Chapter 65: The fish is dead and the net is broken
The old man had a complete fight with Long Feifan, and the two seemed to be equally skilled in martial arts.
"If you don't reincarnate when you are supposed to, what are you doing here! This is not the place you should come to!" the old man scolded while slapping his hands.
"Old senior, why don't you wait for us to finish talking? If a ghost remains in the world, it must have unfulfilled wishes. People with unfulfilled wishes will naturally not be reborn!" I said to the old man.
"You know it very well, but do you know who I am?" The old man relaxed his moves a little more and did not fight with Long Feifan head-on.
"Of course I know what kind of talent you are here. Senior is a dragon slayer, right? We came to visit senior to ask for something." I stood aside and said, looking at that face, I couldn't help but think of my grandfather.
This person's character is also very similar to my grandfather.
After hearing what I said, the old man looked at me a few times, and then cursed: "Fart, don't you know what you are? Don't you know what I do?"
After the old man finished speaking, he took advantage of Long Feifan's stunned moment and swung his knife towards me.
I was startled, holding the exorcism stick in one hand to block it in front of me, and hurriedly took a few steps back.
The old man's moves were very sharp and direct. Different from the ones he used to deal with Long Feifan, the moves he used to deal with me were completely desperate.
I thought to myself, this old man is going to fight me to the death, but looking at the old man’s face, I don’t have the heart to fight him, he looks exactly like my grandfather.
It's just that the old man is not polite at all, and his sword is deadly. If I hadn't been a bit of a three-legged cat, and I have fought with ghosts and ghosts a lot over the years, and my reactions are more sensitive, I am afraid that I would really die in the hands of this old man.
A knife came down from the top of my head like a fierce wind. I turned sideways to avoid it. Before I could make another move, the knife turned around and the old man changed direction and slashed at me. Feeling the wind on my waist, I moved towards
Then he fell a few steps.
Long Feifan and others wanted to step in and help me, but because the old man's moves were so fast, there was no way to do it. If he didn't do it right, my life would probably be lost.
So the moment I fought with the old man, the rest of the people stood by and watched.
"Senior, what do you have to do to make you willing to listen to me?" I asked while dodging.
"Hey, that's weird, why should I listen to you? It's you who is asking for something from me, not me who is asking for something from you!" The old man kept attacking. Although his moves left some room, they were still very powerful.
Sharp.
I am really very lucky that my defensive skills and escape skills are better. If not, I am afraid that my soul would have been killed by the old man's knife.
"But your boss should listen to what I say. If you kill me by mistake and you find out what I'm about to say, you might be willing to help?" I asked.
when--
The exorcism stick collided with the knife, and sparks erupted.
The old man drew his knife and attacked my lower body. I had no choice but to take a few steps back and was already at the door.
"We are here to help this time, not only on behalf of individuals, but also on behalf of the country!" Seeing that the old man didn't look moved at all, I continued to shout.
The knife flew up and down, attacking left and right. The old man's steps were so light that he could fly. His toes touched the ground lightly. He was fighting with me with one hand. The strength of his wrist was very strong. The knife looked very heavy.
It fluttered in the old man's hand like a piece of paper.
By accident, the clothes on my left arm were torn.
"Damn, this damn old man!" Ye Qing shouted from the side, "Old man, we are from the National Security Bureau, you'd better not mess around!"
"What is the National Security Bureau?" The old man frowned, counted with his fingers, and then nodded thoughtfully, "So that's it, the little girl has a future!"
"What the hell do you want to do? If you really dare to hurt that kid, my bullets don't have eyes!" As he spoke, Ye Qing raised the gun in his hand.
I froze, wondering how this old man would react to this threatening move.
I always feel that such an old man should be like my grandfather, like the stones in the pit, smelly and hard, and will never do what you do.
"What is this?" The old man's hand movements did not stop, but his eyes had already moved to the gun in Ye Qing's hand.
"..." Ye Qing looked at the old man, his face expressionless.
Ma Xiaolan pulled Ye Qing beside him and told Ye Qing not to shoot easily, we still need this person.
The Lord of Hell kept his eyes fixed on the gun in Ye Qing's hand. Ever since he took away Gongsun Gongsun's gun, the Lord of Hell seemed to have always been very interested in guns.
Long Feifan nervously raised the knife in his hand and stared at me tightly, fearing that I would make any mistake.
"If you think it's really useful for me to get something, then you can give it a try!" The old man chuckled, ignored Ye Qing, and continued to focus on fighting me, "You two little girls, I'm not interested, I just
Interested in slaying dragons! Such things as dragons
Xi was not supposed to exist in the world. I originally thought that all dragons had been wiped out, but I didn’t expect that there was still such a remnant! Hehe, the old man didn’t look for you, but you came to the door yourself! Then
The only option is to die!"
