Chapter 622 The Tarsal Maggot
"What a thief, you have done many evil things and used vicious methods to hurt people's lives for no reason. Today I will take your life, which is also a retribution for nature!" The short-haired old man looked down at Huang Feihong's embarrassing face, sneered, a cold light flashed in his eyes, and murderous intent appeared.
"Hmph, it sounds so nice, but you're not avenging that waste!" Huang Feihong is also a person who has experienced the storm of life and death. People like him will never care about life and death, otherwise they would not have achieved success at this time.
At this moment, the old man stepped on his chest with his right foot. The simple kick made Huang Feihong unable to move, and the Gu insect could not be released!
Huang Feihong knew that he could no longer escape the palm of the short-haired old man. Today's disaster was probably a disaster of life and death. But he was not afraid at all.
"Be ready to die!" The old man with short hair shouted softly, and was about to exhale his energy, shattering Huang Feihong's heart veins.
But at this moment, a strong wind came, and then a figure, like a geese, descended from the sky with great agility and appeared in front of him, landing silently without any dust.
The short-haired old man was shocked on the spot. Although the person on the other side did not take action, this appearance was already extraordinary. As the saying goes, you can see through the leopard. With just this glance, the short-haired old man can be sure that the person coming is a master.
He looked back and forth on the other person with a few vigilant eyes. The short-haired old man had a more shocked look, because he found that he could not see through the reality of the person who came!
However, there is a little short-haired old man who is sure of it, that is the other person's age. He could tell at a glance that the other person would never be over twenty-four years old, but the other person would not cover his face with a piece of black, but he could not know what the other person looked like.
Who is a master of such age?
Needless to say, this happened in time, of course, of course, Young Master Zhang. People like Huang Feihong are not to be jealous of death, but now, he is still very important to Young Master Zhang. At least, he cannot die yet.
So Mr. Zhang appeared in time to stop the short-haired old man from secretly killing him.
Huang Feihong on the ground also turned his head hard and looked at Mr. Zhang. He suddenly felt that the young man in front of him seemed familiar and he should have seen him. But he couldn't remember it at all if he racked his brains to think about it.
"The old man is merciful." Zhang Dashao looked at the short-haired old man with calm eyes and spoke without hesitation.
This sound was the voice that Mr. Zhang had changed his voice after he had changed his voice. It had nothing in common with his original voice. Huang Feihong could not hear it.
"Little brother, who are you? Do you know this person?" The short-haired old man asked in a deep voice. He had been investigating Huang Feihong for a while. This guy has always been alone.
"Old man, I'm sorry, I have nothing to tell you about these two points." Mr. Zhang smiled at the old man with a short hair. Huang Feihong is a personal genius. No matter how he answers, this guy may have something to come up with, or it's better not to say anything.
The short-haired old man opened his eyes suddenly, and a sharp light flashed inside. He felt a little angry. He lowered his posture so much. He didn't expect the other party to be so arrogant. He laughed and said, "Little brother, no matter who you are, this is a personal grudge between me and him. You'd better not interfere."
"Sorry, he can't die yet." Young Master Zhang said calmly, his voice still as before, without any sorrow or joy.
"Arrogant!" No matter how well the old man with short hair was well-educated, he couldn't help but be furious at this moment, "I must kill this person! Whether he dies is not your final decision."
The murderous intent flashed in his eyes and he was about to kill Huang Feihong.
Mr. Zhang has always been locked in the old man with short hair. Judging from his appearance, he knows what he is thinking. How could he allow the old man with short hair to succeed? His body suddenly jumped forward, as if it was a ghost, and silently drifted towards the old man with short hair.
At the same time, Mr. Zhang stretched out his right hand, into an eagle claw shape, and grabbed the throat of the short-haired old man with an unparalleled aura.
When Mr. Zhang took action, he was like a sharp sword unsheathed, showing his sharpness, which made people unable to look directly at him!
The short-haired old man was shocked and his pupils suddenly contracted. In the moment of lightning, the young man opposite had already come to him, and his eagle claws were also pressed against his neck!
There was no time to kill Huang Feihong, the short-haired old man suddenly stepped forward and quickly retreated! If he was one and a half minutes slower, he had no doubt that his neck would be smashed by the young man!
Swish swish swish swish!
While retreating, the old man with short-haired hair penetrated his arms, and his hands were filled with the whistling sound of wind. He first made a killer move, like a seal and closed, attacking Mr. Zhang fiercely.
Like sealed and closed, it is one of the top ten powerful killers of short-haired old men, and its power is extraordinary. After this move, it is like two iron sticks stirring hard. Ordinary people stand in front of them, but the strong wind can instantly make them faint.
But Young Master Zhang's eyes were extremely calm and calm. It seemed that this extremely lethal move was just like a fancy fist and embroidered move. His left hand did not move, but his right hand slapped left and right.
With two light sounds, Mr. Zhang directly hit the wrists of the short-haired old man. The short-haired old man suddenly felt that his strength was lost in his hands, and he felt a burst of soreness and numbness. It was like a seal and closed, and it was broken by someone.
Then Mr. Zhang stretched out his right hand and pressed it against the throat of the short-haired old man again. If he wanted, he exerted a little force and the short-haired old man would be finished.
The old man with short hair was shocked! How is this possible?
There was a loud bang, and while the two of them did not stop, the short-haired old man was retreating all the time, and at this time he directly knocked a big hole in the wall behind him, and suddenly he didn't realize it.
His current mind is how to deal with Mr. Zhang.
He gritted his teeth suddenly, and the old man with short hair was unwilling to accept it. He surrounded the clouds and looked at the moon, and ran across the country and other super killer moves attacked Mr. Zhang with desperate attacks.
But what he couldn't believe was that all this was like a fancy in front of this young man. Not to mention that he could see others' eyes, he didn't even have the qualifications to take a look at him.
The man had no expression on his face and used his right hand to hit him casually, and he could instantly break his killer move!
In just a few seconds, Zhang Dashao's right hand was always locked in the throat of the old man with short hair, forcing the old man with short hair to retreat repeatedly. He broke through three walls and retreated for hundreds of meters. He tried all his strength, but he could not get rid of the claw that was buckled on his throat!
The short-haired old man was shocked and had become numb at this moment. He knew that the distance between him and this young man was too great. If this man wanted to kill him, he would have all given him nine lives.
There are such masters in this world?
Chapter completed!