Chapter 88 Ye Han's "Local Tyrant Gold"

  In an instant, a whole brick was evenly cut into ten rectangular blocks of equal area by Ye Han's palm, neatly arranged on the ground under his feet. Even if it were cut with a machine, it could only be cut to this extent.

  If Ye Han's slap on Ye Biao's face just made people feel surprised, then at this moment, his skill of cutting bricks with his hand brought a strong shock to everyone!

  Including Ye Kui and his wife, everyone in the courtyard had their eyes wide with wonder, mouths agape, staring blankly at the scene before them. Many people were eager to rush over and take a closer look at Ye Han's hand to see if it was really made of flesh, but they didn't dare get close. At this moment, Ye Han's slightly gaunt figure exuded an aura that intimidated them even more than Ye Biao and Ye Hong, the two brothers.

  Ye Biao and Ye Han, the two brothers, were also stunned, they were frightened into stupidity.

  Karate brick-breaking, the two brothers asked themselves if they could do it, but like Ye Han using his palm as a knife, cutting bricks like mud, they couldn't do it at all. Looking at Ye Han standing proudly in the courtyard with an air of majesty, he seemed to exude a hint of grandeur, and suddenly, a legendary term popped into the brothers' minds - Inner Strength.

  Ye Fan's alma mater, the martial arts school he graduated from, was taught by a Shaolin lay disciple who had studied Shaolin internal skills for several years. With his inner strength, he could shatter a hard stone tablet with one palm strike. Ye Fan saw Ye Han effortlessly cutting bricks with his palm knife and thought that if he used that same hand to hit the stone tablet, he should also be able to achieve the feat of shattering it with one palm strike.

  A human body isn't as hard as a stone monument, if he slapped me with that palm of his, I'd be done for! Looks like Ye Han's previous move was just showing mercy to me!

  Thinking of this, Ye Huan couldn't help but break out in a cold sweat, and his arrogant and domineering personality suddenly subsided. When he looked at Ye Han again, there was an additional hint of fear in his eyes.

  "Yehan, what have you done to Hanzai? I'm warning you, if he's hurt, I'll call the police! And earlier, you physically assaulted me, that's already constituted premeditated assault on a police officer! If I report you to the police station, you'll be arrested and thrown in jail immediately..." Yehan was about to be scared out of his wits, but Ye Biao still refused to back down, covering his bruised face and glaring at Yehan with anger.

  His voice had barely fallen when he heard the cry of "Lazy pig, get up! Lazy solo, get up......" The voice was crisp and tender, and it was obviously a few-year-old little loli shouting loudly.

  Everyone in the yard was stunned for a moment, and then someone suddenly understood that it wasn't a cry for help, but rather a cell phone ringtone...

  Then everyone on the scene with a mobile phone, subconsciously took out their own mobile phone to check. Ye Biao, Ye Huan and Ye Yong, the three fathers and sons, also took out their mobile phones and looked down at them, actually they were more trying to cover up their own embarrassment.

  One had a swollen face, one was knocked to the ground, and another sat on a stool with an ugly expression... The three fathers and sons who once dominated Yejia Village now looked disheveled and embarrassed because of Ye Han's appearance.

  "Hello... I'm Ye Han, is this Aunt Mu? Do you need something from me?"

  Just as everyone was taking out their mobile phones and lowering their heads to check, Ye Han's voice rang out again. Everyone looked up to see Ye Han holding a brand new mobile phone in his left hand, quickly walking to the corner of the wall on the left to answer it. Under the sunlight, the phone reflected a faint golden glow.

  My day, it's gold! This kid is actually using gold!

  Seeing Ye Han's phone in his hand, some of the knowledgeable young people from the Ye family on the scene had already exclaimed loudly in their hearts, with a strong sense of envy in their eyes.

  "Tu Hao Jin" is a mobile phone recently launched by a fruit company, currently priced at around 10,000 yuan in the market. Due to its high price and gold color, it has been jokingly referred to as "Tu Hao Jin".

  Ye Yong's family, although known as the richest in Ye Village, after all, has limited financial resources. The "土豪金" can also be bought, but it is really reluctant to use it. As for other relatives of the Ye family, their economic situation is ordinary and they cannot afford this kind of mobile phone that only "big spenders" would use.

  Who would have thought that Ye Han, a small middle school student, not only used a mobile phone but also used such a "high-end" one!

  Isn't it said that Third Uncle's family is very poor? Isn't it said that Third Uncle and his wife have to rely on selling snacks to supplement their income? Where did Ye Han's "土豪金" come from? Won't he, in order to compare with his classmates and show off in front of them, sell his kidney for it?

  Regarding the rumor of "selling a kidney for a mobile phone", Ye Biao and Ye Hong had heard it more than once, so they maliciously speculated about it.

  "Third brother, the mobile phone of Ye Han's nephew, was it bought by you?" Ye Hua asked with a frown, although he is an honest and simple countryman, but his eyes are still discerning, seeing that the mobile phone in Ye Han's hand is not cheap.

  Ye Kui shook his head and sighed, "Big brother, that phone costs 10,000 yuan, it's very expensive. If I were him, I wouldn't be willing to buy it for him either! When we came back, didn't I tell you? Ye Han is now a capable person, I can no longer control him! Alas, anyway he can earn money now, let him spend it as he wants!"

  The mobile phone was indeed bought by Ye Han himself, and it had only been a few days since he bought it. The purpose of buying the mobile phone was twofold: firstly, to facilitate communication with his family in case they opened a clinic at home; secondly, to make it easier to contact Tang's side.

  Ye Han has never been a person who is stingy with himself. In the past, he didn't have much money, but now that he does, no matter what he buys, he always chooses the best.

  On the bus back, Ye Han said he made hundreds of millions of dollars. At that time, Ye Hua was still a little skeptical, but now, thinking about the famous brand clothes on his third brother's family, and then thinking about the 5,000 yuan monthly salary that his nephew Ye Han gave to his children, and looking at the "土豪金" mobile phone worth 10,000 yuan in Ye Han's hand, it seems that all of this is enough to prove that his third brother's family has really become rich, and he can't help but believe it.

  He swallowed hard and asked in a trembling voice, "Third Brother, is it true that Ye Han's nephew said he made hundreds of millions...?"

  Yue Qiu said: "Big brother, after all these years of brothers, am I that kind of person who tells lies?"

  Ye Hua said: "You're not. But hundreds of millions, tens of thousands of millions... how did he make it?"

  Ye Kui smiled, with a hint of pride in his smile, and said: "Didn't Ye Han learn some medical skills? Some time ago, he met a dying patient at the city hospital, and he cured that person. The patient's family was very wealthy, and to thank Ye Han for saving their lives, they gave him a check for 10 million yuan on the spot..."

  Ye Ke didn't plan to tell Ye Hua about Ye Han's hospitalization, otherwise he knew that with his big brother's temper, he would definitely blame himself. And Ye Hua and his family rarely watched TV news, so they also didn't know about Ye Han's heroic rescue, otherwise if they had known that their nephew was in the hospital, he would have insisted on going to visit him personally.

  "Heavens, ten million! I wouldn't have dared to dream of it!" Ye Hua exclaimed in surprise, and then said with relief: "Third brother, this is great now. With so much money, your family won't have to worry about making ends meet again!"

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  PS: Thank you to Ah Long brothers for their generous rewards and update tickets (but I really can't write 12,000 words, I can only sigh and admire! Sorry!)