When Ye Fan saw Wei Qinhu, Wei Qinhu was hunting in the back mountain.

The old guy was carrying a gun, a Tibetan mastiff, and a Haidongqing on his shoulder, calmly shuttled through more than 20 evil wolves he raised.

Tibetan mastiffs resist sneak attacks at close range, Haidongqing locks in the whereabouts of evil wolf, and guards capture tigers as if they are shooting closely.

There were gunfires and bullets were shot. Wherever the muzzle pointed, there was always a vicious wolf who fell to the ground with a blossoming head.

The last shot even penetrated a wolf's mouth and exploded a wolf behind it.

One person, one dog, one eagle, is so powerful that it is unreasonable.

"I talked about the young man's crazy, with yellow on the left, blue on the right, brocade hat and mink fur, and thousands of riders rolled flat on the hill..." Looking at this energetic scene, Ye Fan, standing in a pavilion, read a poem, and added a little favor to the old and stronger Wei Qinhu.

This is also the life he wants when he gets old in the future.

I just don’t know who the woman would be by my side at that time?

Thinking of the cold Tang Ruoxue, the gentle Song Hongyan, and the considerate Su Xier, Ye Fan felt a little more melancholy.

"The old man likes to hunt all day long, either letting us raise evil wolves or transport lions and tigers from Africa."

Compared to Ye Fan's praise for Wei Qinhu, Wei Hongchao, who was standing beside Ye Fan, did not agree. He poured Ye Fan a large cup of tea: "There are not a hundred or eighty things that die in his hands every month. In order not to waste, we force us to eat these meat every day."

"The dogs in our doorman are no longer consuming bones and eating vegetarian food now."

"I don't know why the old man likes to mess around so much. You said it would be great to learn from other old men to write and write to tease birds."

Wei Qinhu's hobby of hunting was a headache for Wei Hongchao. Not only was it troublesome to raise prey, but he also had to be worried about staring at Wei Qinhu's safety.

Any mistake will either die suddenly or be seriously injured. After all, evil wolf will not show mercy.

Ye Fan smiled and said nothing, but just lowered his head and drank oolong tea.

Wei Hongchao continued to complain to Wei Qinhu: "A hundred wolves have been raised for almost half a year, and he has ruined them in two months."

He himself did not realize that he had regarded Ye Fan as someone who could speak his heart.

"Bang bang bang--" As soon as the words fell, three gunshots kept ringing, and three bullets shot towards Ye Fan and Wei Hongchao.

Wei Hongchao's face changed, and he instinctively rushed on the spot, using military actions to avoid it.

But his body was covered with grass and dust, making him look very embarrassed.

Ye Fan did not move at all, and the tea in his hand did not stop, and it still flowed slowly into his throat.

"Papapapapapapa--" Three bullets rubbed Ye Fan's hair and were all nailed into the solid wooden pillars of the pavilion, making the wood shaking and exploded a lot of fragments.

Ye Fan didn't even look at it, and continued to finish drinking oolong tea slowly.

“Not bad, not bad.”

Before Wei Hongchao could get up and find out what was going on, Wei Qinhu took his people up.

After handing over the Tibetan Mastiff and Hai Dongqing to his confidants, he looked at Ye Fan with a compliment and said, "The Mount Tai collapsed in front of him and his expression remained unchanged, and the tiger was not surprised when he was forced to the back of him. At this age, he had this mentality and was worthy of being the youngest national soldier in China."

"You are much better than Wei Hongchao."

"He repeatedly challenged you to be alive and was considered to be your mercy."

For those three shots just now, he wanted to test Ye Fan, but also wanted to give him the warning, so that the Wei family's "strong enemy" was scared by him.

But unexpectedly, three bullets hit him, Ye Fan's face did not change and he didn't even sprinkle tea. Instead, Wei Hong rolled all over the grass chips.

He appreciated Ye Fan a little more.

Ye Fan smiled when he heard this: "Thank you Mr. Wei for your praise."

