Give you a chance, commit suicide.

Mr. Jing's light words made Zhang Dejun's face turn pale, and even his whole body trembled due to fear. Is his death coming?

Xiao Feng didn't say anything. Since the old guy was here, it was no longer his business to deal with Zhang Dejun. The only thing he was curious about now was that this old guy was elusive, so how could he appear in Saudi Arabia?

The Demon Dao and others would not say anything. Even Wuhuan was just looking at Mr. Jing, and he regarded him as an idol in his heart. He was so domineering and awesome. He didn't need to do anything. I'll say cool and cool, I'll give you a chance and commit suicide.

Wuhuan was thinking about when he could be so awesome. Facing some enemies, wave your hand and commit suicide. This is the opportunity I give you, don’t ignore this opportunity.

"Jing Moxian, you didn't kill me thirty years ago. Do you want to kill me tonight?" Zhang Dejun looked at Mr. Jing and asked in a dry and trembling voice.

"I didn't kill you before, but I wanted to give you a chance. Today, I will give you a chance, don't let me do it." Jing Moxian didn't look at Zhang Dejun, and his tone was still plain.

"Ha, okay, okay." Zhang Dejun gritted his teeth: "No need to bother you, I will do it myself."

Xiao Feng looked at Zhang Dejun coldly, and felt a little shocked. How terrifying the old guy is? He had seen Zhang Dejun's horror. If he was not injured, he would definitely be able to torture himself. However, in front of the old guy, he was so scared. This was a kind of fear from the bottom of his heart.

Zhang Dejun slowly raised his thin palm, and his hand had become deformed. He was broken by Xiao Feng's broken bridge hand and five-level force, but he could still do it if he wanted to commit suicide.

"Ah." Zhang Dejun trembled his hands, shouted, and slapped his forehead hard.

Just when Xiao Feng and others felt that they were about to see the bloody scene, Zhang Dejun suddenly rose up and rushed towards Wuhuan with a hunchback, and at the same time, he was like an eagle's claw, buckled towards his neck like an eagle's claw.

"You dare." Xiao Feng's face changed. Zhang Dejun was indeed unwilling to die like this. He shouted loudly, shook his right hand, and the dark dragon-patterned dagger shot out and headed straight to the vital point.

"Damn it." Wu Huan was also shocked and furious. Did this old guy treat himself as a soft persimmon? It was a genius who grew up with Dan Yangzi. He reacted quickly and punched him out with a heavy punch.

"Ah..." A scream came from Zhang Dejun's mouth. He stared at his eyes, his face full of horror and reluctance.

In his heart, a dagger as dark as ink was inserted, which was the dragon-patterned dagger shot out by Xiao Feng. In the next second, Wuhuan's fist also hit him and knocked him out.

‘Bang’, Zhang Dejun fell to the ground, but there was no reaction, and he obviously became a corpse.

Just when everyone thought that he was dead on Xiao Feng's fatal blow, Zhang Dejun suddenly opened a bloody mouth in his throat, and blood suddenly gushed out, and then became weaker and weaker...

The dragon pattern dagger was inserted in Zhang Dejun's heart, and Wuhuan smashed it with his fist. How did this same fatal wound appear? Even Xiao Feng was also shocked. He did not notice it at all before, which shows how fast this time was.

"Stop looking, what's the good thing about a dead person?" Mr. Jing said lightly: "You can't live if you commit sins. Thirty years ago, I spared his life. Since I didn't repent and violated my oath, I'll take his life."

Everyone was shocked. Zhang Dejun died at Mr. Jing's hands, but after thinking about it, he felt relieved. I'm afraid that only Mr. Jing has the speed and strength, so people can't even notice the trajectory of his attack.

Xiao Feng withdrew his gaze from Zhang Dejun and looked at Mr. Jing. The question he had been holding in his heart was finally unable to help but ask: "Old guy, why are you here? Didn't you tell me about traveling around the world? Why did you come to Saudi Arabia? It's a coincidence."

"Come on your head, there are not so many coincidences in the world." Mr. Jing was not angry: "I heard by chance that Zhang Dejun came to Saudi Arabia, and he has been practicing evil skills for many years, so I paid attention. Later, I learned that you are also in Saudi Arabia, and I was afraid that you would suffer a loss when you meet him, so I rushed over."

When Xiao Feng heard Mr. Jing say this, he felt warm and moved. Although this old guy kept freeing himself, he still kept paying attention to him. When he learned that he might be in danger, he still came.

"But it seems that I'm in vain. You kid are so good that you didn't have a head-on enemy with him. You just used missiles to flatten the Asian branch in the prison..." Old Jing was even more angry, and his face seemed to be a little pale.

"Oh, old man, he is better than me. I can't rush up and seek death, so I can only use the missile." Xiao Feng shrugged and suddenly his eyes fell on one side: "Old man, what's wrong with your clothes? I don't want to love you who are clean."

