After making sure that he was not dazzled, he turned his head, looked at Tie Long with burning eyes, and asked, "Brother, how did you do it?" The walls of this room were built by someone he had personally arranged, so he naturally knew its hardness very well. Not to mention guns, even ordinary missiles cannot destroy.

In the face of the ghost hand's inquiry, Tie Long just grinned and did not answer his question. Seeing that the other party refused to speak, the ghost hand turned his gaze to Leng Xuan again. Leng Xuan smiled and explained: "Ghost hand, I just said that what you haven't seen doesn't mean that there is no one in this world. You have to remember that the world is big, big and there are many things that you can't imagine. The strength of the iron dragon may be incredible in your eyes, but you may not be able to imagine it. If his strength is placed in a mysterious realm, it will be at the bottom at most. ”

"What?" Hearing this, Ghost Hand couldn't help but exclaim, Leng Xuan's words made him really a little difficult to accept. But he believed that Leng Xuan would never deceive him, since he had said so, it must be the truth. He quickly digested the words in his mind, and then said excitedly: "Bloody Hand, can you help me become so powerful?" Oh, no, no, I am satisfied with only half of this strength. ”

Leng Xuan shook his head with a wry smile and said, "Ghost hand, I'm very sorry, I'm afraid I won't be able to agree to your request." Some things are not as simple as you think, and the strength of Tielong can be today, and it is difficult to describe what happened. Moreover, we Oriental people pay attention to chance, if there is an opportunity, then it is naturally no problem. If not, then it is useless to force it. In fact, when he said this, he was politely rejecting the ghost hand. To turn a mortal into a cultivator is a very troublesome and hard thing. What's more, the age of the ghost hands is already in their thirties, not to mention cultivation, even foundation building is very difficult. In addition, the ghost hand is not an Oriental, and the cultivation technique has always been passed on inside and not outside, about this, Leng Xuan is also a little taboo, because of this, so he can only say sorry to the ghost hand in his heart.

And after hearing Leng Xuan's words, the ghost hand couldn't help but look a little disappointed. But fortunately, he was open-minded and soon returned to his original state. After seeing the strength of the Iron Dragon, the Ghost Hand began to believe that with Leng Xuan and these people, they were indeed capable of breaking into the headquarters of the Fire Dragon Gang, so he didn't persuade them anymore, but just warned them to be careful, and if something was wrong, retreat immediately. In the room, we chatted until noon, and then everyone came to the restaurant to enjoy lunch.

After lunch, at three o'clock in the afternoon, Leng Xuan saw Cheng Guodong and his party coming back in a hurry. Cheng Guodong and the others behaved very calmly, and only Li Jie seemed extremely excited. I saw that his body was covered with blood, and as soon as he walked in, there was a strong smell of blood. Seeing Leng Xuan, Li Jie ran to the front in a few steps and said loudly: "Leng Xuan, I ......" Before his words could be spoken, Leng Xuan interrupted him first, and waved his hand and said: "Brother Li, if there is something to be said, you go take a shower first and wash the blood off your body." ”

Li Jie sniffed his clothes, smiled embarrassedly, and then quickly ran back to his room to take a shower. After Li Jie left, Leng Xuan looked at Cheng Guodong and asked with a smile, "Old Cheng, how is today's record?"