The return is already sixty

Chapter 52

Jiang Li glanced coldly at Monk Sumeru on the ground, and snorted coldly, he was very disgusted with this old bald donkey.

"I thought you guys would be more honest, but I didn't expect you to be so ignorant. If that's the case, don't blame me." Jiang Li walked slowly to Monk Xumi.

Monk Sumeru looked at Jiang Li who was approaching slowly, backed up with hands and feet, and said in a panic, "What do you want to do!"

There was a wicked smile on the corner of Jiang Li's mouth, and he said in a cold voice: "Don't worry, someone has begged for you, so I won't kill you, but capital punishment is inevitable, and living punishment is inevitable. I will make you feel that death is also a kind of death. Extravagant."

Jiang Li's voice was low and gloomy, like the voice of the Nine Nether Demons, which sent a chill in people's hearts.

Only Li Qingwu, her eyes were radiant, her heart was excited, she was very curious about what Jiang Li was going to do.

"Abbot!"

At this time, the eighteen Vajra Arhats saw this, anxious in their hearts, shouted together, and rushed towards Jiang Li, even though they knew they were not Jiang Li's opponent, they were still fearless.

Yan Shisan snorted coldly, waved the broken knife in his hand, and placed it in front of these vajra arhats, and said coldly: "My master said, your abbot can't die, and there are some things that you have to pay for if you do them." , this is common sense."

At this moment, Yan Shisan let out his words, and immediately stopped those vajra arhats. After all, they had seen the power of Yan Shisan's knife with their own eyes.

"You guys are deceiving people too much. We are all knights. How can we kill each other? I'm going to the headquarters to sue you."

Then he pointed at Bai Jingtian again and said angrily: "And you, don't think that you can do whatever you want because you are a guardian. You are helping the tyrants, and the organization will not let you go, and we in the Central Plains will not just let it go..."

This vajra arhat even dared to criticize Bai Jingtian. The rest of the vajra arhats around him were covered in cold sweat in shock, and quickly winked at him to tell him to stop talking.

Offending the guardians will have serious consequences, and the law enforcers and guardians represent organizations!

Even if they are diamond-level knights, they are nothing more than tiny ants in front of the organization.

"What are you pulling me for? Although we shot first, we didn't hurt them, and we were locked outside for one night, that's enough." The vajra arhat was still chattering.

He seemed to have forgotten how they beat Yan Shisan and Li Dan violently last night, and even more how his abbot framed Jiang Li as the devil.

Bai Jingtian was so angry that the bald donkeys in front of him were too ignorant to advance or retreat. He snorted coldly, "You came to Jiangnan District privately, trying to plunder other people's achievements, and even trying to frame our people in Jiangnan District. You have ulterior motives."

As soon as Bai Jingtian finished speaking, he heard a laugh from the sky.

"Haha...Brother Bai, this statement is serious."

Then, a helicopter numbered B-01 flew over.

Everyone looked up and saw a centenarian wearing red clothes and holding a cane, flying off the helicopter and landing silently, without a speck of dust.

His eyes are sharp, giving people a sense of coercion.

Bai Jingtian narrowed his eyes, frowned, stepped forward and cupped his hands and said, "So it's Brother Fan, what's the purpose of coming here today?"

(The name of the old man in red is: Fan Hongyi. He is 121 years old. Identity: Guardian of the Central Plains District. He is the peak of the eighth stage of innate cultivation.)
Fan Hongyi raised his brows and said with a smile: "You and I are the guardians of a district. Naturally, our duty is to protect the peace of the district. Lingshan Temple is within my jurisdiction. If someone in Lingshan Temple has an accident, I will naturally come Ask and ask."

Jiang Li glanced at him coldly, and thought, 'It's really troublesome'. When he was in the Cangming Realm, even if he killed the little one, the old one would jump out to take revenge. He didn't expect that it would still be like this after returning to Earth.

Thinking of this, Jiang Li snorted coldly.

It seems that he has to demonstrate, otherwise there will still be all kinds of fleas jumping out to trouble him in the future.

At this time, Monk Xumi saw Fan Hongyi coming, and he scrambled to the old man in red, crying, "They in the Jiangnan District are too deceptive, they don't pay attention to the organization's regulations at all... ··”

Jiang Li watched coldly, but did not stop Monk Xumi.

Fan Hongyi looked down, and found that the corner of Xumi Monk's mouth was bleeding, and his face was completely bald, bald, and painted like a monster. He was immediately annoyed.

The guardians of each district are very defensive, and they compete with each other. Now that the people in their district are insulted like this, he also loses face.

"Brother Bai, what you have done is a little too much." Fan Hongyi said with a half-smile.

Bai Jingtian frowned. His cultivation base was in the seventh stage of innate talent, which was a little bit behind Fan Hongyi, and Fan Hongyi was a person who would take revenge, so it would be very difficult for him to be kind today.

(Introduction: Central Plains District, which belongs to the large district of Yanhuang Kingdom, Jiangnan District is slightly inferior, and its overall strength is also weak.)
Jiang Li said, "What do you want?" He was straightforward, without unnecessary nonsense.

Seeing this, Bai Jingtian was in a bad mood, and hurried forward to Jiang Li's side, wanting to speak out to mediate.

Jiang Li felt it, and smiled back, and waved his hand at the same time, telling everyone to stop talking.

Nine Uncle Yan Shisan and the others naturally did not dare to intervene.

Fan Hongyi glanced at Jiang Li, and said with a smile, "You must be the mysterious boss behind Jiangnan District?"

Jiang Li didn't speak, his eyes were cold, without a trace of emotion, his breath was restrained, like a dormant giant.

Fan Hongyi frowned. He was very displeased with Jiang Li's attitude. As the guardian of the first district, no one dared to ignore him like this.

But Jiang Li gave him a sense of danger, and he didn't dare to act rashly for a while.

The atmosphere has some chill taste.

At this time, a gust of wind blew, Fan Hongyi disappeared, and appeared in front of Jiang Li in an instant, and said, "Let me meet you, the mysterious boss of Jiangnan District, today."

Fan Hongyi's speed was so fast that he could not be seen. It was hard to imagine that this was a speed that an old man could achieve.

Jiang Li sneered. Although Fan Hongyi's speed was extremely fast, in his eyes, it was like a turtle crawling, and the traces were clearly visible.

Fan Hongyi slapped out a palm, and this palm exhausted all his strength.

'Seven palms! '

Bai Jingtian's pupils contracted, and he quickly recognized the palm technique used by Fan Hongyi. This palm technique is extremely vicious, and once it hits, there will be a strong Qi rebellion that disrupts the extraordinary meridians of the victim.

It caused serious injuries, and within seven days, it was completely useless.

"Senior Jiang, get out of the way quickly, this palm technique..." Bai Jingtian had just spoken.

I saw that Jiang Li had stretched out a palm to connect with Fan Hongyi.

Everything is too late.

A sneer appeared at the corner of Fan Hongyi's mouth, and he thought to himself, what kind of mysterious boss is just a reckless man.

At this time, Jiang Li also showed a smile at the corner of his mouth.

This smile looked like a spring breeze in the eyes of others, but in Fan Hongyi's eyes, it was a little scary.

'not good! Fan Hongyi was in a bad mood, he hurriedly withdrew his palm and wanted to stop.

But Jiang Li's palms seemed to be glued to his palms, so it was futile for him to collect his Qi.

(The Central Plains area here has nothing to do with the real world, and I don’t have a map gun. Readers, don’t take it for granted. I’m exhausted, so please don’t misunderstand me.)
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