Xiao Feng and Crab drove to Peach Blossom Alley, where Mr. Jing was playing with flowers and plants in the yard.
"Here we come," Old Man Jing said calmly without raising his head.
"Yeah," Xiao Feng nodded, took out his cigarette, leaned against the old locust tree, lit it and took a puff.
Crab stood aside and said nothing. This was the first time he met Mr. Jing. On the way just now, he asked Xiao Feng why he only brought him. Ling said that there was a special hunk going with them, and it would be useless to bring too many. ~
Crab asked again, where is the macho man with the special number? Zero's answer was very simple. He would see it soon. He stood behind Xiao Feng and looked around. Except for the old man playing with flowers and plants, he didn't see any special number. Macho man.
"Zero, where is the special hunk?" Xiao Feng finished smoking a cigarette, and Crab finally couldn't help but ask.
Xiao Feng pursed his lips: "Isn't it there?"
"Ah," Crab's eyes widened, the special tough guy was this old man.
Although I have been influenced by martial arts novels since I was a child, I believe that the older a person gets, the more powerful he becomes. But these are martial arts novels after all, and there is nothing like decades of accumulation of skills. How can an old man compare to a strong young man?
To say that an old man can beat a young man, Crab, who has always respected strength, was not willing to accept it. Crab looked at Old Jing up and down. With such old arms and legs, a slap would probably take half of him. Damn it.
Mr. Jing seemed to feel Crab's gaze, turned his head, glanced at him a few times, and smiled slightly: "You seem to be suspecting something,"
Seeing Mr. Jing speaking to him, Crab was slightly stunned, then nodded: "Yes,"
"What are you doubting?" Mr. Jing turned around and raised his head slightly to look at the crab.
Crab glanced at Xiao Feng with his peripheral vision and saw that he was staying aloof from the incident. He took a step forward and said, "On the road just now, Ling said that he would see a very handsome man soon..."
"A special macho man," Mr. Jing's mouth twitched slightly, and the little brat's skin was itching again, "You think I don't look like that,"
"Not like,"
"Looking at me as I get older, I'm still not as big as you," Mr. Jing said a little amused.
"All,"
"Haha, young people don't know how high the sky is," Mr. Jing shook his head with a smile and looked at Xiao Feng: "Boy, he came from your evil organization."
Xiao Feng nodded: "Well, how about it,"
"Let me test it for you," Mr. Jing put down the tools he was playing with flowers and plants, and walked up to the crab: "Big man, you admire strength, don't you?"
"right,"
"How powerful do you think you are?"
Crab shook his head. He didn't know how to answer. In short, if he punched him, even if he was in good physical condition, he would probably have to lie down for three to five days. This is still a vital place, otherwise he would be killed in one blow. .
"Come on, use your best strength and punch me," Mr. Jing said with a slight strut, smiling.
"..." Crab looked at Mr. Jing and then at Xiao Feng, but did not dare to make a move.
It wasn't that Crab felt some domineering aura and was afraid, but that he was worried about whether Zero would blame himself if he punched out the 'special macho man' that Zero described as semi-crippled.
"You can give it a try," Xiao Feng chuckled. Crab struck with all his strength. Even in his prime, he couldn't take the blow head-on.
"Okay," Crab saw Xiao Feng agreed and took two steps forward: "Old man, you have to be careful."
"Come on," Mr. Jing took a deep breath and let his energy sink into his dantian.
"Roar," Crab roared, punched out with a straight punch, and went straight towards Mr. Jing.
From a long distance away, Mr. Jing felt the fierce fist wind. He did not retreat, and the smile on his face did not change, but there was a little more appreciation in his eyes, which was good strength.
Just when his fist was about ten centimeters away from Mr. Jing, he moved. He raised his right hand and lightly slapped Crab's fist.
‘Pa’, at the moment when the palm and the fist came into contact, a force that made the crab change his color erupted from the point of contact, making his fist numb and then his arm numb.
Xiao Feng, who was standing next to him, his eyes lit up, "Four Strength, this old guy is so unfathomable."
The crab took a step back, and Mr. Jing just shook his body. You can tell who is stronger or weaker at a glance.
Crab's face turned pale. He had always been very confident in his own strength, but he never expected that he would lose to an old man today. This was something he never expected.
Mr. Jing slowly exhaled a breath and looked at the crab: "Judging people by their appearance will only make you die earlier."
"The old gentleman taught you a lesson," Crab suppressed the shock in his heart, stood up straight, and said respectfully.
"Boy, Lin Lin and Wu'er didn't come here," Mr. Jing stopped looking at the crab and asked.
"No, I don't like parting very much. I cry and shed tears, and my heart is blocked." Xiao Feng shook his head, but he was thinking in his heart that he must strengthen his practice of heavy hands and six dragon strength. This is too awesome.
"I originally wanted them to help take care of this place, but since they didn't come, forget it," Mr. Jing nodded, turned and walked towards the main room: "We will set off in ten minutes."
"Okay," Xiao Feng nodded and followed Mr. Jing into the main room, while Crab stood there, frowning, thinking about the 'punch' just now.
In the main room, there was a small suitcase. Mr. Jing pointed at it: "Take it with you."
"What the hell," Xiao Feng picked it up casually. It wasn't too heavy.
