Chen Feng is not talking nonsense. It is true that here, there is a tendency for a grandmaster to be rare. If the old man has such strength, generally speaking, nothing will happen to him.
No wonder Fang Fang dared to cooperate with Gu Junlin, he did have such a backer.
But unfortunately, the person he met today was Chen Feng.
"Young man, it's better not to be too arrogant."
As the old man spoke, he struck out with his palm, and a dragon rolled and rushed towards Chen Feng with its bloody mouth open.
The moment he approached Chen Feng, he flicked his finger, and the seemingly indestructible dragon exploded.
The proud smiles on the faces of the old man and Fang Fang froze.
The two of them just looked at this scene, their eyes full of shock and confusion, and the smiles on their faces, like clowns.
"How...how could this happen!" The old man's eyes widened: "This must be an illusion. How is this possible?"
"How is it impossible?" Chen Feng moved and was already behind Chen Feng.
The old man didn't expect Chen Feng to be so fast. It was impossible to retreat.
Looking at Chen Feng's fist, he mobilized all his spiritual energy.
As soon as he touched it, he flew backwards, smashed through several walls, and slid down the wall.
"Ahem."
"puff."
He was lying in the ruins, his chest collapsed.
The hand that had just touched Chen Feng exploded, leaving only half of his incomplete shoulder.
The old man raised his head to look at Chen Feng with difficulty. He never thought that he would be so powerful.
He could even feel that Chen Feng didn't use all his strength at all.
"How could..." He murmured, feeling extremely regretful.
If he had known that Chen Feng was so strong, he would never have said those words just now.
It's a pity that money can't buy it. I knew it earlier, but now it's too late to say anything.
Looking up at Chen Feng with great effort, the old man's lips wriggled and he squeezed out a few syllables: "Don't... kill... don't kill him..."
Looking at the old man with longing eyes, Chen Feng knelt down and looked at him: "It's easy for me to let him go. Tell me what I want to know."
The old man nodded, indicating that he knew.
He struggled to sit up straight and said feebly: "It was an accidental opportunity. Gu Junlin and I took a fancy to the same item, but he gave it to me."
"For this reason, things that come and go will be cooked. After they are cooked...ahem." The old man wiped the blood from the corner of the shop's mouth.
"He told us that he has an enemy, and that person is you."
"He said you robbed him of his things and his opportunities."
"We were tempted by his many offers. After all, who can refuse the supreme power?"
As he said this, the old man couldn't help but laugh at himself, feeling that he was really stupid back then.
"After we were moved, we also took some actions, but unfortunately they were not successful."
The old man's words reminded Chen Feng of several times when he was attacked for no reason.
"Later, with Gu Junlin's conscious or unconscious reminder, we came up with this method."
"Have someone plastic surgery to look like your mother to attract your attention."
"Then I let you step into the trap step by step. Who could have imagined the result?"
The old man looked in the direction of Manman: "I have chosen so many times, but I have chosen such a waste. It has only taken a long time, but you already know so much about me."
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The old man laughed self-deprecatingly and coughed violently, as if he wanted to cough out his heart and lungs.