Mr. Jing's such light words made Zhang Dejun's face turn pale, and his whole body even trembled with fear. Has his death come?
Xiao Feng remained silent. Now that the old guy is here, it is none of his business what to do with Zhang Dejun! The only thing he is curious about now is that this old guy is so elusive, why did he appear in Saudi Arabia?
Yaodao and the others didn't even say a word. Even Wu Huan just stared at Mr. Jing, almost treating him as an idol in his heart. He was so domineering! You are so awesome, no need to do anything, just say cool words, I'll give you a
Chance, commit suicide!
Wu Huan was thinking about when he could be so awesome. Facing some enemies, he could just wave his hands and commit suicide. This is the opportunity I gave you, don't cherish this opportunity!
"Jing Moxian, you didn't kill me thirty years ago, are you going to kill me tonight?" Zhang Dejun looked at Mr. Jing and asked in a dry and trembling voice.
"I didn't kill you before because I wanted to give you a chance! Today, I will give you the same chance, don't let me do it!" Jing Moxian did not look at Zhang Dejun, his tone remained calm.
"Ha, okay, okay!" Zhang Dejun gritted his teeth: "I won't bother you to do it, I will do it myself!"
Xiao Feng looked at Zhang Dejun coldly, and was a little shocked in his heart. How scary is the old guy? He has seen the terror of Zhang Dejun. If he was not injured, he would definitely torture himself! However, in front of the old guy, he was frightened.
To be like this is a kind of fear from the heart!
Zhang Dejun slowly raised his skinny palm. His hand was also deformed and was broken by Xiao Feng's "Bridge Breaking Hand" with five heavy blows. However, if he wanted to commit suicide, he could still do it.
"Ah!" Zhang Dejun shouted with trembling hands, and slapped his head hard.
Just when Xiao Feng and others thought they were about to see a bloody scene, Zhang Dejun suddenly stood up, his rickety body rushed towards Wu Huan, and at the same time, like an eagle's claw, it clasped towards his neck.
"How dare you!" Xiao Feng's expression changed. As expected, Zhang Dejun was unwilling to die like this. He shouted loudly, shook his right hand, and the jet-black dragon-patterned dagger shot out and went straight to the vital point.
"Damn it!" Wu Huan was also startled, and then became furious. Did this old guy regard him as a soft persimmon? After all, he was a prodigy who grew up with Danyangzi. He reacted quickly and struck with a heavy punch.
out.
"Ah..." A scream came from Zhang Dejun's mouth, his eyes widened, his face full of horror and unwillingness.
In his heart, there was a dagger as black as ink, which was the dragon-marked dagger shot by Xiao Feng! And in the next second, Wu Huan's fist also hit him, knocking him away.
‘Bang’, Zhang Dejun fell to the ground, but there was no reaction and he obviously became a corpse.
Just when everyone thought that he died from Xiao Feng's fatal blow, Zhang Dejun's throat suddenly opened with a bloody mouth, and the blood spurted out suddenly, and then became weaker and weaker...
The dragon-marked dagger was inserted into Zhang Dejun's heart. Wu Huan hit it with his fist. How did this equally fatal wound appear? Even Xiao Feng was also shocked. He had not noticed it before. It can be seen that
This time, how fast it is!
"Don't look at it, what's so good about a dead man?" Mr. Jing said calmly: "It's your own fault that you can't survive. Thirty years ago, I spared his life. Since he doesn't repent and breaks his oath, then I will accept his life."
Life!"
Everyone was shocked. Did Zhang Dejun die at the hands of Mr. Jing? But thinking about it again, they were relieved. I am afraid that Mr. Jing was the only one with such speed and strength, and no one could detect the trajectory of his attack at all!
Xiao Feng withdrew his gaze from Zhang Dejun and looked at Mr. Jing. He finally couldn't help asking the question he had been holding in his heart: "Old guy, why are you here? Didn't you say you were going to travel around the world? How could you run away?
Saudi Arabia is here? Is it a coincidence?”
"What a coincidence, how can there be so many coincidences in the world?" Mr. Jing said angrily: "I heard by chance that Zhang Dejun came to Saudi Arabia, and he has been practicing evil arts for these years, so I paid attention to it.
! Later, I learned that you were also in Saudi Arabia. I was afraid that you would suffer a loss if you met him, so I rushed over!"
Hearing what Mr. Jing said, Xiao Feng felt warm in his heart and was extremely moved. Even though this old guy was always careless about him, he still kept an eye on him. When he learned that he might be in danger, he still came over.
"However, it seems that I came here in vain. Fortunately for you, you didn't confront him head-on. You directly used missiles to level the Asian branch of Burning Prison..." Mr. Jing became even more angry, and his face seemed to be confused.
A little whitish.
"Hey, old guy, he's stronger than me, so I can't rush in and seek death, right? So, I can only use missiles!" Xiao Feng shrugged, and suddenly his eyes fell on one place: "Old guy, what happened to your clothes?
?This doesn’t mean you, who loves to be clean, don’t.”
The lower half of Mr. Jing's navy blue robe was in tatters and a little black and gray, which meant that Xiao Feng had good eyesight, otherwise he wouldn't have been able to spot it.
"What did you say happened to my clothes?" When Xiao Feng mentioned this, Mr. Jing became so angry that he almost jumped up: "I was wandering around in this castle, and then missiles flew towards me.
