Zhang Jiayong was very shocked, his movements were completely restricted, and looking at the slowly approaching enemy, Zhang Jiayong could not resist at all.

"Haha, come on, everyone, kill him!" The leader was very excited, looking at the gun in his hand, very satisfied.

Zhang Jiayong tried to release his spiritual energy to get rid of his confinement, but unfortunately, it didn't work at all, and the spiritual energy released was forced back instead.

Zhang Jiayong was very depressed, what kind of high-tech is this, and now I am afraid that I will really have to stop cooking.

Suddenly, Zhang Jiayong noticed that the leader of the plainclothes armed men raised his eyebrows slightly, and he heard some footsteps, and Zhang Jiayong saw with his eyes that a beggar was slowly approaching.

"Get out of here!" the leader scolded.

The beggar passed by Zhang Jiayong's side, his hair was scattered, there were dead leaves and broken wood chips in his hair, it was already summer, but he was still wearing a big black robe, the big robe was also torn, and the shoes he was wearing were also asymmetrical, one was a slipper, the other was a sneaker, and the sneakers were also worn by him as slippers, and the heel position was flattened by him.

He is also on a broken cane in his hand, and his body is a little rickety, which should be old.

"Still not going?" the leader frowned, a beggar, who dared not listen to his orders.

The leader raised his foot directly, and a flying kick kicked at the beggar, looking at the route should be in the middle of the beggar's stomach, but a magical scene happened, everyone obviously saw that the leader kicked the beggar's stomach, but the beggar suddenly went behind the leader, and the leader fell short, continued to fly forward, and then fell to the ground.

Zhang Jiayong blinked, others didn't see it clearly, but he saw a little bit clearly, it was too fast! This beggar's speed is really ridiculously fast, it is simply teleportation!

This beggar is definitely a master!

At this time, the beggar turned around and faced Zhang Jiayong, Zhang Jiayong realized that this was an old beggar with wrinkles on his face, but Zhang Jiayong couldn't tell whether he was a foreigner or a Chinese.

"Damn, there's a hindrance, see how I clean you up!" The leader got up and patted the dust, his face was full of anger, and he directly took out the magic pistol used to deal with Zhang Jiayong, aimed it at the old beggar, and was about to pull the trigger.

At this time, a shocking scene happened again, only to see the old beggar suddenly stand in front of the leader, the two of them were almost face to face, and the magic pistol in the leader's hand was snatched into the hands of the old beggar.

The leader was so frightened that he jumped back a few steps, and only stood still with the help of several subordinates, the expression on his face was like seeing a ghost, and he thought to himself how could there be such a strange person.

"Who the hell are you? Efila is doing something, I hope you don't obstruct it!" The leader reported Eiffella's name, hoping that the person in front of him had heard of this name, so as to give some face.

But unfortunately, the old beggar turned a deaf ear, just kept fiddling with the magic pistol in his hand, and aimed him at the leader, so frightened that he raised his arms directly.

"It's not wise to go against Ephira, I hope you will respect yourself!" the leader continued to threaten.

However, the old beggar still ignored him, and the old beggar made a very crazy move, only to see him stuff the muzzle of the magic pistol into his mouth!

The leader swallowed, thinking to himself that he had encountered some monster, what the hell did he want to do?

Zhang Jiayong also looked at the old beggar intently, and he also wanted to know what this old beggar wanted to do.

The next scene made the leader involuntarily take a step back, because the old beggar didn't shoot, but he bit down!

The magic pistol was directly bitten off by the old beggar, and it was still chewing in his mouth, and the sound of crunching teeth and the rubbing of pistol fragments was terrifying to hear.

Zhang Jiayong also looked at the hairstand upside down, what kind of monster is this? He actually eats a pistol! This tooth is too good, right?

"Boss, what are we going to do?" the men looked at the leader, hoping for instructions on what to do next.

"This ...... ......The leader didn't know what to do, the scene was really weird, he was thinking, why don't you report to Joe Thomas and retreat?

However, he quickly shook his head, Joe Thomas would not care whether they lived or died, and even if he knew the situation at the scene, Joe Thomas would definitely ask them to stay where they were and continue to complete the mission.

Therefore, the leader decided to retreat, go back first and then explain the matter to Joe Thomas, although it is possible to be punished, it is better than the possibility of losing his life here!

"Withdraw!" the leader finally ordered.

So, a group of people quickly left the scene, leaving only Zhang Jiayong, who couldn't move, and an old beggar who ate a gun.

Zhang Jiayong moved his little finger hard, he found that he seemed to be about to move, to be honest, Zhang Jiayong was also a little frightened at this old beggar who may not be in a good mental state, this is definitely a master.

