Trading system, I exchanged vegetables for golden pills.

Ye Chen glanced inside the house and ultimately refused: "Forget it, let's do it another day. I'll go there myself another day. My friends are inside; I can't just leave them behind and go there by myself."

"We can invite Ye Chen's friends too, it'll be more lively with more people!" Zhou Caiwei said with a smile.

Ye Chen smiled and said, "I won't go over today. You go back first and let Grandpa have his drink!"

"Okay, then I'll head back now!" Zhou Caiwei said, turning around.

Ye Chen was about to nod when his pupils suddenly contracted, and he turned his head to look into the distance.

"What's wrong?" Zhou Caiwei asked, puzzled.

Ye Chen grabbed her and pulled her behind him: "Step back a bit!"

Although Zhou Caiwei had some doubts, she still obeyed and did as instructed.

She peeked out and looked in Ye Chen's direction, and saw a figure slowly walking towards them along the dark path.

He looked like a middle-aged security guard, but other than that, she didn't sense anything unusual.

Although Zhou Caiwei didn't sense anything unusual, Ye Chen did sense a faint killing intent, or rather, malice.

He was already a cultivator at the eighth level of Qi Refining, and his mental strength was also very strong, so it was no mistake for him to have this feeling.

The man walking towards them was indeed wearing a security guard uniform and appeared to be middle-aged.

However, Ye Chen was certain that there was no such person among the security guards of Longjin Community.

He has given cigarettes to the security guards many times, and now he has become very close with them. He knows everyone in the security team.

Unless the other party was a new security guard who had joined in the last week or two, Ye Chen had no reason not to recognize him!

The fact that the other party came with murderous intent further proves that he is not a security guard in the community.

It seemed that because Ye Chen was watching him, his walking speed suddenly increased significantly.

He quickly walked towards Ye Chen and Zhou Caiwei, the distance between them constantly closing: 20 meters, 10 meters...

Ye Chen shouted coldly, "Stop! What are you doing patrolling alone so late at night?"

Ignoring Ye Chen's words, the other party sped up, rushing towards Ye Chen in a few steps, pulling a gleaming dagger from his pocket with his right hand.

The dagger gleamed coldly, and since the two were only a short distance apart, Zhou Caiwei could see with her naked eye that the security guard was holding a dagger.

Zhou Caiwei was stunned when she saw this scene, wondering if she had seen it wrong.

How could a security guard possibly lunge at me with a dagger?

The security guards at Longjin Residential Complex wouldn't do that.

Why is this happening?

Zhou Caiwei instinctively cried out, "Ah? Brother Ye Chen, get out of the way—"

In this scenario, anyone could sense the other person's ill intentions.

For some reason, Ye Chen felt a sense of relief when he saw the other party pull out a dagger.

Perhaps it was because pulling out a dagger proved that the other party was just an ordinary person, at most a slightly more skilled ordinary person.

As long as one is human, everything is under control.

At least it proves that the other party is not Master No. 999, so Ye Chen doesn't care about the details!

He was nervous for nothing.

"Shut the hell up, don't shout, or you'll all die!" the middle-aged man hissed, and in the blink of an eye, he was in front of Ye Chen.

The dagger in his hand was brought directly to the ground, attempting to subdue Ye Chen.

Ye Chen sneered. "You've been watching too much TV. You think you can control someone with just a dagger?"

They're all going to die? Who are you trying to scare? You're such a clueless idiot.

Do you think you're Cheng Yaojin just because you're carrying a knife?

Ye Chen casually grabbed the other person's wrist, squeezed it hard, and twisted it.

"Clang—"

The middle-aged man who rushed over unconsciously loosened his grip, the dagger fell to the ground instantly, and his arm twisted into a pretzel shape.

"ah--"

The middle-aged man screamed in agony.

Ye Chen pulled him and threw the other person aside.

The middle-aged man tried to get up instinctively, but Ye Chen stepped forward and kicked him down again, then stomped heavily on his chest.

"Speak, who sent you? With your mediocre skills, you think you can become an assassin?" Ye Chen said calmly.

The middle-aged man on the ground hadn't recovered for a long time; his face was contorted, and he looked quite pained.

He only let out a scream of pain at first, then forcibly suppressed it.

Zhou Caiwei also realized what was happening. She had almost closed her eyes in fright, unable to bear witnessing what was about to unfold.

As it turned out, Brother Ye Chen subdued the other party in just a few moves!

She quickly came closer and looked Ye Chen up and down: "Brother Ye Chen, are you alright?"

Ye Chen shook his head: "It's alright, a petty thief can't hurt me!"

"Phew—that really startled me! I didn't know you were so skilled, Brother Ye Chen!" Zhou Caiwei first looked frightened, then looked at Ye Chen with admiration, her eyes shining with wonder.

Ye Chen looked at the middle-aged man on the ground and shifted his foot: "Stop playing dead, tell me, what are you here for?"

The middle-aged man on the ground gritted his teeth: "What are you saying? I'm just not as skilled as you, I admit defeat!"

Ye Chen sneered, "Heh, you've got some backbone. Well, let's see just how tough you are. Even if you don't say anything, I can probably guess!"

As Ye Chen spoke, he stomped his foot on the other person's finger.

"Crack—" A crisp sound.

"Ah—" The middle-aged man could no longer hold back and screamed again!

Ye Chen raised his foot again: "It's okay, you don't need to say anything. I'll listen to a few more sounds, and then my dog, Da Huang, hasn't had meat in a long time, so I'll let it suck on some meat."

Big Yellow had been watching the scene from the courtyard gate for a while.

Ye Chen subdued the opponent in an instant, without giving it a chance to claim credit.

As Ye Chen said this, it swayed over to the other side, showing its two rows of big teeth, looking like it was about to gnaw on a chicken foot!

The drool dripped directly onto the other person's face.

Ye Chen stomped down again, and there was another crisp "crack" sound!

The middle-aged man almost fainted from the pain.

It is said that the ten fingers are connected to the heart, and the middle-aged man was covered in cold sweat, which shows how much pain he was in.

Ye Chen slowly raised his foot, as if not giving him a chance to speak, just playing around.

Even though the other party had a knife, Ye Chen still showed him mercy?

The middle-aged man could no longer hold back: "Wait, wait, wait—"

Ye Chen landed again, and there was another crisp "crack" sound!

The middle-aged man's dead fish eyes rolled up!

Ye Chen slowly spoke, "Excuse me, you spoke too slowly. What did you want to say?"

"You only have one chance. You'd better explain everything clearly, or I won't mind letting my dog, Dahuang, have a taste of meat!"

The middle-aged man rolled his dead fish eyes several times before finally calming down: "Damn, you—"

Ye Chen glanced at him sideways and lifted his foot again.

"No, no, no, I, I, I'll tell you!" The middle-aged man completely gave in.

The intense pain directly shattered his last psychological defenses.

If he keeps being so stubborn, he'll lose all his fingers. How can this young man be so ruthless?