()At noon, the prison jing came again and said embarrassedly that someone was coming to visit the old man again.

I was dozing off on the bed at that time. Actually, I prefer to lie on the sofa because it is convenient. Just close the clothes and just hold them back. I think I can get up at any time to save a lot of trouble in dressing. However, after being scolded by the old man that "the sofa is used to sit on people, and I have to go to bed to sleep", I had to pinch my nose, untied my clothes and lie on the bed honestly.

"My grandpa, you have too many social engagements."

I couldn't help complaining.

"Hmph, it's a pity that they don't invite me."

"I'll go, can they still summon souls?"

I was shocked. The old man looked at me with a foolish expression, poked his pocket with his finger, and then raised his eyebrows and showed a "Do you understand?" expression.

OK, I'm thinking too much.

I hid in the inner room honestly according to the old rules, and still left a crack for myself according to the old rules. After a while, the prison came with someone.

The visitor was a middle-aged man outside of forties, and his face looked a bit similar to the old man. He seemed to be one of his sons again. When he met, he still went forward to shake hands and hug him enthusiastically. I continued to watch the spy movie with the mentality of watching a spy movie.

But this time the old man did not laugh or feel emotional, and he didn't even stand up. He locked the middle-aged man coldly and looked at the middle-aged man, and the guy's movements suddenly froze there.

Hey, is it because the relationship is so bad that even the actor doesn’t want to act?

"Since you're all carrying guns, why don't you pull them out?"

The old man sat there and said lightly.

Wait, what does this mean? Does it mean...

The middle-aged man and the prison suddenly changed their faces. They immediately jumped and opened the distance. At the same time, they quickly touched behind them, and each pulled out a miniature submachine gun to aim at the old man.

Damn, this time it's a killer!

"Dadadada"

The muzzle of the micro-submachine gun sprayed fierce flames. Due to the short stroke, the speed of this type of light weapon was designed to be very high, basically more than 800 rounds per minute. In such a dense rain of bullets in such a small space, there is almost no possibility of escape.

I thought so at first.

But……

After the first gunshot, the old man disappeared. The 9mmprar bomb made the sofa fluff fly, but even the old man's hair was not hit.

I still can't imagine how Polkarev easily avoided the sweeping of two mini-submachine guns that opened fire frantically, and approached the two killers like a ghost. I just remember that the old man's movements were very elegant, very elegant, without any trace of hostility.

The killer's reaction was also quick, and he threw a miniature submachine gun that had been empty in the air at the old man's face, and at the same time pulled out the pistol from behind.

But the old man took action faster. He saw him swinging a palm without any strength and slapping the killer's chest. There was only a muffled sound. The guy seemed to be hit by a car with a speed of 200 kilometers per hour, and flew backwards for more than ten meters away until he smashed the door panel.

This martial art is...

The prison was shocked and hurriedly raised his pistol and ran to the door desperately. However, in this way, he turned his back into a huge flaw, and he was eager to escape, but he was even more desperate to escape.

"Bang"

The old man's palm accurately slapped his back heart. The guy vomited a large mouthful of blood like a cracked tap water pipe, flew out, hit the ground several times, and made a "bang" sound on the wall.

I gasped. In less than ten seconds, two killers with live ammunition were easily sent to see God by the old man. This skill may be even better than me... No, looking at my body, I would have to tie the game with me... It would be good if I succeeded without Jiu.

However, at this time I also saw which kung fu the old man used: his attack was short, his explosive power was strong, his attacks were deep and his tendons, veins and bones... Damn, it was actually an internal kung fu that I had been working hard for a year, but I could not practice even if I could not practice it any more.

"Hey, boy..."

"Okay, it's wrong to peep, I'm wrong."

I raised my hand and walked out of the room, watching the room bewildered.

"Old man, I can't tell you have practiced it."

"Oh, I'm old and don't move my muscles and bones. I'm afraid of Alzheimer's disease."

The old man clapped his hands and said lightly.

Sorry, I have never heard of anyone using killer moves to train their muscles and bones. The powerful are indeed advanced.

I was complaining nonsense, and it seemed that I had noticed something was wrong outside. Soon a very young yellow-skinned jingle broke in. I was obviously shocked when I saw the scene in a mess.

"Tell me a few more people to drag the body away, and buy a new one for the sofa. Don't be too bright in the face. The fabric and genuine leather are fine. Don't buy me synthetic fiber or artificial leather."

The old man ordered lightly, and the jingman came to his senses, gave a nervous salute, and ran out the door.

I suddenly felt that this guy seemed very familiar.

Is it someone I know? Nonsense. My acquaintance can count it with one hand, so how could a friend appear? Is it because of a compatriot? Or nonsense? Why do I want to suck Laomao intimately when I see him? I have seen him on the road? It's totally nonsense. Who still remembers human faces on the street?

Suddenly, it seemed like an electric current bounced heavily, and I suddenly remembered.

It’s not because of the face or race, but because of the aura. What the guy exudes is the aura that I feel most often on the battlefield - murderous aura.

"Fuck, dangerous!"

Before I finished speaking, the jingman suddenly waved his hand back, and a slight sound of breaking the air came from the air, and then the old man fell down without saying a word.