Wei Hongchao got up and squeezed out: "I have participated in military training. A gun-avoiding reaction is an instinctive reaction, and Ye Fan was frightened by his failure..." "It doesn't matter if he shows his eyes a shame, but the important thing is that he has not yet known himself."

Wei Qinhu kicked him to the ground regardless of the injury of Wei Hongchao. Then he looked at Ye Fan and laughed and stretched out his hand: "Ye Guoshi, I will get to know you for the official meeting. I am Wei Qinhu, the Minister of Military Affairs of Baocheng."

His hands had just finished hunting and were stained with a lot of grass clippings, hair, and blood from the wolves, which looked like people were far away from him.

But Ye Fan didn't care, put down the teacup and smiled: "Ye Fan has seen Mr. Wei."

As soon as he held Wei Qinhu's palm, a brute force surged over, and it seemed that he was about to defeat Ye Fan in an instant.

Wei Qinhu had a bright look and a smile on his lips, as if he wanted to test Ye Fan's weight.

Ye Fan calmly resolved all the Wei Qinhu's power without any turmoil or anger.

Wei Qinhu was in war for a lifetime, and he was extremely powerful, but he still attacked suddenly. He thought he could cause trouble for Ye Fan, but he didn't expect that his strength would sink to the sea.

He was a little unwilling to give up and pressed 90% of his strength, but he didn't expect it to work. Instead, his household registration began to hurt.

"Not bad, not bad!"

Wei Qinhu laughed at Ye Fan again: "Not only is it super capable, but it is also first-class in skills and character. No wonder the old dog would recognize you as his adopted son."

"Wei Hong is really a thousand miles away from you when he is this bastard."

He took back all the power in his palm, then waved his hand and asked someone to bring hot water to wash his hands for him and Ye Fan.

Ye Fan smiled again: "Mr. Wei laughed."

"Tsk, you have a specialty in your profession. Grandpa, you can't be ambitious and destroy your own family's prestige."

Wei Hongchao protested again: "I also have a lot of things that Ye Fan cannot compare to, okay?"

Although he did not have the hatred of Ye Fan in the past, he still felt unspeakable depressed when he saw the old man approving Ye Fan like this.

"If you have some ability, you will not be killed in a cruise tragedy, and you will only have one breath left."

"If you have half of Ye Fan's ability, you will not let Ye Fan give you a way out of life and pull you up from the eighteenth level of hell."

While Wei Qinhu invited Ye Fan to sit down, he scolded Wei Hongchao without hesitation: "Give you three hundred people, you can't even find out who the murderer is."

"Give Ye Fan three hundred people, and they rushed thousands of miles to cut off Qianye Zhenxiong's head."

"Don't mention your Wei Hong Dynasty, even if you have dozens of nephews from the Wei family, you're probably not as good as Ye Guoshi."

"You are not even as good as Ye Tianci, at least he has the ability to know himself."

He snorted at Wei Hong: "You think you are powerful, then tell me, why do I have to hunt once or twice a month?"

Wei Hongchao coughed: "You are bored and born bloodthirsty, and you like to kill and kill happily."

Wei Qinhu's eyes showed a hint of disappointment: "That's how you look at grandpa?"

Wei Hongchao squeezed out another sentence: "Keep your marksmanship?"

"Old Wei hunts every month and directly fights against lions, tigers and wolves. In addition to his interests and hobbies, he also conveys a message to the outside world."

Ye Fan suddenly spoke up and took over the topic: "Although Mr. Wei is old, he is still getting stronger and stronger, his passion remains, and his iron armor is still there."

"When seeing this, the outside world will definitely determine that the Wei family is united and harmonious, and Mr. Wei controls the whole situation. Not only does no one dare to provoke easily, but he will also look up at the Wei family."

He looked at Wei Qinhu: "Old Wei seems to be a plaything, but in fact he is devoted to the Wei family."

Wei Hong shook her body and looked at the old man in shock.

Wei Qinhu stood up with a hot blood, waved his hand to his confidant and shouted: "Come here, drink, drink good wine. Today, I will stop drunk with Brother Ye."
Chapter completed!