If I had not reacted faster, I would have ended up dead!"
"..." Xiao Feng and others were all dumbfounded.
"I think I, Jing Moxian, have lived my entire life. If I die under a missile for no apparent reason in the end, especially if my grandson got the missile, how can I survive? I will be laughed to death by others!" Jing Moxian said more and more.
Huo, if there weren't outsiders here, he probably would have gone up and knocked Xiao Feng on the head hard.
"..." Xiao Feng and the others still didn't speak, still looking stupid.
"Hey, boy, what's that look in your eyes? Do you feel sorry for me?" Old Jing said a lot, and when he saw Xiao Feng looking at him with a strange look, he couldn't help but frown.
"No, no, old guy, you said you were in the castle before?"
"That's right, I wanted to quietly get rid of Zhang Dejun for you, and then leave quietly without facing you! But it turned out that it was better for you, and you just kept your head on the missile..."
"Old guy, you actually dodged the missile?" Xiao Feng jumped up, this is really shocking!
"Why, you kid, you still hope that I can't hide away? If I can't hide away, I will become a scumbag and die inexplicably. How frustrating will it be?"
Yaodao and others were all stunned. What level is this Old Jing? He can actually dodge missiles? They don't think it's strange to say that they can dodge bullets, but this is a missile!
"Old guy, are you still human?"
"How to speak?"
"No, no, I mean, what you did is not a human thing!"
"What?"
"Ahem, no, that's not what I meant. What I meant is, how can a person avoid missiles? Could it be that your speed is already faster than the missiles?"
"Faster than the speed of a missile? Are you overthinking it? I had a premonition that the castle would be destroyed, so I rushed out without hesitation! In the end, the speed was still a little slower, and I was affected..."
When Mr. Jing said this, Xiao Feng and others took a deep breath. It turned out that he was not the one who ran when the missiles came down, but he had a premonition and ran first? This is ridiculous, it is really unimaginable!
"Boy, I heard that Han Shuang gave birth to a baby, why don't you go back?"
"What? She's pregnant?" Xiao Feng was startled.
"Not giving birth?"
"..." Xiao Feng was speechless: "Is it giving birth or not?"
"How do I know? I'm not the child's father."
"..." Mr. Jing's words almost made Xiao Feng vomit three liters of old blood!
"Okay, I won't talk nonsense to you anymore. Once the matters here are settled, hurry up and return home!" Mr. Jing became serious.
Xiao Feng nodded: "Well, I will go back as soon as possible."
"Then I'll leave first."
"Old guy, where are you going?"
"Continue wandering around." Mr. Jing waved his hands and brushed off his clothes with a sense of purpose, hiding the elegance of his merit and fame!
Yaodao and others have all become big fans of Mr. Jing. This is the senior master! However, in Xiao Feng's eyes, this scene made him feel that the old guy was showing off again...
"Old guy, wait a minute, don't you take a look at this thing?" Xiao Feng called out to Mr. Jing and handed him the four-legged bronze tripod.
Mr. Jing took it, looked at it carefully, and raised his eyebrows: "It is worth a lot of money. Shang and Zhou bronzes are estimated to be sold for tens of millions."
"RMB?" Wu Huan asked.
"It's US dollars." After Mr. Jing finished speaking, he looked at Xiao Feng: "Where did you get it?"
"As for that old guy, he also lied to me and said he had some treasures in his house..."
Xiao Feng told Zhang Dejun how he had deceived him. Mr. Jing was also amused when he heard this. This kid is a very clever guy. Zhang Dejun wanted to deceive him, so it would be strange if he didn't fail!
"It's a pity that he died. Otherwise, ask him where he got it." Jing Laoting likes antiques, otherwise he wouldn't be able to collect so many.
"Like it? I'll give it to you as a gift." Xiao Feng was very generous.
"Haha, this doesn't sound like you. Don't you have any good ideas?"
"No, I just want to know what happened to you in the past. You seemed to be very awesome before..." Xiao Feng couldn't hold back his curiosity anymore, even if he paid an antique.
"Here." When Mr. Jing heard this, he stuffed the four-legged bronze cauldron back without saying a word: "I have this thing at my place, and there are two or three more..."
"..." Xiao Feng was speechless.
"By the way, are you planning to collect my collection? Oh, you weren't scared to the point of peeing, were you?" Mr. Jing suddenly showed a weird smile.
"..." Xiao Feng was a little embarrassed. Not to mention, he almost pissed himself last time. It was so embarrassing!
"Okay, I'm leaving."
"Wait a minute, as long as you tell me, how about I give you the Mona Lisa?"
"Mona Lisa?" Mr. Jing was stunned and looked at Xiao Feng: "The Mona Lisa was lost a while ago, was it you who did it?"
"No, but someone else gave it to me. If you want it, I can give it to you."
"It's not unusual. I'm holding a fake and treating it like a treasure, haha."
"What? Fake? Is that a fake?" Xiao Feng's eyes widened. Didn't Liao Na and the others steal it directly from the exhibition?
"Well, do you think what's on display in the museum is real? If you want to see the real thing, wait until I get back and let you see it."
Xiao Feng was in a daze, what did the old guy mean by this? Is the genuine article in his hand?