"Why do you want to slay the dragon? Why do you say that dragons should not exist in the world?" I blocked the old man's attack while staring at the old man closely.
Although I don't fully admit that I am a dragon, I don't want dragons to be denied by the world.
"Of course you don't know. That happened thousands of years ago. The power of the dragon is too powerful. If it is not eliminated as soon as possible, the whole world will be destroyed!" The old man said while attacking me.
I am not a fucking atomic bomb. Is it an exaggeration to say that I am too powerful and will destroy the world?
"Senior, I don't understand what you mean. I have never thought about destroying this world!" I shouted at the old man.
"Destroy or not, it's not up to you to decide. One day when you can't help yourself, you won't say so!" The old man didn't give in at all.
"You damn old man, you're talking nonsense, let's see if I can still talk nonsense after I give you a shot!" Ye Qing got a little angry, raised his gun and shot the old man without any warning.
By the time Ma Xiaolan tried to stop her, it was already too late. I yelled no...the sound of gunshots drowned out my shouts.
Seeing the bullets flying towards the old man, I remembered Bai Mu's words that the old man was very important to us and I felt that nothing could happen to the old man.
I couldn't help but hesitate for a second and a half, and I rushed toward the old man with my knife close to his.
My arm was scratched, but I finally jumped on the old man in time and threw him to the ground. The bullet flew past the back of my neck, giving me a chill. I clearly felt that the skin on the back of my neck was scratched.
, but not very serious.
After throwing myself on the ground, I breathed a sigh of relief.
The old man held the knife in his hand and was about to chop me down while taking advantage of this opening.
The old man was as fast as lightning. I had no chance to hide. I simply stood still and let the old man chop...
At this time, Ye Qing cursed loudly: "Long Zuimeng, you have a brain disease! You will save anyone, there will be no end! Didn't you see that he wants to kill you!"
"Senior, save someone under the knife!" Ma Xiaolan pushed Ye Qing away and shouted towards the old man.
Long Feifan and Jiuwei flew over at the same time on the left and right of me and the old man.
Just when I thought Long Feifan, Prince of Hell, and the old man were going to fight to the death, the knife that was about to chop at me finally stopped, and the old man shouted: "Get out of here, or I will be killed again."
!”
I was stunned and quickly turned over and stood up.
Long Feifan and Jiuwei, who were speeding over, suddenly stopped and stared blankly at the old man.
Ma Xiaolan asked tentatively: "Senior, aren't you going to kill me?"
Ye Qing said nonchalantly: "Kill, kill, just kill this idiot!"
I, Dahan, Ye Qing, a woman, is becoming more and more unpredictable.
The old man sat on the ground and stretched out his hand to me, "Boy, give me a hand!"
I reached out and grabbed the old man and pulled him up from the ground.
The old man looked at me for a few times, then nodded and said, "Okay, I'll just listen to what you want to ask me for."
I didn't react for a moment, and looked at the old man at a loss. Just now, he had to fight to the death with me. According to this old man's bad temper, he probably wouldn't let me go so easily.
Even if I saved his life, if he was a very rigid person, the most he would do is kill me and then commit suicide.
"Are you going to tell me? If you don't tell me, don't leave anyone alone!" The old man picked up the knife on the ground and wiped it with his sleeve. Then he sniffed and said, "Sure enough, it smells of dragon's blood. My knife is very good.
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"Old man, if you dare to take action, you will be dead!" Ye Qing rushed to me from the side, still holding a gun in his hand.
I took off Ye Qing's gun and said, "Don't point it at people casually, it can easily go off!"
"Let's just leave. I don't believe it. Without this crazy old man, we wouldn't know what to do next!" Ye Qing said unhappily, but still lowered his gun.
Long Feifan and Jiuwei stood on both sides of me, looking at the old man warily.
The old man closed his eyes and mumbled something, and started to pinch his fingers again.
Ma Xiaolan also came up from behind and nodded slightly at me, meaning there was hope.
The old man's eyes were closed for a long time, and we looked at the old man closely and calmly for a long time.
A group of people just looked at the old man nervously, wondering what the result would be after the old man calculated on his fingers.
Wow, the old man opened his eyes suddenly, then nodded slightly, and then nodded again.
Ye Qing looked at the old man and said solemnly: "If you keep clicking, you will have a hundred more wrinkles on your neck. Old man, it's almost fine. Don't keep targeting us. Aren't we all Chinese? We should do our best for the country."
Dedication is deserved!”
The old man groaned, then raised his eyes to look at Ye Qing: "The country is none of my business!"