In case this master suddenly had a brain twitch and wanted to kill Zhang Jiayong, then he could only find Hades to cry, so he had to recover his mobility as soon as possible and leave here.

The old beggar put the remaining half of the pistol into his mouth, and then crunched and ate it, as if he were eating a delicacy on earth, and he could hear the sound of him cooing and swallowing.

Damn, Zhang Jiayong is really afraid that this old monster will come over and eat him raw, but fortunately, now his toes can move, and it is estimated that he will be able to recover his mobility soon.

"It's okay!" Zhang Jiayong's knees can be bent, his arms can also be bent, and he can move immediately!

But at this moment, the old beggar swallowed the last bite of "food", and then his eyes fell on Zhang Jiayong's body, that kind of cold and emotionless eyes, Zhang Jiayong trembled all over, at this moment, he felt that he was a weak rabbit, being targeted by a strong lion.

At the moment when he completely regained his mobility, Zhang Jiayong ran away, and he was about to leave the alley, but the figure of the old beggar suddenly appeared at the mouth of the alley, blocking Zhang Jiayong's way out.

Zhang Jiayong frowned, he was not sure how hostile the old beggar was to him now, with the speed of the old beggar, he had no chance of winning at all, and roughly estimated, the old beggar's force index was afraid that it could be comparable to that of Wu Shuai, and it might even be the king of martial arts!

"Who is the senior?" Zhang Jiayong asked politely, and made a fist-hugging posture very well, but unfortunately the fist-hugging posture was wrong.

The old beggar didn't speak, just tilted his head, and then looked Zhang Jiayong up and down carefully, which made Zhang Jiayong shudder, and goosebumps all over his body rose.

"Senior ......" Zhang Jiayong was just about to continue asking, but the old beggar held down his shoulder, and the heavy force almost made Zhang Jiayong fall to the ground.

"Very good! Not bad!" the old beggar spat out Chinese and said two words of praise.

"My predecessor is from my Huaxia?" asked Zhang Jiayong grinning, because the old beggar was kneading his shoulders now, and the strength was not ordinary, and Zhang Jiayong's shoulders were about to be crushed.

The old beggar didn't speak, but grabbed Zhang Jiayong's shoulders and ran all the way, the speed was incredible, Zhang Jiayong only felt that he was flying, the wind in his ears was whistling, and as long as his mouth was opened, it would be blown and deformed by the wind.

Zhang Jiayong didn't know where the old beggar was going to take him, but he couldn't ask at all now, and he couldn't break free from the old beggar's clutches, so he could only let him run away.

The speed of the old beggar may have reached another level, so that no one who passed by him could detect him, it was simply the speed of light.

In the end, the old beggar took Zhang Jiayong to stop at a bridge, which was a big bridge, a bridge across the river, and the two of them were in the middle of the bridge.

"Why did my predecessor bring me here?" asked Zhang Jiayong.

The old beggar did not speak, but he was not silent, but pointed to the river under the bridge. Zhang Jiayong was a little puzzled, and he didn't know what the old beggar meant.

Zhang Jiayong just wanted to ask, but the old beggar pushed Zhang Jiayong down.

Zhang Jiayong scolded, and the river quickly approached in Zhang Jiayong's eyes, and then with a plop, he rushed directly into the water.

However, when he was about to float up for a breath, the old beggar also came down and pressed his head, and Zhang Jiayong was pressed back into the river before he could breathe a breath of fresh air.

Zhang Jiayong struggled to kick his legs, because he was not prepared at the beginning, so the oxygen content in his body was not very high, and after holding on for another three minutes, Zhang Jiayong felt that his head was a little dizzy, he had begun to lack oxygen, and he had to go up for ventilation, but the old beggar still pinched Zhang Jiayong's neck, so that he could not go upstream at all.

Later, Zhang Jiayong's mouth began to spit bubbles constantly, and finally he couldn't hold it back, his mouth opened, and he swallowed the river water in his stomach, and he choked his throat desperately, but he couldn't stop the river from entering.

Do you want to die here? I am a genius with an armed force index of more than 100, and I actually drowned, and this is spread out, and I have to be laughed out of my big teeth!

However, Zhang Jiayong had already begun to lose consciousness, his eyes began to darken, and finally the whole person's consciousness fell into endless darkness.

The old beggar glanced at Zhang Jiayong, who had passed out, and then began to take him deeper into the river.

I don't know how long later, when Zhang Jiayong woke up and turned around, he found himself lying in a cave, next to a bonfire, on the bonfire, roasting the legs of an animal, beside the bonfire, hanging his own clothes, as for the old beggar, it was gone, but I think it was near here.