Super Soldier King

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Chapter 217 Mysterious Old Man, Huangpu Qingtian

Who is the old man? Feng Feng and others don't know, but looking at this situation alone is not like a simple character. What's more, although the Mingyue Club does not say what the Longtan Tiger Cave is, it is not something that anyone wants to come, but it is also a private room for Feng Feng and others.

Ye Qian took a look at his heart and couldn't help but feel awkward. "How did this old man come to the city of NJ?" Ye Qian did not understand, what does this old man mean by coming here? Some are puzzled.

The old man's body is not like the overbearing momentum of Feng Feng, but the face of an understated smile highlights the atmosphere of his distinctiveness. Feng Feng and others are not clear about his background, and some do not dare to act rashly. However, there are always some people who don't have long-eyed eyes who want to win a face.

Gu Mingxiong came to the old man in three steps and made two steps. He angered: "Who are you? Who let you in, get out." Now he is officially relying on Zhu Shan and Su Jianjun, and he is eager to think. Opportunity for performance, otherwise there will be opportunities for excellence.

Gu Mingxiong's voice fell, the old man's face sneered a sneer, did not wait for him to speak, the man behind him suddenly rushed to the front of Gu Mingxiong, screaming "Bold!" followed by a burst of kicks. Not a moment, Gu Mingxiong is already beyond recognition.

Feng Feng and others were shocked. They have never seen this old man in the city of NJ, but this overbearing means makes them feel a little worried. This old man seems to be more arrogant than Ye Qian.

Outside the window, the ghost wolf saw this scene during the day, and the brow wrinkled slightly, muttering: "Since he came, I am afraid that this scene can't be sung."

The young man stopped and regained his back behind the old man. Gu Mingxiong struggled to climb up, looked annoyed and frustrated, turned to look at Zhu Shan and Su Jianjun, they did not seem to be revenge for their own plans, brows wrinkled, but stunned and glanced at himself. Gu Mingxiong regrets even more. He believes that if it is Ye Qian, he will definitely not hesitate to take the lead.

The old man smiled and patted Gu Mingxiong’s shoulder and said, “You are Gu Mingxiong? Throughout the ages, the seller’s glory has never had any good results. If you were in the War of Resistance Against Japanese Aggression, it must be a true one. Selling thieves. Good self!"

After that, the old man’s Golden Knife sat down and looked around Feng Feng and others. He smiled and said: “Don’t bother, sit, watch a movie, watch a movie.”

When Ye Qian heard the words of the old man, he glanced back at him and thought, Grandma, is Laozi playing the monkey show for you? The old man saw Ye Qian’s eyes and was a hearty laugh.

The young woman behind the old man has been staring at Ye Qian and the bald-headed man from the beginning of the door. His face flutters with a trace of disdain and muttered: "It seems that rumors are rumors after all, and it is better to meet."

The old man smiled a bit and said: "Small, oh, that's because you still don't understand this kid. I have more dealings with him. I still know the temper of this kid."

Ximen Xiaoyan snorted a little and said: "You mean he has not done his best?"

The old man smiled a little and couldn’t help. Ximen’s brow frowned, and his eyes returned to Ye Qian’s body again. When she was in the bureau, she heard about Ye Qian’s name. This young man, who often hangs on the old man’s mouth, has too many places to surprise her. She always wanted to see this person who made the old man praise, but since the boy returned to China, the old man strictly prohibited them from contacting him, which made Ximen Xiaoyan could not help but be lost.

However, I finally saw it today. However, there is a big difference between Ye Qian’s performance and the old man’s mouth. This can not help but make her somewhat lost. This young man in his early twenties has become the most troublesome figure in the world. He loves his talents and fears his madness. The king of a mercenary world, the wolf king Ye Qian, let Ximen Xiaoyan and want to be with him. As soon as he is higher, he will have a few points.

Originally, Ye Qian had the intention of killing this bald-headed man. Now the old man is not coming late, but he sat here at this time, and Ye Qian had to give up the idea. Although Ye Qian is not afraid of him, but killing under his eyes, it seems that he does not give him a face too.

The young man behind the old man always looked calmly at Ye Qian and the bare-headed battle, and could not see any expression. But everyone who knows him knows that at this moment, he is **** and can't wait to go up and compare himself. Ximen Xiaoyan looked at him and asked: "Zi Jun, how many minutes do you need?"

Nan Gongzi Jun faintly said: "Three minutes."

