After receiving this message, I almost did not hesitate and immediately rushed outside the school.

The children's welfare home was not far from our school, and we quickly found the alley that we had agreed upon.

It was always deserted, and when I saw that there was no one around, I turned in.

To my surprise, there were two people here.

They sat opposite each other, and there was a game of chess in the middle.

One looked twenty-seven or eighteen, wearing jeans and a white hoodie. It's similar to the male protagonist in "Assassin's Creed", and he pulls up his hood and covers his head.

The other person was even more strange, it turned out to be an old man with gray hair. The face was full of wrinkles, and the exposed skin was dry and wrinkled like cracked bark.

The moment the young man looked at me, I was really shocked.

There is no other reason.

Handsome.

It's so handsome!

The sword eyebrows are starry, the face is as sharp and angular as a knife and an axe, and the bridge of the nose is high and straight. The main thing is that the eyes are as clear as a baby.

This... It doesn't seem to match the image of a murderous murderer in my imagination at all?

And the gray-haired old man sat on a small bench, seemingly unaware of my presence. Because his eyes were only white, and he couldn't see the presence of pupils.

I guess I'm blind.

The old man sat on a small bench, smoking a dry cigarette and knocking twice on the ground with a cigarette stick.

The young man sat cross-legged on the ground, took out a box of Nanjing from his pocket, and popped it out to me at his fingertips.

I subconsciously caught the cigarette and lit it in a mysterious way.

For a while, three inexplicable people were smoking silently, and the scene was very weird for a while.

Or did the young man break the silence and smile at me and ask, "Are you a panda?"

"Hmm. I nodded, and saw a pool of blood on his shirt and abdomen.

After taking a bullet, can you still be so unchangeable?

I felt the corners of my eyes twitch unnaturally, and I couldn't help but ask, "Have you been treated for your gunshot wound?"

The young man spit out his eyes, looked at his injuries, and said with a free smile: "If I hadn't dealt with it, I would still be alive to sit here and smoke?"

I was really puzzled, so I asked Ming Ming Rongcheng couldn't go to the hospital, how did he deal with his wounds?

At least I looked at the blind old man next to me and thought he couldn't do that anyway.

"This. The young man pulled open his hoodie, and I saw him with a black leather strap around his waist. There were many long, narrow knife pouches on it, and he pulled out a fruit knife from it.

"Sterilize, roast until red, and dig the bullet out of the flesh in two clicks. He said it lightly, but my eyes jumped.

Nima, it's bloody and terrifying enough to think about it.

And there are no anesthetics, is this thing still a human being?

Even if the military god Liu Bocheng took the bullet and didn't inject anesthetics, he couldn't do the operation himself, right?

When I looked at the young man's waist, there seemed to be a total of seven knife bags, but there were only six fruit knives left.

Another one apparently remained at the police station and became a murder weapon.

The strange old man had been laughing and laughing all the time, and he didn't make a sound, which made me seriously wonder if he was deaf or dumb.

"Who the hell are you?" I asked, looking at the young man.

"Meng Tianlie didn't tell you?" The young man was a little surprised, then shook his head and smiled: "Chen Longxiang." ”

"Good name. "I casually said politely, I think the name is quite domineering.

On the contrary, the old man gave me a strange "look" and asked with a smile, "Young man, haven't you heard of this name?"

I, Nima, am confused.

What's the matter, is this person an internationally wanted criminal or a big star, is he so famous?

"Kunpeng is unharmed, and the dragon is like no taboo. You really haven't heard of it?" the old man continued.

What the heck?

I don't know what he's talking about, but it seems to be awesome.

"What are you talking about?" Chen Longxiang glanced at the old man, as if he didn't care.

But the old man seemed to be about to make it clear and tell me that there were three masters in Huaxia Dao. The second ranked is called Lin Kunpeng, and the third ranked is Chen Longxiang in front of me.

Kunpeng was uninjured, which means that Lin Kunpeng was ruthless, and his subordinates never had the injured, only the dead.

Dragon elephant is unscrupulous, which means that Chen Longxiang has no scruples. No matter how strong the opponent is, how good his identity is, and how dangerous it is to move him, Chen Longxiang doesn't care about it, and he never thinks about it.

I was dumbfounded, and stood there in a daze like Nima's melon skin, until the cigarette burned my fingers, and then I came to my senses and threw it on the ground.

I suddenly remembered a stubble.

Meng Tianlie said that he had a brother who was the third in the world, and he could let go of everyone in the Brotherhood with one hand.

If this old man is not bragging, then what he said is true!

"No wonder you can overturn Hong Qing in three moves. I sighed with heartfelt emotion, and I couldn't help but ask the old man: "Uncle, what is your identity?"

The old man smiled, and his face was wrinkled like a more blooming Qiu Ju: "I am Zhang Shensuan, the descendant of Zhang Daoling Heavenly Master." ”

Chen Longxiang immediately dismantled the stage and said: "Don't listen to him bragging, he is a charlatan who is deceived and abducted." ”

According to him, this Zhang Shenshu is an old fritter who observes words and looks, and then uses words to fool people.

"Do you know how he's blind?"

"Northeast Lafayette hated three thousand people, let this old man calculate for him. This old man and blind cat touched the dead mouse, and he stubbornly calculated two major events, and Qiu Sanqian thought it was a true god. ”

"I deceived more than 32 million enemies, and I had to kidnap other people's wives to run. ”

When Chen Longxiang said this, he couldn't help but laugh: "This old guy said seriously that he had told his fate, Qiu Sanqian would die in less than two years, and his wife couldn't escape being shot." ”

"It's a pity that people believe in science and don't eat his feudal superstitions, so they betray this old guy when they turn around. ”

"Let Qiu Sanqian gouge out his eyeballs, almost lose his life, and dare to call himself a god?"

Zhang Shensuan's face suddenly turned red, and he was a little hesitant: "This, fortune telling, can it be regarded as superstition?"

Then there are difficult words, what are the "Zhou Yi sixty-four hexagrams", "three hundred and eighty-four hexagrams", and "the ability left by the ancestors".

I listened so loudly that I thought of Kong Yiji for a while, and I had to interrupt his boasting.

I'm still quite convinced, there are really people in this world who are so bold that they dare to offend even the boss of the Northeast to death for the sake of women?

Zhang Shensuan finally stopped bragging, just shook his head and sighed: "Don't blame my brother for not being human, just blame my sister-in-law for being too tempting." ”

"Qiu Sanqian's wife 36E, she looks like a fox spirit, and her ass is twisted and twisted when she walks, I can't stand it!"

"You may not believe it, but I think she has been handing me Qiubo, just coveting my handsome face. ”

My Nima almost scolded my mother.

I believe you're a ghost, you're a bad old man, you're a bad ball!