"An antique, given to an old friend," Mr. Jing simply said and went to do his own thing.
Xiao Feng glanced at it for a few times, wanting to open it and take a look, but there was a password on it: "What is it? It's mysterious." At the same time, he murmured in his heart that the person who could make the old guy give antiques must be a big boss in the capital.
Mr. Jing went in and changed into a Tang suit. He wore a pair of cloth shoes on his feet. They were inconspicuous, but at a glance, he felt a bit like an outsider~
"Let's go," Mr. Jing simply packed up and walked outside.
Xiao Feng carried the antique box and followed Mr. Jing. The three of them drove an off-road vehicle and sped towards Jiuquan International Airport.
Along the way, Mr. Jing closed his eyes and rested his mind, looking calm, neither sad nor happy.
Xiao Feng was sitting in the passenger seat and noticed that Crab was driving the car. From time to time, he glanced at Mr. Jing through the rearview mirror, raised the corners of his mouth, and said funny: "Crab, now I believe that the old guy is a special hunk, right?"
"Yeah~" Crab nodded.
‘Pa’, a chestnut hit Xiao Feng on the head. Mr. Jing said slowly: “If I don’t teach you a lesson, you will become more and more lawless.”
"Fuck," Xiao Feng covered his head with an aggrieved look on his face. Seeing the crab grinning like a fool, he followed suit and threw a chestnut at him: "Why are you laughing? Drive well."
"..." Crab didn't dare to laugh.
"Old guy, actually we can go there by train, it's not that slow," Xiao Feng turned around and said to Mr. Jing.
"Young people have a lot of time to waste, but I can't do it because I'm old."
Xiao Feng rolled his eyes. Damn it, taking a plane basically meant that you just warmed your butt and arrived at the place~ Besides, the old guy usually drank tea and passed the time in Peach Blossom Alley, and now he said something about being old.
After arriving at the airport, they parked their car in the underground garage. The three of them took the elevator upstairs. After a period of waiting, they were ready to go through the security check and board the plane.
"By the way, I have a gun with me," Xiao Feng suddenly remembered the life-threatening soul-chasing gun. This thing cannot be brought on a plane.
"Throw it away," Mr. Jing said calmly.
"I'll go, it's a soul-hunting gun, not an ordinary pistol," Xiao Feng rolled his eyes, took out his cell phone, and was about to call the boss of Jiuquan Airlines. He was an acquaintance anyway.
"Put it in the box," Mr. Jing pointed to the lockbox containing the antiques.
"It can work," Xiao Feng put down his cell phone and asked doubtfully.
Blocked by the crab's bulk, Mr. Jing entered the password, opened the suitcase, and stretched out his hand: "Bring the gun over."
Xiao Feng handed it to Mr. Jing and took a few glances inside. It was all wrapped in tinfoil. He couldn't tell what kind of antique it was, but if Mr. Jing treated it with such caution, it would probably be worth a fortune.
Mr. Jing put the deadly soul-chasing gun in the box, closed it, and scrambled the password again: "Boarding,"
"Okay," Xiao Feng picked up the suitcase and touched the dragon pattern dagger on his body. I don't know what material the dragon pattern dagger is made of. No matter where he goes through the security check, there is no pressure~
When he arrived at the security checkpoint, Xiao Feng slowed down and felt a little unsure whether he could pass. However, even if he couldn't pass, it wasn't a big problem and it could be solved with a phone call.
The three of them passed the security checkpoint smoothly and boarded the plane. Xiao Feng and Crab both breathed a sigh of relief and looked at each other, their eyes falling on the box.
"Don't look at it. The box is made of special materials. The airport security check can't find anything at all," Old Man Jing said without replying.
Hearing what Mr. Jing said, Xiao Feng became even more curious. What kind of antique was inside, and he asked the old guy to use such a thing to store it? Could it be that it was something shameful?
In first class, Mr. Jing got on the plane, just like he did in the car, closing his eyes and concentrating, not knowing what he was thinking.
As for Xiao Feng and Crab, they couldn't sit still. They stared at the passing stewardess, murmured in a low voice, and made obscene laughter from time to time.
"Hey, Crab, you like girls with big butts,"
"Well, you have a big ass," Crab scratched his head.
"..." Xiao Feng was speechless. He was a rough man. He was such a rough man. How could he say it so bluntly, "It seems you like the backward style."
"zero……"
"Call me 'Brother Feng',"
"Oh, Brother Feng, how did you know," Crab was curious.
"Guess, hehe," Xiao Feng smiled evilly, for girls with big butts, doggy style is indeed the best~
Xiao Feng and Crab were discussing like this, and Mr. Jing pretended not to hear it. Who was not young and carefree? Young people should not be allowed to discuss the Four Books and Five Classics.
"Zero, uh, Brother Feng, why are we going to the capital?" Crab looked at the stewardess for a while, then he felt tired and asked about business.
"What are you doing?" Xiao Feng said with a serious smile on his lips: "To deal with one of my 'enemies', haha, maybe he has already opened a dragnet in the capital and is waiting for me."
"Oh," Crab is not afraid, because he crazyly believes that all Zero's enemies must be crushed.
"Xiao Feng, it's really you," suddenly, a surprised voice came from not far away.