No one can understand what they are saying, but the old man knows that they are talking about how long it takes to clean up the bald-headed man. It is very clear to their old man, three minutes, no exaggeration. "Kid, do you want to go to dinner?" The old man looked at Ye Qian and said with a smile.

"Grass, I am happy." Ye Qian did not think, but returned.

The old man not only was not angry, but he laughed happily, as if he was a pair of friends, he said hello in a very special way. Moreover, it is still the kind of relationship that has a deep relationship.

Feng Feng and others can't help but look at this situation. It is obvious that the old man is with Ye Qian. I can't figure out the origins of the old man, which makes them a bit of a slap in the face, thinking secretly, I am afraid that I will be tempted to clean up Ye Qian today. This is just their wishful thinking. Even without the arrival of the old man, they can't keep Ye Qian. A character who can come and go freely in the CIA and the FBI in the country, is that people of this level want to stay and they can stay, they are too high to see themselves.

Ye Qian is too lazy to continue to entangle with the bald-headed man. He has not solved him for a long time, but he does not want to consume too much physical strength, nor does he want to expose his strength. Now, since the old man is coming, Ye Qian understands that today's things are not going to have any results, and naturally there is no idea of ​​preserving strength.

One thought of this, Ye Qian's foot moved, the whole person suddenly flashed into the arms of the bald-headed big man, a true octagonal fist attached to the mountain, heavily hit the bald-headed man. This trick can be said to be the most powerful and most lethal in the eight-pole boxing. When practicing this trick, it was initially hit against the big tree with the thickness of the bowl until it could break the big tree. This is a barely getting started. Next, it is facing a thicker tree. Finally, it is a stone pillar cast from reinforced concrete. It can be used to break the stone pillar. This is a cultivation.

When this practice is practiced, it is very harmful to itself. The huge anti-phaking force can often cause the internal organs of the practitioner to crack. However, Ye Qian’s master is who, but everyone in the practice of Chinese ancient martial arts has a deep research on the practice of practicing Qi, and naturally knows how to make Ye Qian not hurt his own vitality while practicing. Over time, Ye Qian is not only practicing cultivation into a powerful eight-pole fist, but more importantly, practicing a fight against the fight.

As Master Ye Qian said, to learn to beat people, you must first learn to beat.

Ye Qian’s octagonal fist slammed into the body of the bald-headed man. He suddenly heard the sound of broken bones. The body of the bare-headed man was like a broken kite. Hit the wall. The ribs on his chest were only afraid of breaking five. This is still Ye Qian’s mercy, otherwise this trick is enough for his life.

The bald-headed man fell to the ground, and a wow vomited a blood, his face turned pale. The blood in the body rolled and fainted.

Feng Feng's brows were tightly wrinkled together, and he was shocked. His most powerful force was the opponent of Ye Qian. It seems that he is too underestimated Ye Qian. Zhu Shan and Su Jianjun were shocked. They originally hoped that Feng Feng could solve Ye Qian. After that, the nj city’s road was that they had the final say. Nowadays, some of them dare not imagine, I am afraid that this city of Nj will not have a place to stand on its own.

Nangong Zijun is still a calm expression, can't see whether it is joy or worry, but surprise is a sigh. Ximen Xiaoyan was shocked and muttered: "Bajiquan?" People in the bureau who don't know, Ximen Xiaoyan's octagonal fist is at its peak, and there are few rivals in the younger generation; but now, Ximen Xiaoyan Seeing that Ye Qian made this move, he was not his opponent. The old man said yes, this kid had not done his best before.

Ye Qian did not have any signs of exhausting physical exertion. His face was not suffocating, he was not complacent, he was not proud and invincible, and some were still wild and uninhibited. He sat down beside the old man. He glanced at him and said: "When the show is over, is it the ticket?"

The old man smiled and said: "You kid, still like that, so many people, you can't give me the old man a little face."

Ye Qianbai gave him a look and was too lazy to pay attention to the old man.

The old man swept Feng Feng and others and said: "Sit down, sit down, you are not the host, I am a little embarrassed to be a guest."

Although the old man did not have the arrogant momentum of Feng Feng, but he did not know why, in front of him, Feng Feng could not lift any momentum of his own, and could not help but do what the old man said, and sat down. Zhu Shan and Su Jianjun are still standing aside, and they are photographed by Feng Feng, who dare not sit down.

The old man smiled and said: "You two are also people with faces on the nj market. Standing there is not the old man who killed me, sit down, sit down."