"What's the panic!" Jim West said in a deep voice, "Even if the Geffelin family wants to come to us for trouble, it's still after dawn, and we still have time to deal with it!"

William Nono should be.

Jim West also stood up and walked around the room, his trembling hands showing that his heart was not very calm either!

"Father, tomorrow morning the people of the Geffelin family will definitely come over, how should we deal with it, are we resolutely not admitted?" Seeing that his father had not instructed for a long time, William proposed.

Jim West asked in a deep voice, "What about your second uncle?"

William said: "I think, Uncle Vitesse will not confess, as long as the uncle doesn't say it, he may bite the door and refuse to admit it, and threaten with a loan of 300 million US dollars, I'm not afraid that the Geffelin family will not comply!"

"What if your uncle confessed?" asked Jim West, glancing at William, in a deep voice.

William pondered for a while: "There are very few people who know the true identity of my uncle, so we can not admit it." ”

"What if your uncle identified us on the spot?" asked Jim West.

William gritted his teeth and said, "Let's still not admit it, let's just say that uncle is talking nonsense." ”

Jim West shook his head, then stared into William's eyes and said, "Remember, you can't abandon your family at any time, otherwise your family won't have any cohesion!"

William defended: "I don't want to abandon Uncle Vites, I just want to temporarily confuse the Gefilyn family, and then wait for the opportunity to save my uncle back!"

"Needless to say, I know what you're thinking, remember, tomorrow as long as your Uncle Vitesse speaks, we'll have to admit it, do you understand?" said Jim West.

William nodded with difficulty, "I see!"

Jim West continued: "Don't be too afraid, even if the people of the Geffelin family know the truth, what can they do, the strength of our family is not comparable to theirs." Later, you can arrange it later, let everyone be ready, and if the people of the Gefiline family arrive, we will respond to them with the strongest attitude. Even if we deal with him, what can we do, this world is a world of the jungle, we don't plan against them, there will be others to plan for them, we have nothing to be ashamed of!"

William nodded, then remembered something and said to Jim West, "By the way, father, there is someone you must pay more attention to!"

"Who?" asked Jim West.

"His name is Mike, he was rescued by me and Alice at sea, he is an Asian, he has a very good background, at sea, he has eliminated more than a dozen heavily armed pirates in a very short time, this Uncle Vitesse was captured because of his action!"

"Awesome master?" said in a deep voice to Jim West, "I see, I'll prepare a great gift for him!"

After William went down, Jim West said to the old butler beside him: "Arrange for someone to go down and take out all the weapons we have accumulated over the years, hmph, master, I want to see what he can do in the face of * and bazooka!"

"Yes!" said the old butler, who was standing behind Jim West, in a deep voice.

In the Geffelin family's manor, Long Qing was about to go to bed after returning to the residence, when his eyes suddenly moved, he raised his eyes to look at a certain place, and then got up and stood up.

Long Qing came to the outside of the house, and outside the small courtyard, a tall black shadow was already standing silently outside the courtyard gate, the black shadow was wearing a black wide black robe, and his face was covered with a black and gold intertwined pattern mask.

"It's so powerful, I thought I was well hidden, my breathing was stagnant, my heartbeat was so weak that even I couldn't detect it, and I still couldn't hide it from your hearing!" the masked knight said with admiration.

Long Qing said lightly: "I found that it was not my sense of hearing, but my fighting spirit!"

"Battle Spirit?" The Masked Rider asked, somewhat confused, "What is this?"

"To put it simply, you have a strong desire to challenge me, and your consciousness has caused my consciousness to fluctuate!" Long Qingdao said.

"Consciousness causes fluctuations in consciousness?" the Masked Rider couldn't believe it, which was already a mythical statement.

Long Qing said: "This is not an incomprehensible behavior, although it cannot be explained from a scientific level, but it is indeed a definite reaction, and this reaction can be amplified through cultivation, as long as your realm is high enough, even if it is tens or even hundreds of kilometers away, as long as you have hostility towards me, I can feel the Dao." ”

"Is this the practice of the East?" asked the Masked Horseman.

Long Qing shook his head: "Eastern cultivation can achieve such an effect, and Western cultivation can also do it. The cultivation of this consciousness has nothing to do with the way of practice. ”

The masked knight was silent for a moment, "I can't judge the truth of your words, so let me experience your cultivation in a fighting way!"

Long Qing nodded: "Please!"

The masked knight didn't dare to slack off, he knew in his heart that his kung fu was still a certain distance from Long Qing, not to mention anything else, at least he couldn't easily defeat the alliance of the two golden knights.

The Masked Rider untied a black bag from his back, and when he opened it, it was something like a steel rod. In front of Long Qing, the masked rider quickly formed several steel rods into a long spear.

The gun was about two meters long, shiny throughout, and looked extremely powerful.

Long Qing's eyes lit up and said, "Good gun, can you lend me a look?"

"Of course!" replied the masked knight in a deep voice, throwing his spear at Long Qing like a spear.

As soon as Long Qing stretched out his right hand, he copied the spear in his hand, and his arm was level with the spear, held flat in front of his chest, not moving at all.

"Good gun, good steel!" Long Qing exclaimed, and then asked, "What's the name of this gun?"

The masked horseman's eyes flashed: "This spear is called Saint Yao Zhihui, it weighs twenty-seven kilograms, and it is made of special steel, if you want to dance him, you need at least a ton of strength in your hands!"

Long Qing weighed it a few times, and suddenly picked up the big gun and swung it quickly, and the heavy silver spear more than two meters long was like a light wooden stick in Long Qing's hand, and it was danced out of a phantom. But the terrifying sound of breaking the air showed the outside world that it was not a wooden stick!

The masked horseman's expression became extremely solemn for a moment.

After a while, Long Qing accepted the spear, and the terrifying sound of the ghost crying wolf finally stopped, and everything returned to calm, as if the noise just now was just an illusion.

The masked knight said in a deep voice: "What a powerful force! To dance this spear to this effect, it will take at least five tons of arm strength!"