Just within one move. The king's hammer slit the black-clad masked man's throat.

Take off the veil from the face of the man in black. Wang Tiehammer saw a face exactly like himself.

A sneer crossed her lips. After the king hammer made up for the man in black again. I said quietly. What a shame on my King Hammer. ”

A sentence just spat out. I heard a high-pitched voice in mid-air.

Wang Tiehammer followed the voice. Look diagonally above your head. On the branch of a large tree. There stood an old man with a white beard.

"Old man white. It's you. Why did you run to the tree? I'm not afraid to fall down and kill you. ”

Wang Tiehammer looked up at the bearded white old man. Asked with a hippie smile.

It was the first time he had seen this old white man climb a tree so high.

When we used to live together. Wang Tiehammer knew that this old immortal loved to climb trees. As long as he now has that leaf different. Even if the tree grows taller. It can't be difficult for this old man.

On the tree climbing. Wang Tiehammer, don't look young. It's really not an old man's life.

This. Wang Tiehammer bowed to the wind.

So. Today the old man is standing on a tree branch. He wasn't surprised. It's just that. The old man with the white beard now. That's all a matter of effort.

It wasn't a light skill before.

The two or three years that I lived with Wang Tiehammer. The white-bearded old man tried to hide his true identity. Every time I took Wang Tiehammer into the mountains to collect medicine. It's all real and climbing. Climb to the top of the tree.

Not to mention. This old man's hiding skills are quite good.

Wang Tiehammer lived with him for several years. was stunned that he didn't show that he had kung fu on him.

So. Until now. Wang Tiehammer didn't think that this old man knew any martial arts. I have never respected him as a master.

But. The old man didn't show much effort. That disguise technique made Wang Tiehammer have to admire.

Not seen for a few years. Now the old man has come out unnoticed. At first, he thought the old man was dead. Not only is he not dead now. It's still alive and tough.

Moreover. The more you live, the more naughty you become.

"Old fellow. I advise you to come down. The tree was so tall. In case you can't stand on your feet. And then it fell from a tree or something. That's no joke. Tell you. I don't know much about bone grafting. It really fell. Smashed into a puddle of flesh. Even the bottle of pollen you gave me won't save you......"

I saw the white head that I thought about day and night. Wang Tiehammer was very happy in his heart. Can. He talked to Old Man Bai in this way.

The white head is used to this way of getting along. I didn't rush him at all.

But he was still standing firmly on the branches. In the same joking tone. laughed.

"Stinky boy. He didn't die in Europe. I'm thinking about how to find you another good family. Continue to sell you. I'm going to keep collecting commissions. ”

"You. Old guy. You're ruthless enough. You old fellow. They still treat me like a child with no skills. You come down to Lao Tzu immediately. See how Lao Tzu cleans up...... I don't believe my grandmother's yet.

All say that the gentleman takes revenge. Ten years is not too late.

It's been exactly ten years now. It's time for us to settle our accounts. From the time I was thirteen years old, you sold me to that who killed people without blinking. Until now. How much commission you received in total.

Hand them all over. That's it. Otherwise. Lao Tzu is now full of martial arts. I'll just take you to practice......"

The white-bearded old man said. Wang Tiehammer had ten words waiting for him.

And that's not all. Wang Tiehammer is still like a shrew scolding the street. Crossed at the waist. The white-bearded old man on the tree scolded with his feet.

The white-bearded old man was not angry either. He stood on a tree branch. Wiping his beard that reaches to his chest. Laughing. Nodding his head secretly.

"Old immortal. You're coming down. Isn't it that I scolded you for being a fool? ”

Wang Tiehammer saw the white-bearded old man. Just smiled and kept nodding. But he no longer deals with himself. I couldn't help but ask.

"Hahaha. Wolf baby. You have a pair of wolf eyes. It's still dusty. Stinky boy. You'd better get that face checked. I'll go, old man......"

A long beep. The tranquility that pierces the sky. An ethereal figure disappeared in an instant.

"What. What the hell. Face. Is there something wrong with this face? After hearing Old Man Bai's reminder, Wang Tiehammer listened. I don't care about the white head on the tree. It was a hesitant crouch down. Reaching out to the face of the man in black who was lying on the ground. Gently pat it a few times. Then I tried to pinch the dough again.

It doesn't matter if it's a pat or a pinch. Feel by hand. Wang Tiehammer concluded that this dough was not genuine leather.

Thereupon. He followed the edge of the faux dough. Gently peeled a slit. Then I slowly tore off the dough.

He does. It's not that he's merciful to the black-clad masked man.

Instead, I'm afraid of moving too violently. And then put that mask under the skin. That layer of real skin was destroyed.

Although the man is dead. Can. Wang Tiehammer still wanted to identify the true face of the man in black.

The faux skin was torn off. He showed a face about the same skin color as himself.

Kindness. Could it be someone from your own country? I want to come out of my king's hammer. Come and do me evil.

Although this possibility is bound to exist. Can. Wang Tiehammer still did not give up.

After all, the information I got myself. It is said that the people of the Yamaguchi-gumi of the plaster country. It took a lot of effort. With a real facelift. Plastic surgery of their people into faces that are exactly like their own.

Be prepared to use the fake against yourself.

But. The people of the country of plasters. It's about the same color as my own people. This person can't be a plaster countryman.

In the spirit of not wronging a good person. The basic principle of not letting go of a bad guy. Wang Tiezhu suddenly thought of a difference between identifying the plaster country and the Chinese people.

When the eyes wandered. A touch of cunning scratched the corner of his eye.

Wang Tiehammer stretched out his hands. Take off one of the men in black's shoes. He took off the white cotton socks that the man in black wore on his feet. The fox's tail was revealed at once.

The man in black is between his big toe and his second toe. There is a large, round void.

This is the usual living habit of the Chinese people with plasters. There is a very close relationship.

Plaster Chinese people usually like to wear clogs. So. A large distance will be ground between the toes.

Can. This way of life. If it had been placed ten years ago. Then it must be concluded that he is a man from the country of plasters.

Can. Now it's different. Now some people in Huaxia Kingdom. It is also fashionable to wear something that has been passed from the plaster country. The so-called clogs. That is, slippers for summer.

And. Chinese people also say that they wear this kind of clogs and slippers. You can practice.

I really don't know about this kind of nonsense. It's a theory from the mouth of a bastard.

. Lao Tzu didn't wear clogs for a day. The martial arts are still unparalleled.

and in the same way, the men of the kingdom who anointed him were all over the ground looking for teeth.

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