Mr. Ye said with a calm face: "I have died once, and now I climbed out of the abyss of hell again just to send you down with my own hands."

"Haha, then it depends on your ability."

Wei Ming's eyes narrowed into slits.

The conversation between the two was light and gentle, like old friends reminiscing about the past after not seeing each other for many years.

However, the invisible aura emanating from the two of them made everyone feel depressed.

It was as if the heart had stopped beating.

At this moment, Mr. Ye's eyes stayed on Wei Ming's wheelchair again, and at this time, a bright smile finally appeared on his face.

"What happened to your leg?"

Wei Ming laughed and said: "It's useless!"

Although he spoke in a relaxed tone, it was not difficult to see from the slight twitching of the muscles on his face that he was not at peace in his heart.

"Wasted?"

When Mr. Ye heard this, his smile became even brighter.

His legs were broken by the bastard in front of him.

He has been disabled for nearly twenty years.

Twenty years later, he was standing while the other person was in a wheelchair.

The old man's voice was slightly sarcastic.

"There is reincarnation in the way of heaven, hahaha!"

After saying that, he turned around and strode towards the door.

Wei Ming's face darkened at a speed visible to the naked eye, and his skinny palms only grasped the armrests of the wheelchair.

He lost this round!

When Yang Tian was about to follow Mr. Ye in, he heard a majestic voice stopping him.

"Are you Yang Tian?"

Yang Tian turned around and looked at the majestic middle-aged man in front of him.

There was also a smile on the corner of his mouth.

"It seems you are Zhou Tianyuan."

After coming to the capital for so long, this is really the first time the two of them have met.

Zhou Tianyuan's whole body exuded a cold aura, and he looked at the young man with cold eyes.

"I'm looking forward to playing a game with you today!"

When the young man heard these words, he suddenly smiled brightly.
Chapter completed!