High-level female soldiers: My female soldiers are all SSS-rank!

However, Ye Chu's strength far exceeded his expectations, almost like an iron clamp.

"Show me some respect. If you dare to misbehave again, don't blame me for breaking your fingers one by one."

After saying that, Ye Chu exerted a little force and almost threw Yang Xinba away.

Yang Xinba swallowed hard, clearly still shaken by what had just happened.

He took several steps back before daring to peek furtively at Mu Tongyan behind Ye Chu, and grinned.

"You wouldn't dare, hehe, I'm one of Xu Can's men."

Upon hearing this, Ye Chu's expression turned cold, and he walked straight toward Yang Xinba.

Yang Xinba's face visibly panicked: "Don't come any closer! I'm warning you, I'm warning you!"

"Let me tell you, I am sixty-seven years old today, and I am the master of ancient martial arts!"

"If I make a move, your life will be in danger."

As he spoke, Yang Xinba raised both arms and stood on one leg, striking a pose reminiscent of a golden rooster standing on one leg.

"Don't come any closer!"

Ye Chu: "..."

Snapped!

A crisp sound rang out.

Ye Chu delivered a clean and decisive slap to Yang Xinba's face.

"Ancient martial arts, right?"

Snapped!

"The culmination of all knowledge, isn't that right?"

Snapped!

Ye Chu spoke through gritted teeth as a slap landed on his face.

In his previous life, Ye Chu was a successor of ancient martial arts. He studied diligently from a young age for more than 20 years before he could even begin to understand the basics.

This old geezer in front of me dares to call himself the master of ancient martial arts?

A moment later, the nearly seventy-year-old man, looking delicate and frail, collapsed onto the bed.

Her eyes were filled with tears.

"Can't we talk properly now?"

Ye Chu stepped in front of Yang Xinba, who had an unserious appearance.

"Yes! Young man, don't be violent."

Yang Xinba's old face showed a wronged expression.

"Let your female soldiers transform into weapons; I can watch from a distance."

Upon hearing this, Ye Chu nodded in satisfaction, then gestured with his hand behind him.

With a flash of white light, a pure white, silver-white spear fell into Ye Chu's hands.

Ye Chu held the gun in both hands, displaying the damaged barrel.

Yang Xinba squinted at it for a moment, his brows furrowing more and more as he looked.

"Sigh..." Yang Xinba sighed, a hint of regret flashing in his eyes: "What a wonderful female soldier! I'm almost at the end of my life, and I'm still able to see such an excellent female soldier."

"What a pity, what a pity."

Upon hearing Yang Xinba's words of regret, Ye Chu felt a surge of tension.

"It's difficult to treat, really difficult to treat; the chance of a cure is less than 10%."

"Besides, you have no ability to cure it at all, you should go back."

Yang Xinba shook his head helplessly. At that moment, he did indeed return to his post as a doctor, but when he saw the extent of the damage to the gun barrel, he reverted to his previous unserious self.

He lay back down, curling up.

"Difficult to treat? You mean there's hope?"

Ye Chu keenly sensed the abnormality. He naturally knew that it was difficult to treat, otherwise the Shanghai Martial Arts University would not have had the heart to expel Mu Tongyan.

But even if there's only a one in ten thousand chance, Ye Chu would still want to try.

However, Yang Xinba still looked like he couldn't do it, and even scratched his butt.

Ye Chu narrowed his eyes slightly.

"Do you want to be locked up by Xu Can for the rest of your life? Don't you want to go out and see the world?"

"Don't you dislike Chen Lei? He now owns a shop in China, and his business is booming."

"Look at yourself. You're destined to die in this dark and hopeless place."

Are you really willing to accept this?

Hearing Ye Chu's words, Yang Xinba remained unmoved and even shrank back a little further.

Ye Chu frowned slightly upon seeing this.

He had assumed that given how much Yang Xinba disliked Chen Lei, he would at least make a statement about it.

As a result, Yang Xinba still maintained his indifferent attitude.

"Chen Lei..."

Before Ye Chu could finish speaking, Yang Xinba waved his hand impatiently.

"So annoying, so annoying, the old lady needs to rest."

Ye Chu sighed helplessly.

However, at least it wasn't a complete failure; we now know there's hope for curing Mu Tongyan's condition.

This was incredibly important to Ye Chu and Mu Tongyan.

Ye Chu glanced helplessly at Yang Xinba.

This old man, although he's locked up now, at least he has food and drink.

He would occasionally use the pretense of seeking medical treatment to take advantage of the soldiers' wives.

He might actually be living a pretty good life.

Ye Chu snorted coldly, then restored Mu Tongyan to human form, looking at Yang Xinba's appearance.

He couldn't help but speak up.

"Tong Yan, remember this: this is the fate of those who come into contact with dangerous drugs!"

After saying that, Ye Chu planned to take Mu Tongyan's hand and leave.

Unexpectedly, this sentence seemed to hit Yang Xinba's sore spot.

The old man jumped right out of bed.

"Damn it, I didn't sell dangerous drugs!"

"I've been framed!"

"I can die, I can be locked up for life, but I can't bear the crime of selling this heinous stuff!"

These words startled Ye Chu, who then smiled faintly.

"Oh? Everyone I meet says you sold it!"

"Especially Chen Lei, the first thing he said about you was that you were selling dangerous drugs, a heinous crime!"

"Are you still trying to deny it?"

"This shameful nail will be driven into your tombstone after you die!"

Yang Xinba's face flushed red, and the veins on his forehead bulged: "Damn it, I really didn't! I would never do such a thing, even if you killed me!"

"It was Chen Lei! That bastard framed me!"

"I treated him like my own son back then! He was a homeless child, and I took him in."

"He wanted to open a booster shop, so I mortgaged my house to raise the money for him!"

Yang Xinba became more and more excited as he spoke.

The old man was almost jumping around like a monkey.

"He's not learning anything good; he insists on going to the Black Triangle to find supplies. I'm worried about him!"

"I insisted on coming with him, and what happened?"

"That little rascal actually did something like this..."

Simba Yang was sobbing uncontrollably, almost completely covering his face as he wept.

"Then go out and tell everyone, tell them you've been framed, that you paid for the shop, right?"

Ye Chu continued.

"Then go and take back everything you have! Wash away your shame and make that kid pay the price."

Upon hearing this, Yang Xinba slowly raised his head, gritted his teeth, stared at the iron gate that was locking him up, and clenched his fists.

"Kid, do you think you can find a way to get me out of here? To let me return to the Dragon Kingdom?"

"It's just three million, right? As long as you're willing to cure Mu Tongyan, I'll pay for it for you." Ye Chu patted his chest.

Yang Xinba looked Ye Chu up and down a few times, and this time he regained the dignity of an old man and warned him.

"It's not about money, but if you want to heal your soldier's wife, you have to take me away from here."

"And I have to tell you, this matter is very complicated, so complicated that by the time you know it, it will probably be too late to undo your mistakes."

"They are an organization that reigns supreme over everything, and even you can't afford to mess with them."

"What did you say? Them? Who are they?"

"Golden Eye Society."

Yang Xinba spoke coldly, then pointed to his eyes.

"An eye that sits atop the pyramid."