90,000 Years of Longevity

Chapter 115: Shut Up

In the alley, the cool breeze continued.

"What did you do to me?" Han Zhi's eyes widened, staring the young man before him. The thing that was happening right now was too strange for him.

Obviously, his consciousness was extremely clear, he could also speak, but his movement was completely blocked.

This feeling was really weird.josei

As for the three underlings next to Han Zhi, they were the same as Han Zhi. 

Cold sweats appeared on their foreheads furiously, and because of excessive force, their complexions changed from pale to purple.

"Boss, this person is too abnormal." One of the underlings shouted.

Han Zhi's eyes almost burst out, "Shut up, I also know that something is wrong with him."

"What should we do?" Another younger brother was a little worried, he was full of anxiety.

"Run."

"How to run? I can't move at all."

In the alley, the four men were still holding baseball bats. They stood facing a weird young man, their faces no longer had the arrogance that they used to have earlier, they could only freeze there. The emotions inside their bodies almost burst out.

Ye Bei at this moment did not care about them. He took a gentle step forward out of Yard No. 98.

Right after that, the wooden door of the yard closed slowly by itself without any force pushing it.

The four people saw this process very clearly. Their fearful pupils shrank suddenly. At this moment, they felt great regret in their hearts. They only felt that the man in front of them was like a devil. If possible, they would like to never see him again.

Ye Bei ignored them, in his eyes, those people were nothing more than ants. They could not cause any disturbance to him at all.

Even now, those guys did not even have the qualification to move their bodies.

After leaving the Yard No. 98, Ye Bei directly entered his yard which was on the opposite side.

Creak!

After he entered the yard, the wooden door creaked shut.

Han Zhi and his underlings were still stiff in the alley.

…

Bang, bang, bang!

It took ten minutes for them to feel their bodies loosened, and they slowly recovered. The baseball bats in their hands fell to the ground banging as if they had used their entire lives' worth of strength. They bent over and exhaled deeply. 

The big sweats on their foreheads dripped on the ground and wetted a large area.

At this moment, the woman in the black dress also recovered, but her memory seemed to be still ten minutes ago. After discovering that Ye Bei had disappeared, she opened her eyes and shouted coldly at Han Zhi, "Surname Han, where did that person do? Why are you so useless and still staying in a daze here? If you don't find him for me, you will see the consequence."

Her sharp voice reverberated throughout the alley.

"Keep it down!" Han Zhi bent over, and when he heard the woman's voice, he looked around vigilantly, panting and reminding her.

However, the woman was completely unaware of anything. She bit her lips and pointed at Han Zhi, her voice at this moment was even louder, "You trash, rubbish, you only know how to brag that you're Qiao Family's Qiao Guyun's person, but you can't even stop a hairy brat. You might as well smash your head on this wall.

"You…" 

Han Zhi turned his head and glared at the woman. He wanted to shout something, but the corner of his eyes happened to fall on the door of Yard No. 99. A sudden chill poured into his forehead from the sole of his feet. Just now, he clearly saw the young man entered the door, but at this moment, there was an extra brass lock on the wooden door.

"You what you? Surname Han, I don't think you are a man at all." The woman refused to give up.

Snap!

However, this time, Han Zhi who originally bending over and inhaling, stood up suddenly. He exhausted the last trace of his strength and slapped the woman fiercely.

There was a crisp slapping sound echoed in the quiet alley.

Five bright red fingerprints remained on the woman's face.

The woman in the black dress obviously did not expect that Han Zhi would make a move on her. After feeling the pain on her face, she instinctively stretched out her hand and covered her cheek, her body trembled crazily and she felt dizzy with anger.

Her complexion was even bluer and whiter.

Those eyes were all filled with raging flame. When she looked at Han Zhi, the viciousness that appeared on her face was full to the extreme, "You, you actually dared to beat me?"

"Stupid cunt!"

"I let you shut up, did you hear Lao Tzu?"

"Smelly woman, so troublesome, why don't you go find him yourself?"

Bang, bang, bang!

The other three guys beside her could not endure it anymore. They used all their remaining strengths and stepped forward to kick the woman. At the same time, their mouths fiercely scolded her at the same time. When they thought of the white-dressed young man just now, they felt cold all over.

The situation changed so quickly that the woman did not have time to react at all. After receiving the beatings from the three men, she staggered and fell to the ground. Her expensive bag fell more than half a meter away, and her hair instantly became messy.

But those eyes were still full of unwillingness and madness.

Looking at the backs of the four people leaving, after a long time, the woman stood up from the ground with difficultly and screamed, "Surname Han, this lady will definitely make you look good. And those two shitty people from the Yard No. 98 and 99, just you wait!"

After abandoning her sentence here, she turned and walked towards the exit of the alley slowly.

When she passed a passer-by, she gave him an angry look. The passer-by retreated to the side until the back of the woman disappeared. The corner of the passer-by's mouth twitched slightly, he spat and angrily cursed, "Damn, did that woman eat a bag of dynamites? Such an angry look."

…

Yard No. 99 was closed.

Inside, although there was a lot of sunshine, it still exuded a chilling sensation.

After Ye Bei returned, he stood in the middle of the yard, staring lightly at the big wooden door in front of him.

The paper window above the wooden door had been completely restored.

Some of the patterns carved on it were even more exquisite as if time had gone back to 80 years ago. The young man sat in the yard with his index finger slightly moving, and a carving knife was gently outlining on the wooden door.

However, a layer of dust covered in front of the wooden door pulled Ye Bei's thoughts back from the years.

One hour had passed quietly.

Above the dust, a looming footprint suddenly appeared.

"Oh!" Ye Bei noticed the footprints and sighed softly, "Since you're here, why not come out?"

Creak!

The closed wooden door creaked slightly and slowly opened.

A person's silhouette, like incomplete candlelight, appeared faintly in the lobby.

"Master, I have been here seven days ago." The voiced sounded deep and ancient, but extremely elegant as if it had crossed the long and complicated eras.