The lower half of Mr. Jing's navy blue robe was tattered and a little black and gray, which means Xiao Feng's eyes were good, otherwise he would not have discovered it.

"What's wrong with my clothes?" When Xiao Feng mentioned this, Mr. Jing was so angry that he almost jumped up: "I was wandering around this castle, but missiles flew over. If I hadn't reacted quickly, I would have ended up with no bones now."

"..." Xiao Feng and others were all stunned.

"I think I, Jing Moxian, spends my whole life. If I die under the missile in the end, especially if this missile is caused by my grandson, how can I survive? I will be laughed to death." Jing Moxian became more and more angry. If it weren't for outsiders, he would probably be able to go up and knock Xiao Feng's head hard.

"..." Xiao Feng and others still didn't say anything, and were still stupid.

"Hey, boy, what kind of eyes are you looking at? Do you feel sorry for me?" Old Jing Balabala 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."

"Yes, I thought about it quietly, I will deal with Zhang Dejun for you, and then leave quietly, not facing you, but you will be fine, just put on the missile..."

"Old guy, you actually dodged the missile." Xiao Feng jumped up, it was really horrifying.

"Why, you kid still hopes that I can't hide. If I can't hide, I will become a scumbag. I'm dying inexplicably. How frustrating."

Demon Sword and others were all stunned. What level is this Mr. Jing? He can actually dodge missiles. They don’t think it’s strange to dodge bullets, but this is a missile.

"Old guy, are you still human?"

"How to talk."

"No, I mean, what you do is not human affairs."

"What."

"Ahem, no, I don't mean that, I mean, how can a person avoid missiles? Could it be that your speed is faster than the missiles?"

"The speed is faster than the speed of the missile. You're thinking too much. I have a premonition. I know that the castle will have a catastrophe, so I rushed out without hesitation. The speed was still a little slower and it was affected..."

After Mr. Jing said this, Xiao Feng and others took a deep breath. It turned out that he was not the missile that came down, but had a premonition that he would run first. This is really unimaginable.

"Boy, I heard that Han Shuang has given birth to a baby, why haven't you gone back yet?"

"What, I've been born." Xiao Feng was frightened.

"Didn't you have a child?"

"..." Xiao Feng was speechless: "Was it been born 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. After the matter is handled here, I will hurry up and return to China." 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 to travel." Mr. Jing waved his hand, and there was a kind of elegance that was hiding away from his clothes, hiding his merits and fame.

Yao Dao and others all turned into Old Jing's brainless fans. This is the senior expert. However, in Xiao Feng's eyes, this scene made him feel that the old guy was pretending again...

"Old guy, wait, don't you look at this thing." Xiao Feng called out Mr. Jing and handed him the four-legged bronze tripod.

Mr. Jing took it, looked carefully, and raised his eyebrows: "It's very valuable, the bronze ware of Shang and Zhou dynasties can be sold for tens of millions."

"Is RMB?" Wu Huan asked.

"It's US dollar." After saying that, Mr. Jing looked at Xiao Feng: "Where did you get it?"

"Just that old guy, he fooled me, what treasure does his family have..."

Xiao Feng told him about Zhang Dejun's tricking him, and Mr. Jing was also funny. This guy is so sensible. Zhang Dejun wants to lie to him, but it would be strange if he doesn't fall.

"It's a pity that I'm dead, otherwise, ask him where he got it." Old Jing likes antiques very much, otherwise he wouldn't have collected so many of them.

"I like it, I'll give it to you." Xiao Feng was very generous.

"Haha, this is not like you. Did you not have any good ideas?"

"No, I just want to know what happened to you before. You seem to be very awesome before..." Xiao Feng couldn't help but feel curious, even if he paid for an antique, he would do whatever he wanted.

"Give it." When Mr. Jing heard this, he stuffed the four-legged bronze tripod without saying a word and directly stuffed it back: "This thing is in my place, and there are two or three..."

"..." Xiao Feng was speechless.

"By the way, are you going to try to collect my ideas? Haha, you didn't get scared to pee?" Mr. Jing suddenly showed a strange smile.

"..." Xiao Feng was a little embarrassed. Not to mention, he was almost scared last time, so embarrassing.

"Okay, I'll leave."

"Wait, as long as you tell me, I'll give you "Mona Lisa" to you, how about it."

"Mona Lisa." Old Jing was stunned and looked at Xiao Feng: "You did the Mona Lisa that I lost a while ago."

"No, but someone else gave it to me. If you want it, I can give it to you."

"It's not rare, I'm holding a fake and still treating it as a treasure, haha."

"What, a fake, that's a fake." Xiao Feng widened his eyes. Didn't it stole it directly from Liao Na and the others from the exhibition?

"Well, do you think the one placed in the museum is real? If you want to see it, wait for me to go back and let you see it."
Chapter completed!