Damn, it's a chain of condoms!

The jingman waved his hand again, but I didn't give him a chance. He raised his leg and kicked the teapot on the table, hitting his wrist, and smashed a miniature pistol off his hand.

Nainai, in my eyes, everything is a weapon!

I kicked all the tea trays, tea cups and other debris, but the killer quickly drew, and at the same time, he stepped on the ground and quickly kneaded his body and rushed to my face.

I was not showing any weakness, and I stepped on the coffee table and flew down to fight.

Fists are the hardest attack method in martial arts. Although the power of the palm is not small, I will definitely have the advantage when facing the head.

"Bang"

As the fists and palms intersected, I immediately felt a surging force shaking upwards along the joints, almost breaking my entire skeleton, and the person was bounced away for several steps, almost unable to control it.

It is actually internal kung fu!

The killer rushed up like a ghost, almost rushed under my nose within a second, and pushed his right hand straight at the same time!

I could only raise my arms to resist.

"Bang"

This time I hit harder, and I was bounced to the desk. I felt that my internal organs were moved by abundant internal force. If I hadn't raised a breath of protective energy in advance, I would have broken a few bones.

Although I was reluctant, I had to admit that this guy was stronger than me, even a little stronger than the old man, but fortunately there was no way to crack it.

That is, you can't fight close-knit with him.

I immediately realized this problem and immediately raised my left leg. The guy subconsciously raised his palm to suppress it. But what I was unlucky about was that my hand was a false move, and it was the only false move I could use.

Commonly known as "the east hits the west".

When I put my left leg in my arms, I immediately kicked my right leg quickly, and I kicked it three times in a row. Although it showed a big flaw, the killer tried his best to defend himself twice, and only got into a weak spot. However, judging from his power-release speed, he only exerted half of his strength.

But enough!

My left leg followed again, but this time it was not a false move, but a solid knee push.

"Bang"

The guy was kicked away and retreated repeatedly. At this time, the distance was already long enough. I pulled my stance and aimed the heaviest kicking technique at the guy like raindrops and called him up violently, kicking him around the ground. This was the first time in so many years that I had all the bottom-up moves.

But although I took a lot of effort, the killer's defense was also very tenacious. He kept using powerful moves to defend instead of attack, resolving my powerful kicks, and the situation was stalemate.

This guy is also a good guy.

I was thinking about it, and suddenly, the killer's movements froze, and his eyes bulged out incredibly like a dead fish caught out of the water. My heavy kick went straight in, and a kick broke his two ribs.

But it's not interesting, because I can tell he was dead before that.

"Ahem, with such a strong force, do you want to kick me to death with me?"

The old man slowly turned out from behind the killer, and the next moment, the body fell down with a thud.

So I was very annoyed.

"Damn, if you are not dead, don't lie there and pretend to be dead, okay, it will cause me to be beaten and injured."

"What a joke? I'll be killed by such a little thing. Old man, I'm really shameless to mess around in the world," the old man lifted his shirt and revealed the spider silk bulletproof vest he was wearing. "Besides, this guy is good, I can't handle it. I still think it's better to let you carry it for a while and I'll find the opportunity to start. I didn't expect you to fight."

This old guy is really brave enough to say that I almost got angry to death.

The old man walked to the bodies of several killers and was silent for a moment, as if thinking.

Suddenly, he let out a cold snort.

"I thought those idiots had become smarter, but I didn't expect that they were still as idiotic as before."

I heard it for no reason. I think this is not quite beautiful, or I am too stupid, even treating the most pediatrics as high-tech?

"Anthony always follows me. He suddenly said to arrange a tenant for me like yesterday, but it was difficult to doubt anything that had never happened before. But what happened later made me confused. How could someone send you a frivolous monkey to assassinate? I thought there was something deeper in it, which made the old man not sleep well for a day," the old man kicked the body of the Eastern Killer and sighed. "It can be inferred that it is completely wrong. You are of the same clan as this guy, and you have come in at the same time. Of course, I was confused and arranged for you in for no reason."

It turned out that I was so confused that I even pushed the jar for others. I remembered the words "No one taught you xxxxx" and "Be careful, if you mess up, I'm xxxxx" that the prisoner scolded me when he came in. It turned out that they had a different meaning.

"As a result, they couldn't get over the other person, so they had to come up with such a chain of traps. Unfortunately, although it was a coincidence, it was still a bit difficult for me to kill the old man."

Polkarev sighed long and I couldn't help asking:

"Is it possible..."

"Haha, you guys have been a little enlightened recently," the old man laughed, a little bleak, "Ten Youyi is the unfilial son yesterday, but it is not ruled out that other brothers and nephews want to take my life."

The old man walked back to another sofa, leaned against the soft cushion, closed his eyes slightly, as if he was talking to me or to himself.

"You must have lived a miserable life."

I shook my head incredibly, because I really couldn't think of how perverted I was, so I would kill my parents.

"Haha, it's not bad. It turns out that when I first started, I could pretend to be awesome and take the little bastards to the restaurant. If I make a little money, I can take my brothers to the red light district and drink well. Now my family has a billion dollars, but I can only squat in prison to hide. Haha, it's such an interesting life."
Chapter completed!