Volume 1: Turbulence in the Ancestral Home 001 Women are Tigers

  Women are tigers

  Ye Feng sat in casual clothes on the noisy train, watching the crowd passing by on the aisle next to him, and sighed helplessly.

  In the decade he spent in the army, he often thought of a scene where one day he would sit on a train back to his hometown with his luggage. But when that day finally came, Ye Feng always felt like there was something he couldn't put down.

  Maybe he couldn't put down his comrades with whom he had been through thick and thin for many years, or maybe he couldn't put down the military rank that brought him infinite glory.

  If it were someone else, perhaps it would be really hard to give up such an honor. A 27-year-old Da Xue, with a deputy division-level military rank, think about it, what kind of glory is this?

  But Ye Feng clearly knew that what he couldn't let go of wasn't the so-called glory, but his brothers with whom he had interacted for many years. Together they had experienced blood and rain, and the trials of life and death. Those brothers from all over the world who didn't have any blood relationship, this was what Ye Feng truly couldn't let go of, this was Ye Feng's concern.

  As the saying goes, there is no banquet that does not disperse, although they advance and retreat together, share life and death, but everyone clearly knows that leaving is a reality that must be faced sooner or later.

  However, Ye Feng was not completely held back by the sadness of parting, what he truly worried about was the conspiracy within.

  He suddenly left the troops like this, and Ye Feng had a faint feeling of something being off. It's strange to say, who has such power to let a meritorious general quietly retire? Even if it were the military district chief, he probably wouldn't have such ability, right?

  Moreover, the Dragon Soul Special Brigade is directly under the leadership of the top leaders of the Central Committee of the Huaxia State, how can it quietly let a major general retire?

  Ye Feng is not a fool with an IQ of zero, on the contrary his intelligence quotient is very high. This matter indeed has some twists and turns. He himself left in a daze, but what he was worried about was the dozen or so brothers under him. If Ye Feng wasn't mistaken, his own departure was only the beginning. Next should be Longhun's two deputy commanders and the twelve zodiac signs of Longhun.

  Thinking of this, Ye Feng let out a long sigh, what's meant to come will come, you want to stop it but can't. Perhaps leaving is a kind of liberation for Ye Feng, but he himself didn't think so, he knew that this time leaving was just the beginning, and more exciting things were yet to come!

  Ye Feng thought to himself, since he wasn't a soldier anymore, he might as well relax and be his old self from ten years ago. Thinking this, Ye Feng's mouth curled up into a smile, but it was a smile that made people feel uncomfortable, as if there was a hint of mockery hidden within.

  Just now still sentimental and sensitive, how suddenly seem like a different person?

  Just as Ye Feng was lost in thought, a refreshing fragrance wafted by his side, giving him a feeling of clarity and refreshment. Without lifting his head to see who the person was, Ye Feng could tell from his years of experience blending into the crowd that the newcomer was undoubtedly a rare beauty.

  However, when Ye Feng raised his head and saw the person sitting across from him, he began to doubt whether he was really a genius. The ancients had the ability to shoot a cow over a mountain, but he actually had the ability to smell people from afar, which was truly not simple!

  For this, Ye Feng YYed fiercely for a while.

  To be honest, Ye Feng's move proved one thing, that is, a blind cat can really meet a dead mouse, and he was fooled. The newcomer is not only a beauty but also a rare beauty teacher, to be precise, she should be a sexy beauty teacher.

  Jiang Meng wore a black V-neck tight-fitting shirt, with a pink scarf draped over her shoulder. The deep cleavage on her chest was full of infinite temptation, making ordinary women jealous and envious. Her slender waist, like a willow branch, was accentuated by a pair of black jeans, and her long legs seemed to spark the imagination of those who saw her, making her the object of many men's fantasies at night. Her buttocks were rounded and firm, and Ye Feng thought that this woman would be the top choice for finding a wife - after all, as people say, she could "go up to the hall" (be presentable in public), "go down to the kitchen" (be domesticated), and most importantly, "go up to the bed".

  Seeing the sexy beauty in front of him, Ye Feng suddenly felt a little worried. He was worried that the beauty's full breasts would burst through her shirt, which would be embarrassing. However, Ye Feng believed that his worries were unnecessary. If clothes could be easily torn apart like that, wouldn't it be very frustrating?

  "Hmm." Jiang Meng saw Ye Feng sizing her up and let out a displeased cold hum.

  Hearing the beautiful woman's displeased cold hum, Ye Feng only then noticed her face. Jiang Meng had long hair draped over her shoulders, skin as white and delicate as snow, almost translucent. A pretty face with a hint of disdain, almond eyes and willow eyebrows, breathtakingly beautiful.

  Ye Feng didn't know why the other person had such an expression, but from the previous cold hum, Ye Feng also knew roughly that this beauty was somewhat unhappy. Ye Feng felt depressed, you can't blame me for being unhappy, who let you wear so sexy, it's hard not to YY.

  Someone and their shameless shirking of responsibility are a perfect match. It's as if the saying goes: "A tree without bark will surely die, but a person without face is invincible in the world!"

  Deep down inside, Ye Feng thought his previous behavior was quite normal. This guy's got a thick skin indeed.

  In Jiang Meng's heart, Ye Feng's previous behavior and his current indifferent expression gave him an evaluation - rascal.

  To know, Ye Feng is the king of soldiers, the god of special forces. If Ye Feng knew that Jiang Meng would evaluate him as "rascal" at their first meeting, I wonder what he would think in his heart.

  No, at this moment Ye Feng is no longer the serious and upright Chief Instructor, in Jiang Meng's eyes he is just a rascal. Is this really the Ye Feng from ten years ago? The difference is too big, right?

  Jiang Meng now regrets it. If she had known there were hooligans on the train, she should have taken a plane instead of trying to be novel and learn from others by taking the train.

  Unfortunately, Jiang Meng regretted it too late. At this moment, the train had already left the station and wanted to get off unless he went to the next station.

  As soon as Jiang Meng saw Ye Feng, she began to regret it. However, even if she had broken her head, she couldn't have thought that the thing that would really make her regret was still behind.

  No one had expected what happened next, and what made Jiang Meng even more indignant was that she once again saw the true face of Ye Feng, who was a thorough scoundrel.

  "Miss, haven't we met somewhere before?"

  Ye Feng looked at the beauty in front of him and revealed a strange smile. But who knew that his one sentence had not been finished, yet it already brought dissatisfaction from the other party.

  "Who are you talking about? Who is Miss?" Jiang Meng opened her eyes wide and stared at the man in front of her, whom she disliked.

  "Big... big sister? I think apart from your bust being bigger than mine, I really can't see what else about you is bigger than me?" Ye Feng rubbed his nose and shamelessly said.

  "You... you rascal." Jiang Meng's face turned red, and if Ye Feng continued speaking, no one could guarantee that Jiang Meng wouldn't go up and slap him.

  Grandma, isn't it said that men aren't bad and women don't love? Who said this? I haven't even had time to be bad yet, but I've already been scolded as a rascal. If I were really bad, shouldn't I be dragged out and shot?

  Ye Feng shut his mouth with a hint of anger, but in his heart he was extremely indignant. What kind of world is this? He just greeted him and yet he was treated like a hooligan?

  Ye Feng became extremely quiet after being scolded by Jiang Meng, starting to meditate with his eyes closed, but he always felt that a sentence was echoing in his mind: Women are tigers.