point his ears were growing calluses.
This guy can just talk too much!
Asking so many questions all at once, which one are you expecting an answer to?
"Ye Qiu, you'd better say sothing. Otherwise, he could talk to you nonstop for a month," Emma said with a mixed expression of amusent and frustration.
"Uh..." Ye Qiu was speechless, knowing that if he answered one question, Hoffman would surely keep them coming. He had no choice but to change the topic: "Why did that group, including the Chieftain, attack us?"
Having completely beco a fan of Ye Qiu, Hoffman was now without any defenses, gesturing wildly as he spoke, "Mr. Ye, didn't Emma tell you? Nothing at all?
Then let explain. Our Hall Clan recently had a fierce conflict with another major family in the United States. The group earlier, including the Chieftain whose brains you pumled with a few punches, were likely sent by the Cliff Clan.
The Cliff Clan is very strong, renowned! Mr. Ye, you truly are incredible. Please teach a few tricks, just a few. I want to beco your disciple!"
As Hoffman went on excitedly, he circled back to the sa topic, making Emma and Mia'er feel like swearing.
Talking about family rivals with such enthusiasm, if the Clan Leader saw him like this, wouldn't he be torn apart?
Ye Qiu was also rendered speechless, not wanting to say a word. He simply reclined the seat, squinting his eyes for a nap, not understanding why soone as fiery as Emma would choose such a loquacious bodyguard.
"Mr. Ye, have you reclined because you're tired?"
"Mr. Ye, please rest well. I promise I won't disturb you, really won't disturb you. From now on, I won't say a single word, no, not even a letter. Mr. Ye, just rest well."
"Mr. Ye, if there's anything you're not satisfied with, please let know. I'll arrange everything for you..."
"Mr. Ye..."
In Hoffman's endless muttering, the car unknowingly drove into the Hall Clan's estate.
Once they got out of the car, Ye Qiu gave Emma a direct glance and said, "Take us to see your father, hurry up and resolve Mia'er's issue."
Before Emma could respond, Hoffman's voice sounded again, "Mr. Ye, I'm very sorry. As I ntioned earlier, our family is in intense conflict with the Cliff Clan.
These days, everyone in the family is busy with matters concerning the Cliff Clan, and the Clan Leader instructed that he has no ti to see you today, truly no ti. I'll arrange a place for you to rest, and I promise not to disturb you."
"I'm a bit hungry, and Mia'er is probably hungry too. Let's go out to eat sothing. anwhile, I can get familiar with the area." Thinking about the upcoming arrangents Hoffman would make, Ye Qiu quickly found an excuse, picked up Mia'er, and disappeared in a flash.
"Huh? Where's Mr. Ye? Where did Mr. Ye go?" Hoffman spun a few circles in confusion.
...
A few hundred ters away.
Ye Qiu put Mia'er down and glanced back cautiously, relaxed only after confirming Hoffman wasn't following.
Faced with a chatterbox he can't fight, he's truly helpless!
And that incessant calling of "Mr. Ye," had long given Ye Qiu goosebumps.
If a beauty calls like this, it's fine. Coming from a big guy, what's it worth?
Yet Cat quickly caught up, laughing lightly beside them.
"Hahaha!"
Mia'er clung to Ye Qiu's arm, bursting with triumphant laughter, "Qiu, I didn't think you'd ever be afraid. So, have you conceded this ti? Are our family's subordinates powerful?"
"Powerful, really powerful," Ye Qiu nodded slightly.
"But one thing you said was right, I'm really hungry." Mia'er stopped chit-chatting and directly guided Ye Qiu to find food.
Soon, the two arrived at a famous snack street.
"Let's go to that Chinese restaurant," Mia'er excitedly pointed to a Chinese restaurant, perhaps due to Ye Qiu's presence, always feeling Huaxia cuisine is closer to her than Arican food.
"Okay," Ye Qiu nodded slightly, which matched his habits of always seeking Huaxia cuisine wherever he ate.
Just as they were about to head over, a burst of curses suddenly ca from not far away.
"F*ck! F*ck! Don't run!"
"Get back here, Gael, stop! Today is the day you all die!"
Ye Qiu and Mia'er turned to look.
And imdiately saw, a dozen ters away, a group of n in black chasing a group in plaid shirts.
"Let's go," Ye Qiu frowned, having seen enough of these thug fights; he wasn't interested at all.
But then, he halted, his brow furrowing even more, thinking the leader of the plaid group looked familiar.
Bam!
At that mont, the leader of the plaid group, Gael, stumbled, tripping on the steps. Seeing the enemy closing in fast behind him, he broke out into a cold sweat, realizing it was truly over. If caught, he'd definitely be hacked to pieces!
"F*ck! I'll fight you all! Don't touch my brothers!" Knowing escape was impossible, Gael had no choice but to quickly get up, fling his hair, and pull out a large knife ready to charge.
However, just as he was about to fight for his life, a familiar face suddenly appeared before him.
The next second, his face broke into a joyful expression, and without a second thought, he sprinted towards Ye Qiu, shouting: "Master Ye, Master Ye, help !"
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