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"Hmph... Boy, you are too young. Don't put on the pig's nose here and pretend to be elephant. Tong Sixi has been expelled from the sect by my master, so there is no relationship between you and me, let alone come to visit me, the old man who has buried his neck. Just say anything!"

Jianing didn't expect that the old thief was so unhappy, but he still tried his best to smile and said, "Jianing heard that the young master of the Dong family is a guest at your old man. Shouldn't he recommend him?"

"This is true. I am visiting my house, but I can't let you see him. Go back and tell Xizi that if I live for a day with Ma Sihai, he will not even think about touching me with a hair!" Ma Sihai glared with tiger eyes and issued an order to expel the guest. "Get out! Get out! While I'm in a good mood!"

Those black suits are not people who respect the elderly and love the young. They use any means to get Kui Fu, not to mention that there is only one 80-year-old man in front of them, but how can they stop them! At that moment, a few black suits rushed into the Ma family's courtyard, and their hands were already pressed against their waists to pull out their guns.

The movement outside woke Lu Haotian up. He was a master. He took out the Type 54 pistol from his backpack and wanted to rush out to vent his anger.

"Don't act rashly for now. Let's not break up with Tong Sixi for the time being, let's see." Wushuang stopped him, and he believed that Ma Sihai could handle it well.

Before Jianing set out from Changchun, Tong Sixi repeatedly told him that if he saw Ma Sihai, he would not move in front of him. Although he was already in his sixties, this old thief king was Wu Gongyao's most proud disciple. His abilities were shocking. Even a dozen strong men could not stand up when they were young.

Jianing hypocritically scolded his subordinates: "Is he so fucking ambition? Do you dare to act wild in front of my uncle? But... Uncle Master, don't make things difficult for us juniors. We have received a dead order. We will meet my master no matter what.

Ma Sihai covered his shoulders with his hands and groaned: "Hmph...boy, don't say too much. I don't like what others are talking about in front of me. Do you know where this is? This is Heilongtun. Do you know what Heilongtun does? It was built by my master to stop you, people who have strange intentions about the treasures of the sect. Didn't you all bring guns? Take it out and gesture to me?"

The men in black behind Jianing were all desperate people, how could they lose face in front of the old man? One of them walked up and reached out and took out a gun from his waist and pointed it at Ma Sihai's forehead.

It was soon after he said that, just as he raised his gun, a cold light shot out from Ma Sihai's turbid old eyes. Before the five or six black suits could see clearly, a black wind blew across the pistol with lightning speed, just as it was blowing on the pistol. The speed was too fast, and everyone thought it was a gust of wind blowing through the ridge, so they didn't take it seriously.

"Old Zamao, don't toast or not eat or drink. My brother Jianing has a good temper and we have a bad temper. I ask you again, will you get a friend?" The cold muzzle pressed against Ma Sihai's temple.

"Hmph...humph...haha..." Ma Sihai burst into laughter.

"Damn it! Looking for death!" The black suit had already murderous intent in his heart, and he pulled the trigger in his hand... click... click... click... click...

"Huh?" He looked at the gun in his hand in surprise. He listened to the crisp sound of the trigger pulling, and the bullets in the gun chamber could not be shot out like a silence.

Ma Sihaiping stretched out his hand and opened his palm, thrilled... Seven bullets in the pistol magazine plus one bullet pressed into the chamber all fell to the ground.

The black suits were speechless and were scared by the old man's amazing speed and took a few steps back. If Ma Sihai had wanted to kill someone just now, no one could escape.

"Young guys, do you want to use my old man Zhiba again?" Ma Sihai said with a smile. Although Ma Sihai is already a weak old man over 60 years old, the old ways of the old world are not comparable to those of the younger generations? Even if Tong Sixi comes, he dare not act rashly.

"Uncle Master, you don't remember the mistakes of villains. It's because Jianing is unrighteous in discipline, so don't be as knowledgeable as them!" Jianing was timid. The old thief king's name is indeed well-deserved.

Don’t think that these old thieves have only learned a simple craft under Wu Gongyao. The craftsmanship of stealing the sect are varied. Ordinary fist and foot skills and lightning-fast hand speed are both entry-level. Even Wu Gongyao can’t accept him as his disciple without any good means. This old stolen treasure guest has long been feeding the blind bears in the mountains.

"Boy, as the saying goes, it's impolite. If I don't teach you young people a lesson, it will be said that the old brothers in the world will laugh at me. Wouldn't you think that Wu Gongyao's apprentice is bullied?" Ma Sihai walked forward step by step and forced the five or six burly black suits, and took a few steps back and was as horrified as if he saw the demon in hell.

A shrill whistle broke the tranquility of the mountains. In less than five minutes, the entire Heilongtun exploded. From an old man in his sixties or seventies to a teenager in his teenage years, hundreds of men, women, young and old men and women were carrying muskets in hand, surrounding the Ma family courtyard.

"What's going on with the Fourth Master?" Several shirtless young men rushed up and punched Jianing to the ground without saying a word. Although they were usually hunters and farmers in the mountains, they all knew how to use martial arts.

Ma Sihai used to be a beard that kills people without blinking. Although it is a peaceful era and his character has been restrained, his former blood still flows in his bones. Can he end up doing well in front of this old beard?

Ma Sihai walked up and gently slapped the black suit that was just now in front of him and said, "Boy, you are too young! Don't be too arrogant when you walk in the world in the future. How could you know there are people outside the heavens? By the way, you have nothing to say in the future. Come on, apart from this one, throw the remaining few broken tendons and hands to the back mountain to feed the blind bears!"

The people in the mountains have their own laws. The Heilongtun really means Ma Sihai. Ma Sihai's words are the laws of nature. All the people in the village have a surname of Ma. The old man gave the order and even if the gods of Daluo came down to earth, he would not be able to plead for these people.

"Old Tie, are we going out to persuade us? Such a trick will cause death." Lu Haotian was timid when he saw the legendary beard torture for the first time.

"Persuad? What are you trying to persuade them? Let them go? Come and cause trouble after returning to Changchun? Haha... If you have a family, Fashan and mountain rules, there shouldn't be outsiders in Heilongtun. You see, how many greedy men have sneaked into Heilongtun and were killed over the years?" This unparalleled brother who had smiles all day long, who had known Lu Haotian, was a bit bloodthirsty and cruel.

The young and old in the village walked towards the back mountain like killing chickens, carrying a few black suits tied up by flowers. In a short while, their heart-wrenching screams came.

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